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Every time she leaped, she marveled at the expansive undercaves. Colorful rocks protruded from all areas, providing a faint blue light. The mines could be made into a city, but they reserved its purpose for catarelia ore. Still, the spacious underground was safer than the world above. Osois was a dangerous planet. Its people, the Lenur were careful not to venture from the Empire.
This was because of the Mori. They were soil-dwelling creatures that lived underneath unsought virgin lands. The soil was their home, breathing underground, sniffing, devouring any trespasser that awoke them. While some stood as tall as towers, their average size competed against the mountains. And once a Mori was disturbed from her slumber, they could not stop the beast.
Avalon landed on the last floor, noticing how little room she had to breathe. Ahead was a narrow passageway, crammed with light. She went to see what it contained, all while she could not soften the goosebumps on her arms. This was because they mined the undercaves despite the danger of the Mori. Emperor Verus risked such an encounter because his people needed catarelias. They were living rocks that offered their greatest necessity to survive. She stopped at the well-lit room, it was no Helix. Tiny catarelias were recently planted in rows covering the ground, walls, and ceiling. They were the kind that steered the darkness from homes and elegant halls.
Avalon wiped her left eyebrow as blood was still oozing from it. She turned back and found a boy blocking the way out. Swirling around his gold-colored eyes was amber and citrine dust. Like catarelias, Lenurs had features that made them one with the planet. This kind depended on their eye color, but it contained gem, diamonds, or metal dust that whirled around their irises. It was the only thing that made them stand out from one another. This was because Lenurs were pale-faced, with dark eyebrows and with hair that only carried hues of dark grey to white.
"Raiyne," Avalon said after the boy did not greet her. "Where are the miners and craftworkers?"
"Everyone is attending the wedding."
"I see." It wasn't that Avalon forgot. She didn't want to think such an occasion would bring everyone out of the undercaves.
The boy guided her back to a smaller, darker passageway. Avalon missed it, distracted by the light in the room. It relieved her the boy decided to meet her, not questioning what he probably heard along the way. Since she didn't hope to find the Helix on her own, the boy's sensitive nose could improve her chances. She knew this because Raiyne often left the Empire in search of rare catarelias.
"A scholar once told me the sky kingdoms were made of pure Helixes." The boy glanced at her. "Is it true?"
"Scholars shouldn't be saying such things."
The studious teachers of the Empire were losing control, subdued to silence by the Advisors who forced them to close their libraries, and only teach how the Empire came to be. It made her wonder how the boy got a scholar to speak. Ahead were many narrow tunnels that led to many channels. But the further they went, the harder it was to breathe. They had to slow down and not push themselves if they wished to find it.
"I'll be honest, Raiyne." Avalon studied the boy's black cloak. It was the same garment he took to the battlefield. "I didn't think you would help me."
The boy didn't explain because his nose needed to concentrate. Since his eyesight was better in the dark, he looked at her red tunic. It had been ripped, torn by the person she murdered.
"It looks like a dead-end." The airflow stopped, and her lungs were struggling to breathe.
But Raiyne didn't mind her, he continued, forcing her to follow. Just ahead was a faint blue light emitting from the ground. It came from a crystalline rock, compressed by the atoms that formed its oval shape. It lifted from the ground, sensing other life forms. Below were white roots that secured it. Catarelias were called living rocks over obvious reasons, they could move. But Helixes were unique, they could create floating kingdoms, and defend them at will.
"They might kill you after this." She stood by the boy to marvel at the Helix.
"Aren't you scared?"
"You beast-folk can be foolish." She rubbed his hair, his silver tones were lighter than her own. Her attention moved back to the Helix. She held her breath and kneeled before it. Her hands slowly moved towards one of the roots. "Hello there."
The root jerked back and slapped her hand. Blue light transitioned to red. The color was universal for all catarelias.
It was angry.
"My name is Aveyonari Sames," Avalon said. "My ancestors were once your masters."
The Helix turned a light blue with red lining the smooth oval shape. It heard her, but it was not sure if she was telling the truth. Avalon placed her hand on the soil, allowing the fuzzy end of the root to approach her. It curled around her index finger, slipping through her garments until it found her neck. The fuzz was made of tiny fibers, but once spread apart, it revealed a sharp needle. It sunk into her skin, piercing her cervical spine. Avalon winced, holding the uncomfortable intrusion and throbs because it was opening her Ascending realm. It drank her memories. Most of them were painful ones. After a pint of blood, it unlatched and left a stream to run down her neck. The other roots freed their hold on the soil, causing the crystallized rock to saturate into a darker shade. The pact was made, but the Helix was not ready. It needed to taste the atmosphere before it could invite her inside.
"This place leads to the fourth tower," said Raiyne, looking up at the long tube the workers carved. "Be there when it surfaces."
Avalon ruffled the boy's hair once more. "Thank you."
Raiyne didn't nod or say, "you're welcome," instead, he focused on their aim. "The shortest route to the fourth tower is fifty floors from here. Once you get out, I will stay to open the platform."
They left the narrow tunnels and inhaled the rich air. Before Avalon could count the floors. The boy leaped ahead. He could have transformed and guided his crystalized wings, but he used his legs instead. Avalon followed, smiling all the same. In her eyes, everyone in the Empire was her enemy. They met during a campaign against Tal'ed. It was an ordinary day when the foot soldiers and generals turned their backs against her, since that was how the Advisors worked. As soon as the first ally struck her, she didn't care
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- Publication Date : December 7, 2015
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- Publisher : OBSIDIAN PRESS; 2nd Edition (December 7, 2015)
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