The Brass Dragon Author:Marion Zimmer Bradley Barry Cowan woke up screaming in a hospital room with a nightmare where his memory should have been, and a curious brass figurine in his pocket that made the nighmare seem all too likely to be true. Yet for all the emptiness there was a familiarity, tied somehow to the dreams of another world that invaded his sleep. What had happened to shock hi... more »s mind so deeply that it refused to remember? Unknown to Barry, his deeper self had been wise in forgetting; if his efforts to call back the lost year of his life should succeed, would he survive? The Brass Dragon.
Rellin went under me, crying out. I kicked, and it must have hurt--because it gave a yell of rage--no, a roar an inhuman screeching howl; it squirmed, reared up to a croach and it-
Before my eyes Rellins face melted. That's the only way to described it. Karsten shrieked at me in warning, but I was already backing away. It had dropped the whip thing; I kicked it, slid and tripped, my horrified eyes fastened on the incredible transformation taking place in the dikri. Flesh seemed to flow like water, the crouched form hunched, rippled into a grayish rugose clawed mass. Where a man-form had stood--there now roared at me...