So today I'll share with you a sneak peak of chapter seven (haha! 7 more days, chapter 7, cowinkidink!!).
By the way, I changed the chapter title to: the metal of destiny. Hope you don't mind.
Enjoy!!
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Nathan
Deathblade and Alric Flame stared down into the giant hole in the
Marlybone street. It seemed to never end, and as far as you could see
was only blackness. There hadn’t been another earthquake and all
was still.
“You
think they’re dead?” Alric asks.
Nathan
shakes his head. “Nah.”
“Why?”
“I
dunno. Nothing kills of Suri that easily. ‘Specially falling down
into a bottomless crack with pointy stalactites at the bottom.”
“Well
there’s a lovely thought. Suri and Calamity shishcabobs.
Delicious.”
Both
boys laugh.
Suddenly
Alric tilts his head, as though listening to something. Nathan gives
him a funny look. “Something wrong?”
“Shh!”
Alric hisses. After a moment he says, “I think I hear something.”
He looks towards Nathan’s apartment. “From your place.”
They
both look over at the house, then start walking cautiously towards
it. Once on the first step of the door Nathan hears it too. A soft
whirring noise, as if muffled through a wall. They open the door
slowly and the noise grows louder.
“What
the heckhound is that?” asks Alric, astounded.
In
the middle of the living room was a spinning object, about a foot
long. It was sliver, and as it spun it cast a sliver line of light
around the walls. It seemed to be a square or a flat piece of metal,
due to the way it looked while it was spinning.
“It
can’t be... can it?” asks Nathan. He goes a little closer to the
spinning metal.
“What
is it?” Alric repeats.
“I
don’t know, I found it a few weeks ago in this strange place with
disappearing doors. It’s got all these intended symbols on them. I
can’t read them though.”
“Can’t
read them now either,” mutters Alric. “I would’ve liked to look
at them.”
“Well
you can. I made rubbing's of them.
“Can
you show me?”
“Sure.
They’re in my room.”
Alric
followed Nathan up the stairs to his room where the whirring dulled.
Nathan turned on the electric light, courtesy of the Marlybone home.
He shuffled through some papers before pulling out a larger one with
rubbing marks on them. He handed it to Alric. “This is the best on
I got. And don’t bother looking in books, couldn’t find anything.
Alric
looked the marks over. They made no sense. Not a shred of familiarity
came to him. It was like an alien language.
Suddenly
there was a soft shaking. Another earthquake was happening. A small
one, perhaps classified as a tremor. It lasted about 25 seconds and
nothing seemed to come from it save the loud thump that sounded from
downstairs.
The
whirring continued.
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:)
I'm running out of things to say. That is sad.
Oh! I know!
My cramped schedule:
- I have a science and math tests on monday. So I have to study for those. (I DON'T GET FACTORING AT ALL!!)
- I have some history homework (lol, if Cori's read this she'll be thinking, "AGAIN!!??").
- I have a P.E. project due next week.
- I have more history homework due next week (Cori: again, really? Again?).
- I have to start packing for my trip (in 7 days).
- I should have plenty of time to do all that over the week except I have to babysit two kids (I love them though, I think I'll get my first book published because of them) ALL DAY saturday. Like from... 8 to 5 or something.
- Sunday will be crazy.
- And I'm into this really great book.
- ARGH!!!!
Oh well.
HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13TH!!!
(Did you know that according to Sierra Winterbreeze [sorry, too lazy to get a link to her blog, but you probably already have it anyway] that there are three Friday tge 13th's and that they're all 13 weeks apart? WEIRD!!)
Oh, and I kinda fixed the '8 more days' post.
Kinda.
Laterz!
~Emma
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