The screen door creaked behind me, unexpected and unwelcome. Boots struck the stairs instantly, and I locked my gaze on the sudsy water. “Go away,” I whispered.
Lost and Found
“This is it.” Eric’s voice echoed loudly pulling my attention from the books I’d shuffled about, trying not to read. Eric held an unraveled scroll as his eyes darted over it quickly drinking in the text.
Interference
Scalding droplets dotted my arm drawing my attention from the hedges lining the edge of the cafe when Ivory abruptly raised her spoon from her cup to point with. “There. There. He’s at it again.”
Penitent
The stool was uncomfortable beneath Zerra sat while Ibven wrote a long letter. The quill scratched over the parchment leisurely oblivious to her increasing disconcertment. At last he stopped and replaced the quill on the desk.
Ticket’s Price
Spine stiff, Sofie waited. Marcos plucked the monocular off his face and rubbed at his eye, before plopping the device onto the table with a plink. “A glittering gem is not enough.” He pressed a finger to the top of the stone but didn’t send it skittering back across the table.
Aeon of Infamy
I grew up in the aeon of infamy. How many generations spanned the aeon depended on who you asked.
The Leprechaun Grinned
I slammed the cabinet door closed and jumped backward, pressing a hand to my chest. My heart thumped against my palm, reassuring me I was still alive. If only sanity were as easily assessed. I’d definitely spent too much time listening to gramps tales over the holidays and was seeing things.
Ageless Sight
Being the Ageless to the Astardodda Ethereal Throne was not without perks. Unlike the other Ageless, Wicorin wasn’t doomed to endless wandering seeking bits of lore or relics. Forever drifting in search of knowledge.
Memory Dissonance
Silimas ground his teeth trying to push the high thrum out of his mind as he raced between the crystals arrayed around the room. “The memory we used to share is no longer coherent.” The words reverberated through the room, broken and distorted, escalating the thrum to a wail.
Repetition
Save the world.
The alarms tore the thought away in dissent scream until I only knew this was too familiar. I forced air in my lungs, dragging my gaze from the floor.
