The monsters with-in -A Story by Tegon Maus He writhed and screamed in horrible pain. His body contorted, changed, rippling as if something inside of him was fighting to get out. He strained against his chains like a wild animal.
Clouds overtook the sky, following her bidding. Thunder rolled over the landscape, filling our ears with its noise and our hearts with dread. Katherine called to it and it answered. Lightning sprang from the clouds, striking ever closer to our companions and her voice ever more mad with her spell. The ground shook with increasing regularity and strengthening vengeance. My heart hammered in my ears but I couldn't turn away. Lightning pounded into the ground, coming closer and closer to her. She was calling it to join with her and not just the lightning. The two creatures that accompanied her were being pulled by her will as well. They were well over nine feet tall and held an ethereal appearance with long, horrible fangs. They oozed constantly between solid flesh and blood to nothing more than smoke and back again. They hovered just above the ground with no legs, nor feet to support them. Their skin, a dull blue, was torn in rotten patches. They appeared more dead than alive, ghosts, of a sort, a horrible sight by any measure. Their eyes, seen from my hiding, glowed a bright yellow. They hovered near Kathryn shifting in unison to the Norha's unruly chanting. "Now, my friends, now!" she screamed and the creatures surged forward, slamming into her, entering her body, forging their essence to hers. Her eyes glowed,transformed with their presence within her. With their energy added to hers, Kathryn turned her conjuring to the Jonda chained to the ground before her. A split second later lightning struck her full in the chest. She reeled under its power and screamed like a demon set newly free from hell. It coursed through her and then leaped from her outstretched hand to the first Jonda. He writhed and screamed in horrible pain. His body contorted, changed, rippling as if something inside of him was fighting to get out. He strained against his chains like a wild animal. Would the screams never stop? Surely they were the worst a man could possibly be forced to endure. I was wrong. The Jonda's body was being torn apart from within until he slowly slumped to the ground, a crumpled heap, dead. For a moment there was silence, a dreadful silence. Then his body began to jerk of its own volition. It twitched frantically until whatever was inside freed itself, ripping through his corpse. Two entities, one a dull blue and the other a pale white, began to swirl over the body. They were unformed, little more than phantoms, each attempting to devour the other. They ripped and tore at each other with increasing speed and savagery. "What are they?" I gasped. "They are us," Spath answered dully. His words poured over me like cold water. He was afraid and that fear washed over me, soaking me to the bone.
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Tegon MausCAAboutDearheart, my wife of fifty one years and I live in Cherry Valley, a little town of 8,200 in Southern California. In that time, I've built a successful remodeling /contracting business. But tha.. more..Writing
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