CHAPTER 8THE WHISPERING SHADOW
It took Kellory the better part of an hour to find the secret door. No ordinary man could have found the invisible crack that sundered the smooth fabric of the tower’s base: but Kellory could search the molecular structure of the substance with the inner Eye of a Warlock and find that which was hidden to men. And once found, it was no great matter to gain entry. The utterance of a Word sufficed, albeit a Word that human throat and mouth were never shaped to speak.
But he had a clue that greatly eased his search: since all the tower was empty above, the throne-room of the Master Magician must lie below ground. And thus it was.
As the sound of the Word died in eerie echoes, a vast square of the floor lifted, revealing a dark yawning abyss. Up from the mouth
