Farseeker by Joanna Starr EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Joanna Starr
- Language: English
- Genre: Time Travel Science Fiction
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THAYA
IT ’ .Thaya’s blood ran cold, her breath catching in her throat as she stared at
the skeleton lying in the dirt of the cavern fifteen feet below. Its lower half
was crushed beneath a fallen megalith, a great slab of smoothed and
polished rock twice the height of a man. She leaned further into the hole,
angling to get a better look, but the earth crumbled beneath her palms.
Screaming, she plunged into the darkness, the light of day disappearing as
she tumbled along with the dirt and scree.
She hit the ground, the breath exploding from her lungs as soil and
stones rained down. The earthy shower abated and she groaned as every
muscle complained.
Something moved by the wall.
She clawed the earth from her eyes. The something was merely dust
motes circling in a shaft of sunlight. Nothing sinister lurked here, unless
you counted the skeleton. She relaxed. No, I haven’t awoken the dead, but
still, she took several breaths in the deepening silence to still her nerves.
The dust ceased billowing and settled in a strange brown mist on the
floor of the, of the…What exactly is this place?
Above ground lay a jumble of enormous, pale yellow megaliths; some
stacked, most fallen, and each stone larger than a cart. The Old Temple, as it
was called by the people of Havendell, although no one knew if it was a
temple, or to which god it belonged, stood out peculiarly at the base of the
White Mountains on the most perfect plain of grasses and wildflowers
bordering the edge of the North Forest. Only a couple of miles from her
village of Brightwater, it was a place she’d come to for quiet and solitude.
To her, it didn’t look like a temple. Instead, she thought of it as a place of
power, perhaps where Ley Lines met. Her ancient ancestors had been
deeply learned in those things.
There were no other yellow stones to be found anywhere in Havendell
—so where had these come from? Over the years, she’d inspected them
meticulously, and those still standing had been cut to fit against each other
so perfectly there was no need for mortar. There were no tool marks upon
them either, so what fine machinery had cut them to ensure that not even the
wind could find a gap? Clearly built by master stonemasons and architects
to some long-forgotten power.
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