Chapter 15 Episode 3 | The Machine God | The Drifting Isle Chronicles
A muffled song came from deep inside the Ossuary, the words in the dead language of Cherholtz, the voice cracked, barely in tune and artificially loud. Without doubt, it was Karl Deviatka. A twanging accompanied him, the deep notes vibrating Adewole's bones, the high ones raising goosebumps on his skin. "He has to know this is the first place I'd look--he must believe I am dead or he would not be here," Adewole said to himself. "Well, I am inside the Ossuary, so perhaps I am dead." His spirits both sank and rose; he might never leave this place. Death was a real outcome, perhaps the unavoidable one. He headed deeper into the Ossuary, alone.
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