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1. He recognised the scaly dark grey face, the obsidian eyes, the spindly form
2. But after Obsidian things had
3. that’s the mystery of Obsidian Carter’s keeping guarded for her
4. clear she had her own agenda, and he was positive it all went back to Obsidian, to the dark mystery
5. moment he thought he caught of glimpse of what she’d been before Obsidian
6. what had happened to her on Obsidian
7. The horizon was almost incapable of containing its view, an immaculate black mat wall with the appearance of obsidian
8. Smoking Mirror’s obsidian foot was actually a piece of obsidian attached to the stone
9. Slim white marble fluted columns with delicate orange veining now ringed the room six meters in from the perimeter of the black obsidian hemisphere, placed every six meters
10. Atop the circle of marble columns was a ring of the same stone set tight against the dome, and atop that were six marble arches intersecting at top center, also placed tight against the underside of the obsidian dome
11. We plan to re-shape four of the pieces of the obsidian that reflects your power
12. And Mark, your power is so prodigious that you must have a care for your nine draconian guests in the crater, as well as the potential fragility of the reflective obsidian there
13. As they arrived back at the group of dragons, Kragorram and two of the astronomers were carefully removing a second chunk of obsidian from the wall of the crater near the hole from which they’d removed the first one
14. “As you can see, we have chosen to use various shades of white marble throughout all of the facilities, in order to brighten the ambiance and to contrast with the black obsidian of which Hilia is composed
15. On the other hand, there is a great variety in the ways that the marble and the obsidian have been decoratively shaped and carved, and the representative styles of stonework of every nation can be found here
16. Slim white marble fluted columns with delicate orange veining now ringed the room twenty feet in from the perimeter of the black obsidian hemisphere, placed every twenty feet
17. obsidian structure, until his gaze was diverted to the roof of the
18. I saw that there was some blood matted in her long, black obsidian looking hair
19. deep and his eyes as dark as obsidian
20. colored the god’s obsidian toes pink and purple with crayons
21. steps from the dock and passed between rows of obsidian columns that
22. Themistokles strode to the glossy, obsidian base of his Queen’s Throne
23. As Lord Taliesin and his allies cut their way through the overgrown roses they saw obsidian fountains and elaborate statues of gargoyles and Lykanthros
24. A pair of monolithic, obsidian statues guarded the gateway to the courtyard
25. Rauros sat on the obsidian Throne at the heart of the Abyssal Cairn in Arkadia
26. The heavily armed Captains stood in front of Rauros’ obsidian Throne
27. Many gargoyles succumbed to their wounds and fell lifeless to the obsidian cobbles
28. The obsidian floor of Guardon’s onetime Throne Room was strewn with dead and dying firbolgs and gargoyles
29. Pappadoupoulis‘ narrowed his obsidian eyes and looked around the room
30. If the obsidian searchlights were seeking help, they found none; if reason, they found none; and if pity, they certainly found none
31. OBSIDIAN STONE: This is a stone used for healing and protection
32. The knife and sword Mother said were weapons for an older man with a cooler head and would take longer than I had to master them, especially in the short time left before my rite of passage, I would never reach a high enough level that I could defend myself during my manhood trials, another little truth she imparted which I could have done without was that if I allowed an enemy to get close enough to sword fight I was dead anyway, never the less she showed me how to conceal a knife at the back of my neck in a pouch, as well as a knife in my leggings, these knives were not pure obsidian, but chips of obsidian set in bone, still, they were very sharp and deadly if used properly and I practised drawing and thrusting them until Mother was satisfied I could give a good account of myself with either knife
33. In my whole life I had never thought my mother capable of the fury she now displayed, as soon as the door closed behind us her tongue spewed out the direst threats against the priest, Gled sat quietly in the corner watching every move that mother made, this in itself was most unusual as Gled had never ever sat quietly in the corner or anywhere else for that matter, in her fury everything at hand was hurled across the room, twice she held aloft my father’s obsidian battle sword, finally dropping onto the long bench in tears, the cold hatred in her eyes quite frightened me, then she beckoned me to sit next to her and said
34. What happened next was over so fast I couldn’t believe it, the hairy one rushed at the two soldiers pulling his hands from his sleeves, in each hand was a length of what looked like black wood, but very shiny, the short black branches moved with a speed that was impossible to follow, the two warriors lunged with their obsidian tipped swords, the hairy one seemed to sway and weave, the first warrior expecting an impact from the thrust lost his balance when his sword stabbed thin air, the hairy one stepped in and hit him four or five times with the sticks in the face and head, the face disintegrated under the attack
