Novel & Cerita Black Mambo Glass Animals

My fingers laced with Luci’s as we walked into a large dome area. Large cages of animals and creatures I had never seen sat in each cell. Some were downright scary, with large teeth and eyes that glowed in the dark. Dark colors donned their skin with signs that hung on the cages that said, ‘do not touch.’ One cage held a large horse-like creature, but instead of four legs, it only had two and a large tail replacing the hind legs. “Look, Luci! It’s a merhorse!” I giggled as its nose came closer to the cage. I nuzzled it and cooed at the bright yellow animal with hints of scales on its body.

"Greetings, is everything ready?" "Yes sir we have arranged everything." "Thank you Meela." he said to the man who quickly left. "Wow Zuri uncle. This house is really nice." she said as they headed inside "Is it?" "Yes uncle, i love it!" "Well thank you Sham.Come have seat in here i will be right back." With that Shamma entered the well furnished room. It looked rather strange, there was more to it than meets the eye. She roamed around until her eye settled on a very strange sight. A diamond in an empty glass bottle at the far end of the room, stranglely floating in the air. She stared for a while but as she attempted to get closer Zuri came in

She jumped up when she saw me. "Yo man what the fuck, you have to tell me when people are coming in here." She said gathering her pencils and shoving them under a pillow. I knew instantly that the art supplies had to be contraband. My eyes widened, I had never be seen real contraband in person. She most definitely was not assigned those tools, so how did she get them? "Relax Vixen." Fox said then gestured to me. "This is our newest, Bambi."

She extended it and tapped Zinjo on the chest, “Hey check out what's in the cage.” Zinjo put the spyglass up to his eye, and peered down at the cage, “What is that? Another hybrid?” Within the cage were a simple black and yellow rabbit with a longhorn protruding out of its head. The guards stood at least five feet away from the cage. Were they afraid of the minuscule ball of fluff? “Have you seen one of those before?” Zinjo shook his head, “It is an animal unknown to me. Perhaps it is the divine beast the ghost of Tiberius spoke of ?”

Silence again. Did everyone just decide to go MIA? I turned on the lights to get a better view. I gasped as I took in the view before me. There were pieces of broken glass on the floor and my mother’s favourite figurine had also been smashed. My breath almost stopped when I saw something that looked like blood on some pieces of the glasses. Did we get attacked by rogue wolves?

I’d only lend my help if she needed it. “You’re right, my power alone can’t hold you, but ours can.” Just then, ice clashed with fire, forming a ball of glass that looked like crystal around Morana. She watched in horror, looking at her daughter with betrayal in her eyes. She shrieked and slammed her black magic toward Kamari and the auburn wolf. The black magic pulsed around the glass containing Morana but stayed within the glass ball. She screamed as she pushed her magic into the two merged powers, pushing with all she had. The wolf and Kamari grunted against the magic but held firm.

As teenagers in Almanac Academy, they all had speculated about the origins of that meat and the current consensus was a stray cat or a brave rat, since that street food was way too inexpensive to be made of beef, pork or chicken. In the previous years Ada had purchased a chess set made of obsidian and white marble, intricate wooden vases, tiny beautiful glass decorations… Conveniently booth #9 should be in the art section, so it was their second destination after indulging in some pirojki with cold salty yogurt drinks.

There were crates and so forth to be sure, but they were all broken and empty and carelessly discarded. In the center were dozens of large glass tubes hooked up with all sorts of random paraphernalia which Shamira couldn't recognize. Science had never been her strong suit, but science fiction was a little more up her alley. They looked like weird stasis pods or something similarly cheesy. They contained murky bluish fluid that resisted both her normal and Shadow Sight, the latter of which made her nervous.

She felt very small. Up ahead, she saw a house. But it did not look like a normal house. It was not made of wood. It was not made of bricks. It was made of black glass. The glass was dark and shiny. The house looked like a giant box of shadows sitting on the cliff. There were no trees around it. There were no flowers. There was only the black glass and the gray sky. People called this house "The Obsidian." It was a very expensive and a very scary place.

Alec commented with a wide smile on his face. “Yes. Mommy and me watch lion king all the time.” Aspen answered without taking her eyes from the lion. “But where are Simba and Scar? And Timon and Pumba?” “They are probably around here somewhere.” I answered, “Maybe they are shy and don’t want to come out.” “Oh, okay.” We passed flamingos, tigers, wolves—even a small reptile house where Aspen made us all jump by shrieking at a snake that moved suddenly. After that, we walked past a row of game booths and stalls filled with candy and stuffed animals. Aspen gasped at the sight of pink, fluffy cotton candy and tugged on Alec’s sleeve.