The Ninth Gate, Prologue
Lirael closed her eyes, the pain rushed through her body. A tickling but burning sensation went through her hand, if felt as if her old hand was there. She opened her eyes and wished she would she it, but all she saw was the blood coated stub. Ellimere and Sabriel knelt down beside her as she laid on the ground. Sabriel stood up and started to think what to do, suddenly she decided to would need to use a master charter mark to stop the blood flow. She started to draw the charter signs, one by one she drew them it was so powerful it burned and to made the charter spell. It was very painful, but to be honest she though it would be so a major master charter mark. Finally the mark was done, Ellimere sighed with relief as Lirael screamed and the blood stopped flowing and her arm started to heal.
Sameth, Touchstone, Nicholas, Sanar and Ryelle stood back, watching as Sabriel drew the master charter mark. The smell of free magic was still it the air, it was vile and very nauseating. Sameth vomited as the acidic smell reached him, he reached for Touchstone's arm as he vomited again. His throat felt inflamed as the vomit kept coming, the taste is his mouth was sickening it tasted horrible. Sameth spat after the vomit stopped coming, trying to get the horrid taste out of his mouth. Nicholas rose slowly and told them of his tale and how the Disreputable Dog saved him, Lirael put her hand around her face as she heard of her Disreputable Dog; she wished she was back in the Clayr's library with the Disreputable Dog at her side.
"Are you ok?" Touchstone said patting Sameth on the back.
"Yeah...just about," Sameth looked up and turned towards Nicholas. "Nick!"
"Sam." Nick said in response and he knelt down beside Sam, avoiding the vomit soiling the ground.
"We have to move, it will not be long before the Dead will come." Sabriel said half sighing.
Lirael stood up and covered her stub with her other arm, Ellimere drew close and gave her an embrace.
"My father's bells are broken!" Sabriel looked down at the bandolier, wishing that her father was alive he would know what to do...
Lirael closed her eyes, the pain rushed through her body. A tickling but burning sensation went through her hand, if felt as if her old hand was there. She opened her eyes and wished she would she it, but all she saw was the blood coated stub. Ellimere and Sabriel knelt down beside her as she laid on the ground. Sabriel stood up and started to think what to do, suddenly she decided to would need to use a master charter mark to stop the blood flow. She started to draw the charter signs, one by one she drew them it was so powerful it burned and to made the charter spell. It was very painful, but to be honest she though it would be so a major master charter mark. Finally the mark was done, Ellimere sighed with relief as Lirael screamed and the blood stopped flowing and her arm started to heal.
Sameth, Touchstone, Nicholas, Sanar and Ryelle stood back, watching as Sabriel drew the master charter mark. The smell of free magic was still it the air, it was vile and very nauseating. Sameth vomited as the acidic smell reached him, he reached for Touchstone's arm as he vomited again. His throat felt inflamed as the vomit kept coming, the taste is his mouth was sickening it tasted horrible. Sameth spat after the vomit stopped coming, trying to get the horrid taste out of his mouth. Nicholas rose slowly and told them of his tale and how the Disreputable Dog saved him, Lirael put her hand around her face as she heard of her Disreputable Dog; she wished she was back in the Clayr's library with the Disreputable Dog at her side.
"Are you ok?" Touchstone said patting Sameth on the back.
"Yeah...just about," Sameth looked up and turned towards Nicholas. "Nick!"
"Sam." Nick said in response and he knelt down beside Sam, avoiding the vomit soiling the ground.
"We have to move, it will not be long before the Dead will come." Sabriel said half sighing.
Lirael stood up and covered her stub with her other arm, Ellimere drew close and gave her an embrace.
"My father's bells are broken!" Sabriel looked down at the bandolier, wishing that her father was alive he would know what to do...