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

long thick piece of
material which was tightly wrapped around that part of the shaft.
It was torn. Half way down. The shaft was badly cracked, which was
the result of the unfortunate accident that almost had taken the
life of the young Wizard. The accident happened at the race during
Dragdani’s fourth year at college. It was the second year he had
raced, as young Wizards and Witches were only allowed to enter the
broomstick races in their third year.
    All
broomsticks were fitted with safety bars. These were metal strips
strengthened with magic to ensure the safety of the rider. In the
event of a crash, the safety bar would detect it and a large bubble
would surround the rider and give them a softer landing. However,
the safety bar could not protect the rider if they were to fall
off. The bars ran down the shafts of the brooms then split into
finer pieces which were mixed amongst the twig bristles.
    Those were
not Dragdani’s only possessions on display. There were many of his
things, even the necklace piece which they had seen his double
wearing only minutes before. His spell book was probably the most
famous of all of his possessions, for written somewhere in its
pages was the spell that defeated the Dark Wizard, Salith, though
none knew what it was. The Wizard-Elf had put protection spells on
the book to prevent it ever being opened by anyone but
him.
    They walked
on, and when they got to the end of the hall there were three
doors. They took the one to the left. The runes on it moved and
changed into two separate words that both said WELCOME. The top one
was the Wizard language, and the bottom one was in
English:
     
    Hiwol
    Welcome
     
    Then the door
opened by itself.
    They walked
through the doorway. At first the room was black, though suddenly
there was a bright light. There were no torches or candles or
anything that would usually emit such a strong illumination. And
although the light was strong, Helen could still see no walls,
which intrigued her more than anything else. At first, all that
could be seen were wooden doors. The doors were numbered and
floating around the room on small pieces of what looked like thick
mist or cloud. Most of the doors were brown, but not all, for there
were red, grey, blue, and even green doors as well. To their right
there were two bright stone staircases. They were twisting and
coiling around each other, going up as far as the eye could see.
Well, as far as Delsani and Helen’s could see. Up the steps went,
around and around like two giant snakes. At the bottom of both
staircases, on either side, were posts bearing the image of
Dragdani’s Dragon carved into white stone.
    “ What is this
place?” asked Helen.
    “ This is one
of the three vault rooms,” replied Delsani. “The vault door moves
about each of the rooms, floating around with the dimensional
doors, and the only ones who know which vault room it is in are the
Grand Wizard and the other members of the Council.”
    “ And what are
dimensional doors?” asked Helen, now totally baffled.
    “ Remember
when I said that dimensional windows show us worlds that are very
like our own? Well. These are dimensional doors that allow access
to other worlds that in almost every case are so alien that it can
take years to learn how to talk to the people who live there. But
be careful not to open a door that leads to a demon
dimension.”
    “ How do you
know the difference between them?” asked Helen.
    “ Usually you
can hear screaming coming from the demon doors,” replied John
mordantly.
    “ Why didn’t
you tell me about this John?” asked Helen, who sounded excited with
the idea but also disappointed that she had not known about it
before.
    “ If you
remember, you didn’t want to know too much about Dorminya. You
wanted to use your imagination for your books or I would have told
you everything,” replied John defensively.
    “ Well, now I want to know
everything,” said Helen, very intrigued by all she