Monday, November 17
Silence, Silver, and Secrets: Part 4d – Tale of the Body Thief
“Got it!” shouted Beldin. “Stand back!”
With another mighty blow, the splint shattered the spider web of cracks that marked the entrance to Markeshia’s tomb. The floor collapsed and gave way.
Ilmarė hopped down into the hole. It was a small chamber with a sarcophagus in the center. Markeshia’s likeness was engraved on the top, a peacefully slumbering form that belied its owner’s true nature.
Beldin grunted as he pushed against the heavy stone lid. “This will only take a minute.”
With a heave, he shoved the lid off of the sarcophagus.
Sebastian had his hands up. Beldin stared down into the sarcophagus. Nobody said anything.
“Well?” Sebastian edged closer to peer into the coffin. “Beldin?”
Markeshia sat straight up. “Defend me!” she shrieked. [MORE]
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