NIGHT by I. Rin (e book reader free .txt) 📕

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“God help me!” the girl wailed. “Where is this stupid bag?!”

 

She repeatedly sought through all the stones but couldn’t find the sorcerer’s bag. Suddenly she had an idea.

 

“Margo said that Huron had been dragged into the abyss,” Lica began to think. “The bag might have fallen down! I have to go down immediately and look for it there!”

 

Angelica remembered that near the bottom there was a small ledge leading to the hiding place where the Book of Destiny was. The girl came close to the cliff on the left, sat on the edge of the abyss and looked down. The hiding place was still there.

 

Lica did not think how she was going to climb out and jumped on that stone island...

Part 11. The ritual

 

 

Glaring light was streaming from the abyss. Angelica cau-tiously came to the edge of the ledge and looked down. She couldn’t see the bottom but just next to her she noticed another ledge, a bit smaller than one she was standing on.

 

“Well, I have to remember the skills of a young tourist,” whispered Lica.

 

She calculated the distance to the lower ledge, then stepped back a little and jumped... she landed exactly in the center of the small ledge. Angelica looked down again but did not see other ledges. However, the walls of the abyss here were quite prominent. The walls were with cracks and crevices and stones were butting out from the rock everywhere.

 

“Perhaps I’ll be able to go down here,” the girl decided. “I had more challenging routes in competitions on climbing, hadn’t I?”

 

Lica looked carefully and began to go below. She put her foot on the quite large stone and caught hold a deep crevice in the wall. The girl was finding more and more new footings moving nonstop to the bottom of the abyss. The lower she went, the more clearly she heard strange and at the same time horrible sounds. They sounded like a roar of a wounded animal or a noise of the storm or a crack of the stones. The air was filled with the sickening smell of blood. The girl started to feel dizzy but she tried to pull herself together.

 

Angelica looked down, the bottom was quite close and she could see pieces of monsters’ chopped tentacles and bodies.

 

“It looks like Edward and Swein have already been here,” thought Lica.

 

She tried to look for a clean place below to jump. But jumped, she got into a bloody mess with her left foot.

 

“Yak! Damn!” cursed Angelica, trying to shake blood clots off her sneaker.

 

Then she looked around. The piles of bloody remains exud-ing the stench were everywhere.

 

“Where will I look for the magic crystal?” terrified the girl. “This dirt is everything here!”

 

She was jumping over the bodies parts, trying to see anything resembling the sorcerer’s bag among them. Suddenly she heard a mournful howl ahead.

 

“What’s next?” said Lica through clenched teeth. “God, blind me if any monster decided to walk here!”

 

As if to answer to her the soil under the girl quaked. Lica couldn’t keep her feet and fell down. Suddenly she noticed a gray object, stuck between the stones. Angelica immediately scrabbled closer to it and saw that it was Huron’s bag; it was in the deep crevice. She tried to pull it out, but couldn’t. At this minute, the soil quaked again and she heard such a terrible roar that it took her breath away.

 

“It looks like this monster is coming here,” the girl whispered to herself. “I must hurry up!”

 

She held on to the bag again and shook it trying to take it out of the stones. But nothing helped. The soil quaked again and it seemed to the girl that the light in the abyss wasn’t as bright as before.

 

“I think it’s time to make off!” said Angelica. “But the crystal?” She thought for a moment, then waved her hand and said: “Huron and Margo, forgive me, but I cannot save all your things! I need only the crystal.”

 

Holding the bag on one side she put the other hand into the split and felt the bag rope. Lica gently tugged at the one end and when the rope was untied, she put her hand into the bag as deeply  as she could. The girl was very afraid that if the crystal rolled out to the crevice then she would never get it, so she was very careful with the things in the bag. There were some plants, bottles and stones. Which of these stones was the crystal - Lica did not know. So she took a few stones in a handful and pulled them out. The girl carefully examined her prey but concluded that the crystal was not among them. She remembered the deepening in the pentagram. It was much bigger than all these stones. Therefore, Angelica decided to get into the bag again.

 

Again there was a terrible howl and something huge and dark seemed far ahead. She couldn’t clearly see what was it but Lica decided to hurry.

 

She put her hand into the bag again. Now first she decided to touch all the stones inside. She was gently touching them with her fingers but all of them weren’t what she needed. Some of them were too stretched; others angular and the other were too small for the pentagram. Then, in the corner, Angelica felt for another stone. As soon as she touched it with her fingers, she felt it as the electric shock. Lica slowly began to pull it out and then it was another earthquake and the cleft, holding the bag started moving and getting wider. The cleft was expanding rapidly. The magical items were falling out of the bag. The stone, which Lica was trying to get, also tumbled down into the abyss. With some incredible effort Lica managed to drop the bag a side and fell to the edge of the cleft she stretched her hand. The stone jumped, hit the rock and fell right into Angelica’s hand.

