The spirit-stone

Gao Ling smiled as he pushed the gondola down the narrow underground river towards the mouth of the cave.  He had been so very wise to hide the spirit-stone during the battle; now that he had retrieved it, he could use it to become very prosperous indeed.

He stumbled backwards as the vessel was rocked violently by the sudden emergence of a gigantic man who shot out of the murky water.  Steadying himself, Gao rubbed his eyes and peered into the gloom.

Wet bearded man

Photo Source: Spyros Christopoulos

His beard dripping ichor, the man’s eyes smouldered as he addressed Gao in a voice that sent shivers down his spine.

“Relinquish the stone, or die.”

“N..n.never!” Gao rasped, his voice barely a whisper.

Gao raised his left arm, palm upwards.  Three hooded wraiths appeared beside the boat.

Three hooded wraiths

Photo Source: Tumblr

The man’s eyes flicked over the spectres, then back to meet Gao’s frightened stare.

The man smiled.  “Fool.”


About TheImaginator

35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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4 Responses to The spirit-stone

  1. Love the way each new image slammed into place

  2. sjp says:

    The plot thickens, love that last line 😉

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