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Authors: Robert Doherty
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name."
"Aspasia," it spit the word out. "The leader of the firstborn. I am his Shadow."
"Aspasia," Richard repeated. "I have heard that name. I know who that is."
The creature—Aspasia's Shadow—stepped forward, close to my husband. "The Grail. Tell me where it is." It paused, searching my husband's face, 59
comprehension dawning on its face. "You don't know what it is, do you? You've searched all these years and you don't even know what it is you 've been looking for!"
That was the most human the creature had been, the shock punching through to its core. I turned, the faint sound of horses' hooves on the long driveway echoing through the door. The creature heard them too.
It drew the blade as it spun toward me. I didn't even have time to raise my hand. It had the knife at my throat, so swiftly did it move. "I will slice her open, spill her putrid innards so the world can see the whore she is! Where is the Grail?" The dementia was back in full force.
Heavy boots sounded on the outside stairs. Three men cloaked in black entered, followed by a tall woman similarly dressed. She held up her hand, palm out, as she stepped between the men to the forefront. "Come with us."
The creature whirled, putting me between him and the men. "I do not wish to pass on. I want my life! "
"It was never your life to have." The leader was advancing, the others behind her. She reached the bottom of the stairs, slowly coming up. "Your life was to be a servant and you have done that well. We are all servants. Now it is time to pass on."
"Never!" He screamed a sound like a beast in pain. "I will bathe this world in blood like it has never seen. I will tell these humans the truth of their existence, rip their gods out from their chests, spit on their religions, destroy their beliefs, their petty sciences."
"You have waited too long." The woman was six steps below us when she paused. "Your mind is gone.
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You should have come when I first summoned you. You have done much damage. The humans search hard for the madman you have become. We cannot let them catch you." Her voice softened. "Come with me. We can be together once more as we were many times in the past."
"Catch me? These people? I will never—" the creature began, but there was a solid thud and the blade slid down, lightly slicing the skin on my right arm, but missing my throat. Richard was there! A club he had been given in the far east by a native guide in his trembling hands. The creature dropped to its knees, dazed from the blow.
"Come, Isabel!" Richard held out his right hand for me, the club raised in his left. I got behind him, feeling the safe haven of his body between the creature and me.
Aspasia's Shadow rolled on the floor, snarling, came to its feet, the knife held out, the tip darting back and forth between Richard and the strange woman who now climbed to the top of the landing.
"I want to live!" it screamed.
"It is time to pass on," she said. "Remember long ago? When you were Osiris and I was Isis? We can have that again if you go with me." The woman spoke in a soothing voice, as one would to a child, and took a step closer.
"You betrayed me!" The creature leapt with startling speed. The blade slammed into the woman's throat, a geyser of red spraying the air. As the creature sought to withdraw the blade her hands, unbelievably, wrapped around his, trapping the weapon in her own body. This allowed the other three strangers to wrestle him to the ground, on top of the dying body of their leader, blood covering them all.
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Richard held me tight, the club ready. I could feel him shaking with exhaustion, amazed that he could even stand, never mind defend me.
They had metal cuffs on the creature's wrists, pinning its hands behind its back, but still it bucked and twisted, trying to get free. They grabbed its legs and drug it down the stairs, not caring that its head thumped and bounced on the wood.
Richard let go of me and went to the wounded woman who lay in a
"Aspasia," it spit the word out. "The leader of the firstborn. I am his Shadow."
"Aspasia," Richard repeated. "I have heard that name. I know who that is."
The creature—Aspasia's Shadow—stepped forward, close to my husband. "The Grail. Tell me where it is." It paused, searching my husband's face, 59
comprehension dawning on its face. "You don't know what it is, do you? You've searched all these years and you don't even know what it is you 've been looking for!"
That was the most human the creature had been, the shock punching through to its core. I turned, the faint sound of horses' hooves on the long driveway echoing through the door. The creature heard them too.
It drew the blade as it spun toward me. I didn't even have time to raise my hand. It had the knife at my throat, so swiftly did it move. "I will slice her open, spill her putrid innards so the world can see the whore she is! Where is the Grail?" The dementia was back in full force.
Heavy boots sounded on the outside stairs. Three men cloaked in black entered, followed by a tall woman similarly dressed. She held up her hand, palm out, as she stepped between the men to the forefront. "Come with us."
The creature whirled, putting me between him and the men. "I do not wish to pass on. I want my life! "
"It was never your life to have." The leader was advancing, the others behind her. She reached the bottom of the stairs, slowly coming up. "Your life was to be a servant and you have done that well. We are all servants. Now it is time to pass on."
"Never!" He screamed a sound like a beast in pain. "I will bathe this world in blood like it has never seen. I will tell these humans the truth of their existence, rip their gods out from their chests, spit on their religions, destroy their beliefs, their petty sciences."
"You have waited too long." The woman was six steps below us when she paused. "Your mind is gone.
60
You should have come when I first summoned you. You have done much damage. The humans search hard for the madman you have become. We cannot let them catch you." Her voice softened. "Come with me. We can be together once more as we were many times in the past."
"Catch me? These people? I will never—" the creature began, but there was a solid thud and the blade slid down, lightly slicing the skin on my right arm, but missing my throat. Richard was there! A club he had been given in the far east by a native guide in his trembling hands. The creature dropped to its knees, dazed from the blow.
"Come, Isabel!" Richard held out his right hand for me, the club raised in his left. I got behind him, feeling the safe haven of his body between the creature and me.
Aspasia's Shadow rolled on the floor, snarling, came to its feet, the knife held out, the tip darting back and forth between Richard and the strange woman who now climbed to the top of the landing.
"I want to live!" it screamed.
"It is time to pass on," she said. "Remember long ago? When you were Osiris and I was Isis? We can have that again if you go with me." The woman spoke in a soothing voice, as one would to a child, and took a step closer.
"You betrayed me!" The creature leapt with startling speed. The blade slammed into the woman's throat, a geyser of red spraying the air. As the creature sought to withdraw the blade her hands, unbelievably, wrapped around his, trapping the weapon in her own body. This allowed the other three strangers to wrestle him to the ground, on top of the dying body of their leader, blood covering them all.
61
Richard held me tight, the club ready. I could feel him shaking with exhaustion, amazed that he could even stand, never mind defend me.
They had metal cuffs on the creature's wrists, pinning its hands behind its back, but still it bucked and twisted, trying to get free. They grabbed its legs and drug it down the stairs, not caring that its head thumped and bounced on the wood.
Richard let go of me and went to the wounded woman who lay in a
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