Neverwylde (The Rim of the World Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

“Wait a minute.” Mellori shook his head. “I don’t understand. You said Hoov told you its name and that this place is called Ganj?” He glanced at Kyber. “You could speak its language?”
                “That’s where this story gets bizarre,” Kelen told them. “Hoov is wearing a translator.”
                “What?”
                She touched her neck to show the location. “It’s wearing a translator it says it got from a species it calls Adajuss. But the Adajuss aren’t from here. They’re from our universe.”
                The shocked expressions on their faces had to match the one she’d worn not too long ago.
                Kyber continued, “The Adajuss are from my galaxy. Apparently they also landed here. Or crashed. Either way, Hoov says they are gone. We think the survivors died.”
                A sound behind them alerted them to someone coming down the tunnel. Jules appeared and joined them.
                “I’ve got more questions than answers. I hope Hoov can give us more information about this place. But I did discover one interesting little tidbit.” The man grinned and held up his tablet. “What do you see?”
                They studied the picture displayed on the screen. “It’s more of those glyphs,” Sandow said. He peered closer, squinting. “Am I missing something?”
                “Look specifically at the carvings,” the ex-navigator insisted with a grin.
                Kyber shook his head. “I cannot read them. Dox told us they were not the same sort of glyphs we found at the other…” The Seneecian paused in mid-sentence.
                Kelen looked over at him and noticed an odd frown on his face. She quickly turned back to the tablet. Before she could ask him what had caught his attention, Kyber reached out and placed a finger on the screen. “That’s Corucian.”
                “What’s Corucian?” she asked.
                “That carving inscribed on the wall. That one is not a glyph. It is a word.”
                Jules nodded excitedly. “Can you read it?”
                Kyber peered closer. “It says…danger.”
                Kelen gasped. “Danger?”
                “Jules, did you find any more of these types of symbols?” Kyber asked.
                “Yeah. And get this. They’re all over the walls, but you have to look carefully to find them. They’re mixed in with the pictographs.”
                “How did you first notice them?” Sandow inquired.
                “I was taking random shots. I thought Dox might have a chance to translate them. Or maybe we could get Hoov to translate them for us. That’s when I realized they look completely different from the glyphs. I mean, Dox already told us these glyphs were different from the ones at the other temple, but they still look similar to us. But these scratchings, they’re nothing like those pictographs.”
                “Show me more of them,” Kyber demanded.
                Jules handed over the tablet. “Here. Scroll through them yourself.”
                Kelen watched as the Seneecian took the tablet and began checking the various pictures. “Kyber, you never told us what Corucian is. Is it a language? A species? A planet?”
                “It is all three. Corucia is located in the Bahbah Heedra system, between Seneecia and Adajuss. Corucia is a major trade hub for our region of the galaxy.”
                “Which means that language is used for most of the dealings that go on, right?” Jules inquired.
                “Yes.” Kyber pointed to the screen. “Here is another word. Traitor.”
                Kleesod glanced over Kyber’s shoulder. “Those are definitely Corucian.”