 

The girl knew immediately that it is exactly what she needed. Absolutely smooth, black crystal was sparkling in her hand. It had some strange energy because Lica was feeling tingling in her fingers.

 

“Now to the top!” commanded the girl to herself.

 

She stood up and suddenly noticed the rope, which she hadn’t seen before.

 

“Apparently, the Prince and the Goblins’ King used it,” de-cided Angelica.

 

She hid the stone in her pullover sleeve, because it was too big for her jeans pocket, and quickly began to climb up the rope. The rocks were shaking.

 

“The monster must be very close,” Lica thought. “I have to finish the ritual!”

The girl could not remember how she got out of the abyss. She quickly found the pentagram, pulled the crystal out of her sleeve and inserted it in the center. Then she removed the sword from its sheath and slightly cut her hand. Red blood came out. Angelica bent over the black stone and a few drops of blood fell on the stone. Then she tried to read aloud the Latin words. Alas, but nothing happened.

 

“Margo! I need Margo’s help!” she cried desperately. “I do not know Latin!”

She ran into the dark corridor - where she left the wounded witch. After a few minutes, Lica got to her but Margo was unconscious.

“Margo, dear,” cried the girl, “wake up, please?! Without you, we will die! The Kingdom will die! Margo, wake up, please!”

Suddenly the witch moaned.

 

“Angelica,” she whispered, “have you found the crystal?” “Yes! I have set it in the pentagram, dripped my blood and

read a spell! But nothing happened. I do not know Latin!”

 

“God, how I could miss it!” Margo muttered. “You have to help me to get to the pentagram!”

The witch tried to get up but lost consciousness again. Lica bit her lower lip and started to raise Margo. She was quite heavy for the girl, but Angelica knew that the great thing was to get the witch to the pentagram. She made an effort and hoisted the woman on her back and then slowly, step by step, she was moving toward the abyss. The ground under her feet was quaking. She could hear a terrible growl from the abyss.

 

“Probably, the monster is very close,” flashed through her mind.

 

The girl felt incredibly scary, but she continued going stub-bornly. Suddenly Margo woke up and began to push off your feet, helping Lica to move. The way to the pentagram seemed eternal but, finally, Lica and Margo reached the edge of the abyss.

 

“Take me to the center of the pentagram and stand next to me,” the witch said firmly.

 

Angelica did that.

 

She helped the witch to sit near the crystal. Margo took all her strength and started to read as loudly as she could in Latin. At this point, out of the abyss a huge horrible head on a long neck ap-peared. It had no eyes, but Lica could see the curve hideous mouth, surrounded by many nasty tentacles. When Lica saw the monster, she screamed:

 

“Margo, hurry up, read the spell! Otherwise, we will be someone’s lunch!”

 

The witch began reading the magic words more quickly. However, the monster was not going to wait for the end of the ritual. He sniffed the air and began to lean towards the pentagram. Then a tentacle from his mouth began to lengthen towards Angelica. The girl took out her sword and prepared to repel the attack. Meanwhile, Margo finished reading the last words.

 

Suddenly, they heard a loud hum in the cave. The ground was quaking so that it was impossible to stay on feet. Lica and Margot fell down on the floor of the cave.

 

“Try to be inside the pentagram,” the witch exclaimed, turning to the girl. “Only that can protect us from the violence of the elements!”

 

Angelica wanted to ask about the elements, but couldn’t, because at this point a huge stream of water flooded in the corridor of the cave. It easily washed away the monster, which was reaching its tentacles to the girl, and pulled him back into the abyss. The Monster was roaring and growling awfully, but could not do anything with such a power. Oddly enough, but the water skirted the pentagram, where were Lica and Margo.

 

“Hooray!” Angelica cried. “The elements work!”

 

“No joy in advance,” the witch pulled her down. “If my brother doesn’t come in time, the elements will destroy not only the monsters, but also us, and all the Night Kingdom, and then... the Earth! Only Huron can control them! Only my brother is able to lock the evil up in the abyss of his soul!”

 

As if to support Margo’s words, all the rocks started moving. The stones were rolling from everywhere. Some of them fell so close to our heroes that the vibrations almost thrown them out of the pentagram.

 

“Hold on! Do not come out of the line!” cried the witch. “Or nothing will save you!”

 

Lica with all her might tried to stay inside the pentagram.

 

But time after time it was more and more difficult.