The camera whipped back to focus on Dieter, behind whom the strange sky-lights moved, bleeding in and out of each other, like globs of wax in a lava lamp.... > Lire la suite
The camera whipped back to focus on Dieter, behind whom the strange sky-lights moved, bleeding in and out of each other, like globs of wax in a lava lamp. "Alas, even our master race can, at times, produce . aberrations. A man or woman of perfect Aryan descent who, nonetheless . fails to display the proper traits." He gestured with his hand as if to say, Bring him, quickly. "And such a man will be offered in homage today, my friends; to placate the beasts that are the sub-masters of this new world, and to introduce our new allies to how it is that we-the new Nephilim-do things." He nodded slowly as a man was forced writhing and struggling up to the main gate. "How it is that we have survived, even thrived, amidst a world that has killed so many. And the level of cruelty we expect from any and all who would join us."Jesus, gods, he's talking about a sacrifice, thought Charlotte, even as another movement caught the corner of her eye. She focused on where she'd noticed it and saw what appeared to be a tail-like a great, green dagger-before it disappeared behind a stand of cypress trees. So, too, did something move on the opposite side of the lot, causing the trees to sway. It's like we're being triangulated, she thought-even as the man was thrown to the muddy ground outside the fence and the gate swung quickly shut.