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 Looking at the shaft of light before you it is hard to believe there can be any real danger here. After adjusting your equipment you start forward and carefully step over the beam. It is only then that you realise the thin line of blue light is but the first of a lattice-work of beams, criss-crossing the passage ahead like an impossibly thin spider's web. Before you can step back your boot contacts another of the streams of light and the true nature of this obstacle is revealed.
The instant your foot touches the light the leather of your boot erupts in an incandescent fire. Quickly the flame spreads up the cloth of your pants and then to your tunic, where it takes a vicious hold. Your attempts to put it out are futile, the blue conflagration attacking you as if it has a will of its own. About you the flame swirls, searching out your flesh as it envelops you in its destructive energies. Within the measure of five heartbeats you are totally consumed by the magical flame, only your scorched skeletal remains left to tumble chaotically down the steep steps behind you. Here your journey ends, but despair not for success may still be yours in a latter life.
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This book, and its associated books and other documents in the Chronicles of Arborell series are the intellectual property of the author, Wayne F Densley, and all rights are reserved by him. Windhammer is best viewed at 1024 x 768 resolution. Any questions regarding the Chronicles of Arborell can be answered by emailing the author at densleyw@shoal.net.au
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