Beacon's Spark (Potomac Shadows Book 1) by Johnson Jim

Author:Johnson, Jim [Johnson, Jim]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Ineti Press
Published: 2016-07-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 31

IN THE AWKWARD SILENCE THAT FOLLOWED, Abbie excused herself to get ready for bed and I forced myself to try and will the crystal to stop glowing. I had managed to dim it down to a quarter of its earlier intensity by the time Abbie returned to bed.

She crawled into bed. “I guess we don’t have to buy a nightlight now.”

I returned the smile and kissed her gently. It still felt like we were on tentative ground, so I accepted the cuddling and relaxed into the bed and her warm body next to mine, marveling at how fortunate I was. I wanted nothing more than to curl up with her and talk about everything, to try and tell her about all the wondrous things I was learning, but…I was still scared to tell her too much. If Abbie walked out on me, or threw me out, I didn’t know what I’d do.

Abbie started to snore a few minutes in, confirming her earlier statement that work had worn her out. I sighed quietly, making a mental note to try and make some time to have a serious talk with her. I shifted slightly to get comfortable with her in my arms. I stared at the ceiling, and my thoughts drifted from Abbie and on to Malcolm and his sister, but also about his newly-revealed ability with the ley energies.

Shooting fire from his hands… Jesus. The more I thought about it, though, the more I figured it had to be a similar application to how Bonita and I lit candles the other day. Just…less controlled. Maybe all Malcolm needed was some help meditating and finding a calm center to work from in order to control the threads.

I snorted to myself. Yeah, right. Like I knew what I was talking about. Like Malcolm would sit still long enough to meditate. I sighed, listening to Abbie quietly snore next to me. I wasn’t about to wake her up. Even with my need to talk to her about what was happening, she was clearly working hard and needed some rest.

So I settled into the bed and let my thoughts drift back to the meditative state I was in before Abbie had walked into the room. I opened my Eye and sought out the glowing blue ley threads, and found some easily enough. Somehow it was easier this time—perhaps practice did make things easier.

I called up my mental image of the spiral again and started back down the path, delving deeper toward my center, pulling the ley threads along with me, wrapping my etheric self in their comforting glow.

As I traveled down the endless path, those vague voices at the faint edges of my mind started to creep in and I hesitated. Were they getting louder the farther I went down the path, or were they just there all along and I was just now noticing them?

My first thought was to shutter them out again, to continue down the path in silence, wrapped in the comfort of the ley threads.

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