The door burst open. Edward observed the room and what now stood in
its centre; a great beast of a man, a colossal figure of over seven feet tall
in heavy black clothes melted with mediaeval metal armour, and a horrendous skull for a face. Instead of hair, black fumes danced above his head and
extended itself out across the beast’s entire body. Its body and clothes merged
as if the being embodied smoke and non-existence itself, although Edward
could feel its presence as he stared down at this embodiment of hate, emitting the very essence of darkness and despair.
“Oh dear,” the man said as he panted for air. The beast fell forward, clearly weak, and shrunk to resemble his wards shape once more. The boy’s body
was normal again, but it tattered his uniform to pieces, revealing lacerated
wounds that covered his skin.
“No, Victor!” cried out Edward’s voice. “Everything shall be fine, sir.”
Kneeling, he held Victor’s head and placed it on his lap. The ward struggled
to say his name. The boy continued to fall in and out of consciousness.
Edward’s voice mumbled words that resembled English in mantra but
could not be deciphered by any man, let alone a boy. The language was entirely foreign to this world. Edward held him in his bloody arms, and as
he chanted, Victor’s wounds slowly closed on their own accord. As lucidity
slowly stumbled back to his ward, Edward heard the clinking of glass. The
image of a tall, dark-haired woman with a long cloak and large black grimoire
emerged at the door frame. The woman looked taken aback by Edward’s presence at the scene and coldly stared at the situation.
“I must take this boy to Eden. A presence like this cannot be allowed to
remain in the world unattended.”
“Wolflight,” Edward acknowledged. “It is up to the boy’s parents to make
that choice.”
“I’m sure Holmes wouldn’t mind a last-minute visit.”
Amidst his regrets and the blood of his ward upon his arms, Edward remembered things of his past; rage, power, blood, and fire. It felt as though he
was back on the battlefield once more, and the frail hand of justice stood unwavering and stubborn in the fray, strong in its purpose, and a solid reminder
of the promise he was to keep.
When Wolflight mentioned Eden, is that the world that Victor is going to spend his time in the story? Or is it a deadly plane of existence that punishes individuals like him for being beast? Either way Edward and Victors parents have a lot of explaining to do.
A dark fantasy where the lives of nine people meet in the midst of an interplanetary battle between wizards and alien deities set in the Edwardian Era.
Note: This story is an extended preview of the actual novel, "Warlocks & Sorceresses: The Timeless Grimoire". The original novel was completed and published in digital and paperback print edition in April 30, 2021.
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