Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 435) Rustling
Sliding the door open exposes Stephen to the scent of soil and the sweetness of blossoms. Coming from the far end of this contained environment is the relaxing sound of the waterfall as it splashes down into the large pool of water. The entire conservatory is extremely dark with only the light from the hall drizzling in from the doorway.
Sliding his hand along a low wall of stone, he bumps a knob and with a loud pop, several lights at the base of the trees shoot a glowing beam upward into the branches. To his right he hears a rustling noise, as if someone was hiding in the shrubbery, which startles him and he takes three steps back.
“Where is my damn flashlight?” He mumbles to himself because the last thing he wants to do is draw attention in his direction, yet he knows he needs to call out to see if Tamas is here.
“Hello?” He says in an average tone but no one answers. “Tamas, are you here?” He says a little louder just hoping and wishing the young man would reply.
Again, he hears what sounds like someone pushing through the ornamental clumps of plants. Looking around on the wall where the knob is that switched on the lamps at the base of the trees; he sees another one just below it. With a quick snapping movement, he pushes the knob and huge lights hanging high above click on casting a white radiance downward, which brightens the entire conservatory.