Excerpt from The Verses of Ely-Anor

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The thing below the cowl came towards him, and the sounds of feet sloshing through water came nearer. It stood over him in a few steps, and then one hand came from beneath the long sleeved robe and grabbed the top part of his head.

It smiled at him with a mouth that appeared in the glassy, faceless orb.

The crystalline thing laughed a sound that was a shadow of shattered glass.

Hesson gaped at it, blood and drool ran down his chin.

The crystal thing grabbed Hesson by the top of his head, for it was easily two feet taller than he. Hesson did not bother to fight it, he just let the thing glide him across the polished hard wood floor. The living room windows shook slightly, the white and pink draperies moved in the wind.

With one swoop of its other arm, it lifted the glowing amber rod into its swirling crystal hand. The thing drug him across the day room where less than an hour ago he had been pleasantly watching golf, and slammed him head first through the swinging kitchen door.

Hesson skittered across the white linoleum, leaving long trails of blood across the floor which marked where he slid. He crashed into the kitchen table, the small table meant for two to eat at, and turned as his back nailed the white wicker chair. The kitchen itself was both long and wide, everything in it perfectly matching white, down to the last dish. The dimming light and his buzzing head gave the room a sickly yellow glow.

Hesson thought of attacking the man-thing, but could hardly move. The pain in his head pulsed with sharp explosions followed by dull aches, and even the slightest move sent fiery sparks up his spine. He gave a throaty cough. The moving, faceless glass regarded him, its shining orb turned upwards, curious. Like a dog would be. Hesson looked away from the swirling orbed face and dry heaved into the cool linoleum.