Quicksand Novelas e Histórias

"Epicenter is five miles beneath the Sahara! My God... the entire tectonic plate is shifting upward!" [The Breach] In the heart of the Sahara, a massive, six-mile-wide vortex of sand violently took shape. Hundreds of millions of tons of golden sand poured madly into the underground void. A split second later, a blinding, apocalyptic beam of dark violet light shot up from the abyss, instantly tearing through the cloudless sky! Accompanied by a deafening, metallic roar, a colossal leviathan slowly rose from the earth.

It was the sound of a billion tiny fractures, the music of a world being turned into glass. ​We continued our descent for what felt like days, though time had little meaning in the dark. The obsidian tunnels eventually gave way to a strange, translucent grit. The floor was no longer solid stone but a deep bed of violet sand that shifted and groaned under our weight. It was pulverized glass, the remains of the Eastern mountain ranges that had been ground down by centuries of magical storms.

The solid ground beneath my feet began to fall apart and melt, turning into a bottomless pit of cold, bone-chilling quicksand. The quicksand started to swallow me whole quietly, and I started to sink into a dark, silent, unending, freezing abyss. I kept falling, and my world ended up in complete darkness. "What's wrong with you, Adrian?! Get the doctor!" The Colombos became a laughingstock in Neopolis overnight. Rumors were spread all around town about how, before the wedding ceremony ended yesterday, I had abandoned my bride and left the venue. Today, I was adamant about kicking the bride out of the family.

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26 The trail grew darker as Sidney ran across the dirt in a panic. She craned her neck to glare at the creek behind her. When she turned back, the night blotted out the light to consume her. The nightmare became only the sound of her crunching footfalls. She sprinted blindly into the black. Then the streetlight appeared. She leaped toward the light, and when her foot landed in the circle of illumination, the ground went liquid beneath her. Her shoe vanished beneath the gravel like quicksand. Before she could stop it, her other foot followed.

She had no idea what was coming. “The poison takes hold while they sleep. It pumps quickly through their veins. It’s said it feels like fire flowing through their body. The poison forms little stones, like little grains of sand while in the blood stream. And then…well…the Emerus Sands seep out of the blood. They’re highly acidic, the Emerus Sands. They burn anything they come in contact with. Including flesh.” Amelia almost choked on her cheese. “What? That’s horrific? So this poison, it’s a liquid at first?”

Meanwhile, Wilbur formed seals with his hands and quickly chanted by shouting, "Earth-Type Defense Skill, Sand Sea!" Wilbur slapped the ground. The sturdy ground instantly turned to a layer of quicksand. The quicksand rapidly spread for miles, forming a sea of sand. The sand shuffled! Two sets of footprints appeared at that moment and Wilbur quickly dodged out of the way. He thought about a solution while he was inside Dragon's Safehaven. He planned to use the sea sand to locate Jeckle. After doing so, his next step was to keep dodging Jeckle's attacks. He had to observe the changes in the footprints to predict Jeckle's attacks.

The water has eaten away the sandy banks on the sides, leaving a deep sandcastle canyon, but at the bottom, the washout is shallow. Digging my heels into the edge of the bank, I slide down as the sand gives way under me. Somewhere behind me, Rudolph curses. I make my way through the water and climb up the embankment on the other side. Looking back, I take perverse pleasure from how Rudolph sinks knee-deep into the middle of the river with his shoes in one hand and his socks in the other. The riverbed is like quicksand in places. If you don’t know where to walk, you can be sucked in up to your waist. You have to look for the darker patches of harder sand. I qui