This post, like most if not all of my NaNo post consists of unedited or reviewed words. Simply the flow of words that came out. The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.
An excerpt from “Markaz” wherein we find evil.
“Ground them, please.” Akim said.
Ceira turned back to Bek who was smiling at Akim’s words. He was already trying to pull power from her. She took the breath, calmed and release the power slowly to him. She found it better to keep her eyes closed while Bek worked. It helped her focus on her task of giving him the power. The grind of the earth being pulled against earth reached her ears and the muffled screams of the now enclosed thugs did not distract her. She continued to give Bek the power he needed, increasing it as she imagined the improvised earthen room coming down and meeting resistances from the men inside. And then the screams and pop like sounds as the roof came to the ground. The sound reminded her of stepping through goopy mud. Finally the silences which sent a thrill through her, a soft sigh escaping her lips. She knew that Bek would continue until the men were well beneath the ground so the animals wouldn’t smell the bodies and dig them up. Not that there would be bodies. It would be bones and goo. Bek just didn’t push the people into the ground, he pressed the ground up at the same time. Like a hardened earthen vise. And then Bek stopped pulling power and she waited calmly until the reserve in her emptied before opening eyes.
She looked at Akim.
“Do you want us to ground the rest?” She asked.