The Second Prophecy (Part 1 of the Dragdani Prophecies) Read Online Free PDF Page B

when I was alone in this
place, and I never would’ve made it through history class without
them all.”
    “ Fine, but I
will never trust it, never as long as I live,” said the old
Wizard.
    “ For your
information,” said Salonuith, sounding clearly upset, “I am not,
nor have I ever been. The one of which you speak, so I would
appreciate it if you never address me as he ever again.”
    “ We
should move on,” said Delsani, ignoring
the last remark made by that statuette. And on they went. The
passageway curved off to the left, and then they came to yet three
more doors. Delsani and John walked toward the middle door, closely
followed by Helen. Delsani opened door and waited until John and
Helen were through. Then they began to walk down yet another long
dark corridor. Helen noticed that there was only one torch, which
was floating just in front of them. It seemed dimmer then the
others she had seen. They could only see about five paces ahead.
But with every pace they took. The light moved forward as the torch
led them all the way. This did not seem to bother Delsani or John,
so Helen said nothing of it.
    The corridor
bent round to the right. Then they passed on through a door again
on the right. The torch did not follow them through the door, as
that place was well lit. They walked straight then turned left and
did not go far before they came to another set of double doors.
These doors were very large and were also made of stone, but
instead of being grey. They were blue. On the left door, there was
an eight-point star, which was one of the most common signs of the
Elves. On the right door was also an illustration of a full moon, a
common sign of the Wizards.
    Sometimes
these signs were placed together as a symbol of their friendship.
There was also a thick stone arch above the doors and on it; it had
letters, which were in the Wizard and Elven languages that
read:
     
    Speak the name of the council member you
know. And the doors will tell if you are friend or foe.
     
    Delsani took
out his wand, stepped toward the doors and tapped the wand on the
moon door. “Jaucal,” he said in a foreboding voice, naming the
Grand Wizard, the head of the Wizard Councils. Nothing happened at
first, though when he pointed at the doors with his right index
finger. They began to open slowly.
    Helen could
have sworn that she felt the floor beneath her feet shake, though
she could not tell for sure.
    “ Helen,
you’ll have to stay out here,” said John.
    “ Why?” the
woman asked, disappointed.
    “ The only ones allowed in the
Council Chamber during a meeting have to have a special
invitation,” said John.
    “ And as you
decided to come at the last moment, the doors will not admit you,”
said Delsani. “I am sorry”
    John took his
wand out of his back trouser pocket. He pointed it at one of the
many chairs in the Council Chamber.
    “ What are you
doing?” asked Delsani.
    “ I’m getting
Helen a chair,” answered John.
    “ You don’t
need your wand for that John,” said Delsani, suddenly snatching it
from him. “You’re a Wizard-Elf, which means you can use your mind
if you concentrate hard enough.”
    “ Try it,”
said Helen enthusiastically.
    John looked at the chair, held out his right
hand toward it and in his mind he pictured the chair moving from
where it was to the wall beside him. But nothing happened.
    “ You’re not
concentrating hard enough,” said Delsani.
    John
concentrated harder, and this time with more than just the picture
in his mind. Seopten, he thought, which is the word for chair or seat
in the Wizard language. The chair vanished from the table it once
inhabited and reappeared in front of the wall as he had
commanded.
    They could
hear raised voices coming from within the chamber beyond; it was
two of the leaders of the other races. “The chair disappeared,”
said one.
    “ Yes, it was
there, but now it’s gone,” said another.
    They both
sounded very agitated.
    Suddenly John
felt a