The story is ending, so this will be one of the last chapters. To fellow
band mates, the occurrences in the whole story will probably never happen
to me, basically because my reeds break all the time. Apologies to all
Geography nuts, because I know the following chapter is not physically
possible.
The Reed: Chapter 9
The first thing they felt when the wall collapsed was the heat... gushing through the hole in the form of a too-warm breeze, making certain members of the Fellowship dream of the air-conditioned taxi they had sat in just moments ago. The second thing that hit them was that beyond the wall was not darkness as they had expected, but rather the cavern was filled with a reddish glow that emanated from a river of lava-like liquid running the length of it, constantly spilling out into various pools of the same substance. Thirdly, they all could feel a sense of foreboding evil hanging over the place... and they shivered in fear.
"Jes, you take the Reeds. This is your mission. You know what to do," Joel said as he handed over the two identical mouthpieces.
'And they said no two oboe reeds were alike," Jeslyn thought, remembering the words of a fellow oboist as she received them.
Faintly, just faintly, she felt something tugging at the two small objects in her hand. The Fellowship as well as Corrine was silent for once. There was just something about this place that did not make them feel like talking.
"To the place from whence it came," Jeslyn whispered, clutching the Reeds and moving slowly towards one of the pools while the rest of the group looked on. Then, a look of resolution in her eyes, she flung the killers in the direction of the pool. Satisfied, she turned around to rejoin her friends, a hint of a smile on her face, when whatever thoughts of victory she might have had were shattered with one yell...
"JESLYN! LOOK OUT!"
She didn't even have time to turn. Something whizzed past her, and the next thing she knew Joel was on the ground, a Reed in each of his eyeballs. Wait a moment for the author to throw up over the keyboard. Oops, the monitor short-circuited.
"No...no... not Joel..." Blood was spattered all over the place. And then, the Reeds removed themselves from his eyes and lay innocently on the ground. But their damage was done.
"Jes... destroy...the Reeds..." Then, with one final gasp, the alumni flautist was gone.
"I can't... the Reeds don't want to be destroyed. They won't let themselves be destroyed... if I try to throw them in again they'll probably bounce back up and kill someone else..." Eyes averted from Joel, Jeslyn searched helplessly for some kind of answer to the problem. And she knew what she had to do.
"I'll have to go in. With the Reeds. It's the only way."
TO BE CONTINUED.
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The Reed: Chapter 9
The first thing they felt when the wall collapsed was the heat... gushing through the hole in the form of a too-warm breeze, making certain members of the Fellowship dream of the air-conditioned taxi they had sat in just moments ago. The second thing that hit them was that beyond the wall was not darkness as they had expected, but rather the cavern was filled with a reddish glow that emanated from a river of lava-like liquid running the length of it, constantly spilling out into various pools of the same substance. Thirdly, they all could feel a sense of foreboding evil hanging over the place... and they shivered in fear.
"Jes, you take the Reeds. This is your mission. You know what to do," Joel said as he handed over the two identical mouthpieces.
'And they said no two oboe reeds were alike," Jeslyn thought, remembering the words of a fellow oboist as she received them.
Faintly, just faintly, she felt something tugging at the two small objects in her hand. The Fellowship as well as Corrine was silent for once. There was just something about this place that did not make them feel like talking.
"To the place from whence it came," Jeslyn whispered, clutching the Reeds and moving slowly towards one of the pools while the rest of the group looked on. Then, a look of resolution in her eyes, she flung the killers in the direction of the pool. Satisfied, she turned around to rejoin her friends, a hint of a smile on her face, when whatever thoughts of victory she might have had were shattered with one yell...
"JESLYN! LOOK OUT!"
She didn't even have time to turn. Something whizzed past her, and the next thing she knew Joel was on the ground, a Reed in each of his eyeballs. Wait a moment for the author to throw up over the keyboard. Oops, the monitor short-circuited.
"No...no... not Joel..." Blood was spattered all over the place. And then, the Reeds removed themselves from his eyes and lay innocently on the ground. But their damage was done.
"Jes... destroy...the Reeds..." Then, with one final gasp, the alumni flautist was gone.
"I can't... the Reeds don't want to be destroyed. They won't let themselves be destroyed... if I try to throw them in again they'll probably bounce back up and kill someone else..." Eyes averted from Joel, Jeslyn searched helplessly for some kind of answer to the problem. And she knew what she had to do.
"I'll have to go in. With the Reeds. It's the only way."
TO BE CONTINUED.
What'd you think? Review please! Thanks.