Three
years after leaving Mining Guild Headquarters on Aolani, Wil and
Matilda find themselves on the isolated planet of Iyundo. they
followed Wil's psychotic son, John Riley, who is on a quest to
release an imprisoned Kahlea.
The
Kahlea, a beast so powerful, it can kill with its mind, has called to
John, demanding that he come and release it from his prison. John
leads his father to Iyundo, escaping from his clutches at the last
possible moment.
On
the long deserted planet in deep, forgotten space, Wil and Matilda
watch as their quarry sets the controls on an ancient transport
device and disappears into the vastness of space. With a little help
from their friends, Wil & Matilda follow him to a place from myth
and legend—Shakazhan!
Excerpt
from Shakazhan
- Lone Wolf Book 2
The
cavern they entered dwarfed the other one. The ships inside were
enormous. Flotilla and Hannibal could fit in there easily with room
to spare. The design was unlike anything Wil had ever seen. The ships
were shaped like horizontal teardrops, the narrow end foremost and
the full end aft. The colors ranged from dull gray to a lustrous
blue. The hulls shifted color as they walked by, particularly if Wil
and Matilda spoke or touched them.
Wil
laid his hand on one. It throbbed like a gigantic heart. To their
right, a green light flashed rapidly, accompanied with odd, piercing,
urgent sounds. The High Elder motioned them to follow. It took
several minutes, but soon they were close enough to see blue and red
and amber yellow had joined the display.
"Wil,
I think it's singing to us! Listen!" Matilda approached,
mesmerized.
The ship was a deep, rich peacock blue. Larger than those below, it dwarfed any ship Wil had seen. Even the huge Guild ore transports weren't this big. He felt like an ant in comparison.
The ship was a deep, rich peacock blue. Larger than those below, it dwarfed any ship Wil had seen. Even the huge Guild ore transports weren't this big. He felt like an ant in comparison.
Reaching
up to the ship, Matilda's hand smoothed the side. "It is
singing!"
The tune changed when she touched it. Removing her hand, she heard the sounds modulate yet again. She stroked the hull of the ship, the colors shifted, altered and realigned themselves following the movement of her hand. A contented purr vibrated under her palm.
The tune changed when she touched it. Removing her hand, she heard the sounds modulate yet again. She stroked the hull of the ship, the colors shifted, altered and realigned themselves following the movement of her hand. A contented purr vibrated under her palm.
"Wil,
it's alive! Feel it!"
She
grabbed his hand before he could pull away. Their two left hands
brushed the hull together, hers atop his. The skin of the ship glowed
a vibrant red, changing gradually to orange, flickered to dark
yellow, settling to blue again.
Wil
laid both his hands beside each other, leaning against the ship,
placing his cheek to the side. As he moved back from it, the imprint
of the outline of his face and hands remained for a moment, gradually
receding.
"By
God, Matilda, you're right!"
The
smiles of Felix and the High Elder confirmed their suspicions.
"I've
heard legends of ships like this, but never expected to see one! This
is incredible!"
Grabbing
Matilda's hand, Wil dragged her around the side of the ship, looking
for an opening. About twenty feet from the point, a doorway appeared
where none had been before. Steps descended, the ship molding them
from its skin, forming depressions for their feet. They entered
excitedly. Moments later, Felix, The High Elder and Aisulov joined
them.
The sight greeting their eyes was one they hardly expected. The inside was ultra high tech, the instrumentation so advanced, they could only imagine what most of it was. The consoles had an Art Nouveau feel, with flowing lines and organic shapes. Here too, the colors melded and shifted.
The sight greeting their eyes was one they hardly expected. The inside was ultra high tech, the instrumentation so advanced, they could only imagine what most of it was. The consoles had an Art Nouveau feel, with flowing lines and organic shapes. Here too, the colors melded and shifted.
"She's
beautiful!" Matilda's eyes glowed happily as she walked around.
©
2014 Dellani Oakes
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