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"The Walls Between the Worlds III - Vendigor"
3/2/2012
I.
On the trip up from Manhattan, Unicorn and Jocelyn had started off stiffly formal but had soon warmed up to each other. Ashley Whitaker was so chatty and genuinely interested in people that Jocelyn responded to her questions about Australia with a candor she had not shown before. Behind the wheel of the rented Ford van, Jeremy Bane relaxed a tiny bit. If they had not gotten along, the mission would have been more difficult than it already was.
The last two weeks had been excrutiating for Bane. He was impatient and restless at best, and spending long days searching through Kenneth Dred's letters and notes and journals for possible clues went against his basic nature. It was maddening that they had so little to go on. In his head, he went over the basic problem as he had a thousand times. Three enigmatic beings from the Darthan Age had turned up in the summer of 1957. Ugamesh, Azalin and Vendigor. They were powerful but almost nothing was known about them. Mark Drum had apparently managed to imprison all three beings in different spots shortly before he himself was killed. There was a prophecy that when "the Three Sleepers joined hands, the Walls Between the Worlds would come down." This was interpreted as meaning a virtual apocalypse as the armies and creatures from the adjacent realms would be able to enter the real world...
"Hey, Jocelyn, let me ask you something," Unicorn said, turning around in the passenger seat to face the Aborigine girl in the back. "Did you ever hear that Australia used to have a huge inland sea?"
( the rest of the story )
3/2/2012
I.
On the trip up from Manhattan, Unicorn and Jocelyn had started off stiffly formal but had soon warmed up to each other. Ashley Whitaker was so chatty and genuinely interested in people that Jocelyn responded to her questions about Australia with a candor she had not shown before. Behind the wheel of the rented Ford van, Jeremy Bane relaxed a tiny bit. If they had not gotten along, the mission would have been more difficult than it already was.
The last two weeks had been excrutiating for Bane. He was impatient and restless at best, and spending long days searching through Kenneth Dred's letters and notes and journals for possible clues went against his basic nature. It was maddening that they had so little to go on. In his head, he went over the basic problem as he had a thousand times. Three enigmatic beings from the Darthan Age had turned up in the summer of 1957. Ugamesh, Azalin and Vendigor. They were powerful but almost nothing was known about them. Mark Drum had apparently managed to imprison all three beings in different spots shortly before he himself was killed. There was a prophecy that when "the Three Sleepers joined hands, the Walls Between the Worlds would come down." This was interpreted as meaning a virtual apocalypse as the armies and creatures from the adjacent realms would be able to enter the real world...
"Hey, Jocelyn, let me ask you something," Unicorn said, turning around in the passenger seat to face the Aborigine girl in the back. "Did you ever hear that Australia used to have a huge inland sea?"
( the rest of the story )