35. ” he repeated he seemed to be very pleased to have learnt my name, the only word in the real language that he knew, I pointed in a circle and putting my hands at the side of my head made the sign for sleep he shook his head from side to side and again I was baffled, seeing this he went to the two corpses and made the signs for digging, ah! Hide the bodies of course, if they were discovered we would not get a quarter of the way to Tollan, he was very calm, so I left the thinking to him, my head was going around and around in a daze, I still couldn’t believe that I had survived capture, so I followed and did as he wanted, we dug a deep grave in the sandy bottom of the gully deep enough to stop any animals uncovering our secret until we were long gone on our journey, he rolled the first body in and began to push the second warrior into the hole, I was horrified and rushed to stop him, the headdresses alone, even without their weapons were worth a fortune, I was not about to bury such trophies so I jumped into the hole and stripped what I thought I could comfortably carry, I then stripped the second body, the spoils made quite a nice pile, two Quetzal feathered headdresses, two Jaguar skin cloaks, one obsidian knife and two swords tipped along the edges with obsidian and inlaid with lapis lazuli, sandals and leggings of fine deer skin, a spear, two bows with nine arrows in each finely decorated quiver, the bearded one looked at me and slowly shook his head from side to side, then went back to the task of burying the Mixteca, after putting the second warrior in the hole he continued filling in the grave, I laid one of the cloaks out and began to bundle up the treasures, I offered one of the swords to the hairy one but instead he chose a small obsidian knife and put it in the cord he wore around his waist, I completed the bundle and with no small effort hoisted it onto my back, I then helped to wipe away any signs of what had happened here, we spent the rest of the day under a heap of brush further down the gully, the hairy one went to sleep as soon as he lay down, I was far too excited to sleep, I had to know more about my bearded companion, awed by his fighting skills, but impressed more by his quiet demeanour and air of confidence, what wonderful good fortune, finding this white warrior was indeed the work of the gods, I was wondering what the people would think of my new friend when I got back to Tollan, with that thought I fell into a deep and satisfying sleep suddenly I came instantly awake, the hairy one had a hand over my mouth, voices came down the gully, I listened, then relaxed, this was not a search party, they were discussing the ball game they had just come from and were making their way home, as the enemy moved on the voices faded away, the hairy one took his hand from my mouth and I put my finger to my mouth, he understood and relaxed, it was quite late in the afternoon and we only had a short time to wait before continuing our journey to the west and home, the bundle on my back got heavier and heavier with each step and we still had two hard nights travel before we were on Toltec land
36. He was stunned by my approach, whatever he had expected from me, wasn’t what he was getting, he stammered his apology and began to chant the first song of the ceremony, the drums reached a crescendo and the crowd began to chant in time to the rhythm, the holiday mood had returned to the village, Yaotl sacrificed a variety of birds, animals and snakes, and as the finale his slaves finally brought out a mountain lion in a cage, everyone craned their necks for a better look at the beast as it spat and snarled and threw it’s body against the cage, I remembered the last time Yaotl had made such an extravagant sacrifice during a drought two summers ago, I didn’t want to seem small and mean, but the cat that Yaotl had sacrificed that day, looked exactly like that cat in the cage, so I watched the sacrifice closely, one of the slaves put a bowl of water in the cage which the cat drank with relish, it had obviously been kept without water for a few days, after the cat drank, it stopped spitting and snarling and the same slave opened the gate put a collar on the cat and led it to the chacmool it jumped up onto the slab and Yaotl began to make signs all over it, to everyone’s astonishment it then lay down on the altar, Yaotl raised his obsidian knife and with one stroke drove it into the breast of the beast, after a moment he held up the heart, blood running down his arms, I could not find fault with the sacrifice, maybe I was wrong, maybe it wasn’t the same cat, the sacrifice had the desired affect on the villagers who were all dancing about and singing, two slaves dragged the carcass into the temple building, the priest ceremoniously washed the blood from his arms and chest donned his official robe and slowly descended the temple steps, at the bottom he flung himself to the ground and said
37. Carla chuckled; Max could see her bright eyes sparkling like obsidian beads as they darted with excitement in the starlight
38. Obsidian, something, he said, he had found on one of his many hikes
39. I trailed behind Dog marveling at the diamond like reflections coming off the shards of black obsidian under our feet
40. The reds were painted wood, but the blacks were made of obsidian, dragon glass
41. “Ta'chu'la” is a skull made out of clear obsidian with a piece of cranberry obsidian that lies in the back of the head
42. The light revealed that the cavern was made of great stone arches of silver-veined obsidian that opened up to chasms and tunnels
43. “ Nhance, the Apache Tears are an opaque form of obsidian, a Sagittarius stone which retrieves souls, while the diamond signifies the purity of my love for you
44. They reached the top of the obsidian tower
45. When I was last there, it had a new tower, built from obsidian
46. The world around him shimmered and disappeared to be replaced by an obsidian tower high above a medieval town
47. Most remarkably, the man’s eyes held no evidence of color, only the glint of the darkest fractured obsidian
48. This was how it happened, the details of our reversal; turning from the Path of Good, to the Path of cunning evil, avoiding our designed purpose, avoiding what we were designed to do, avoiding the job we were designed to do… is buried under 25 million years of volcanic ash, lava, obsidian and pumice in Africa
49. The terrain consisted mostly of thick slime mixed with petrified branches, but it changed little by little near four o'clock in the afternoon; it grew rockier and seemed to be strewn with pudding stones and a basaltic gravel called "tuff," together with bits of lava and sulfurous obsidian
50. The front door, which was once slats of wood reinforced by steel, now looms black as polished obsidian, covered with ancient runes I’ve seen before
