Chapter 9
Desert Well
Gameknight999 woke up with a start. He was on his horse, the reins slipping from his hands. “Where- where am I?” He asked. “You fell asleep,” Harvester said. “I shook you awake.” “Hunter…” Gameknight said. “The Land Of Dreams…” Harvesters eyes widened. “You told us about that!” She said excitedly. Gameknight shook his head to try and clear some of the fogginess. “I went to the Land Of Dreams,” he said. “I saw my friend Hunter.” “Hmm.” Fletcher said, riding up next to them. “Well. That sounds very exciting, but we’re here. So, please can we get to the well now?” Gameknight looked up and saw that they were on a huge hill of sand, almost a mountain. There were three other mounds, all in a diamond pattern. The sides of the mountains were very steep on the way to the middle of the mountains. In fact, it looked like a asteroide had hit and left a huge crater and blew the sand up around it into hills. “Let’s go!” Harvester yelled, rearing her horse. And she charged down the hillside. After about fifteen minutes of riding, they reached the bottom. And Gameknight was standing in front of it.
The desert well. Right there, in front of him. They all hopped off their horses and stood in front it. Down in the crater, the sand was our silver like in the cave. “So…” Fletcher said. “Um, are you gonna read the code?”
“Oh, right.” Gameknight said. He took out the book and cleared his throat. He stared into the crystal blue water of the well. He wondered if it was from the river. He’d never seen such nice water in a well before.
“World of Wizards,” he began. Nothing happened. Except… was it just him, or did the air seem to have stilled? Thickened? “World of Warlocks.” Yep, definitely thickened.
“Bring me to the land of hope. Bring me to the land of misery.” A hum fill the air. “Where two blades meet the weapons of doom. Where the sun shines bright on fresh spilled blood. Where the Hero lies in watching wait. Where kings of old are mearly bait.
When the portal awakes a certain date
Life will be up to fate
And when the Hero comes through the gate
The Blood Sorcerer
The Panther
The Snake
The Shark
The Terrors
The Hawk
They will return
And the Prophecy will start
Or fall apart
Take me to death. Take me to life.
Take me to the OVERWORLD!!!!!”
Gameknight was screaming but wasn’t sure why. The ground was shaking. The air was screeching. And then the break.
A huge roar sent them to their knees. The horses reared and bolted, probably to end up in the savanna. The four people clambered up the rumbling hills and stood on the top. At first, Gameknight didn’t see it. What he did see was three savanna villages on each side except where they were facing the way they came. Villagers were pointing and screaming. Looking behind him, the well was spurting water every which way. As he watched, the roof crumbled and fell with a splash.
And then he saw it.
Right in front of them, a huge silver wall rose higher in the air than Gameknight thought possible. Absolutely thousands of blocks in the air, so high it blocked out the sky. But that’s impossible! He thought. The block limit-
The block limit. That’s not blocks! It- it’s-
“THE RIVER!!” Harvester screamed. “ITS BEEN FREED! RUN!”
The water hovered right above them as they turned to run. But it was to late. A moment later-
It was on them.