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Carcass and Mallet (a John Dee tale)
Carcass and Mallet (a John Dee tale)
Carcass and Mallet (a John Dee tale)
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Carcass and Mallet (a John Dee tale)

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In 643 A.D. the armies of Islam have spread across Persia, bringing faith and flame. Seeking vengeance for the betrayal of his king and his men, a Persian officer hunts after a treacherous sorcerer only to discover his target might hold the potential to thwart the much larger enemy.

Sorcery and antiquity collide as warrior and mage seek aid from the far past of Persia's might.

To draw upon that aid, however, first the game of kings must be played and won. The game is chogan, where the mallet holds sway and a goat carcass is in play.

"Carcass and Mallet" is a novelette of 15,000 words. This and 15 other dark fantasy and horror tales involving the John Dee character are available in the collection, "Sands of Time."

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTy Johnston
Release dateJun 29, 2012
ISBN9781476032429
Carcass and Mallet (a John Dee tale)
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Ty Johnston

Originally from Kentucky, Ty Johnston is a former newspaper journalist. He lives in North Carolina with loving memories of his late wife.Blog: tyjohnston.blogspot.com

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    Carcass and Mallet (a John Dee tale) - Ty Johnston

    Carcass and Mallet

    a John Dee tale

    by Ty Johnston

    a Monumental Works Group author

    Copyright 2012 by L. M. Press

    visit the author’s website: tyjohnston.blogspot.com

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    Persia

    643 A.D.

    The black creature sprang from the loose desert soil leaving a hole where it had risen, but Thuxra’s Persian reflexes were quick. He slashed out with his curved knife, slicing into the monster’s throat to splash hot blood the color of wine beneath the baking sun.

    Another monster clawed its way out of the dirt. Thuxra twisted the reins in his hand to turn his stallion to one side so he would have a straight blow at the new threat, but his horse was fearful in its steps. The latest terror, with skin the shade of starless night, jumped up and reached for the rider. Thuxra could do naught but pummel with the end of his blade’s hilt at the gnashing thing beneath him, dirty claws and pointed teeth finding a home in his leather saddle and his steed’s ribs.

    More blood splashed, this from the wounded horse. The animal screamed like a dying rabbit and skipped to one side in an attempt to free itself from its tormentor. Thuxra turned the knife in his hand and stabbed down to one side, the blade sinking to the hilt in one of his dark attacker’s eye sockets.

    The bronze-skinned warrior had only a moment to be thankful he was not wounded and still in his saddle when more of the desert floor erupted beneath his riding beast. Dirt and dust shot into the air followed by howls from two more of the black djinn. Muscled arms tipped with razor-like talons launched from below to grab at the legs of the stallion.

    Thuxra yanked on the reins once more in hopes of swerving his ride away, but it was little use. The demons’ claws raked across the legs and into the belly of the horse, causing the animal to shriek once more.

    Then the thrashing steed was going down, pulled into the depths of the sand by the mighty talons that had attached themselves to it.

    Thuxra knew he had little choice but to leave his animal companion behind. He grabbed the sword strapped behind him atop saddle bags and dove to one side, rolling away from the dying horse and its tormentors. He came up on one knee, the knife discarded but his lengthy sword now outstretched in both hands.

    The horse disappeared, pulled down into whatever netherworld waited below the ground. Along with the terrified beast went the arms and claws and scaly faces of the black demons.

    Thuxra waited, catching his breath while his sword was still outstretched. Would the monsters return?

    Long seconds passed. Thuxra jumped to his feet and retrieved his knife, returning it to its home on his belt. All the while he kept his sword in one hand and his eyes on the dimpled spot in the dirt road where he had lost his steed.

    Still the black fiends did not return. Perhaps they were satisfied with his horse. The Persian did not believe this. He had run across the demons, djinn, or whatever those terrors had been, not by accident.

    His prey had set them upon him.

    He pounced upon a sizable rock to one side of the road. Surely those brutes could not tear through solid stone to grab at him. He scanned the lands, specifically to the East, the direction he had been traveling. There was little to be seen West and South but the orange and brown of desert. Far to the North a line of azure stretched across the horizon. To the East, however, a strip of road blotted his view, the trail winding through and over the rough sands.

    But no sign of the man against whom he sought vengeance.

    Thuxra glanced down at himself. His only belongings in the world were now what he

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