Champion of Midnight_an Urban Fantasy Novel by Debbie Cassidy

Author:Debbie Cassidy [Cassidy, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

We flew high above the city, over Midnight and into Sunset, where the warmth of the sun kissed my cheeks like a blessing. My eyes watered, assaulted by the brightness. And then we were sailing close to Dawn. It was dark ahead—real night—because in Dawn, the winged enjoyed both the sun and the moon. The orange rays receded, and I blinked away the moisture, able to see properly again. Bane hung back amongst the mist, where we had a splendid view of the pearly gates. They rose up so high, a short dip would allow us to brush against them even from this height.

“What are they made of?”

“Pearl,” Bane said. “It’s a material used excessively on the divine plane but one that I find is rare on the mortal one.”

Lights scanned the night on a regular circuit. Looking for intruders and keeping watch on the residents.

Bane hovered with me in his arms. “We can’t go in this way. The gates are always guarded, but there is a blind spot.”

His wings beat at our backs as he rode the wind, keeping a good distance between us and Dawn. We left Sunset behind and were engulfed in the natural night of the White Wings’ district.

“Hold tight and stay tucked in,” he whispered into my hair.

We were doing this, really doing this.

“One, two, three.” He dove.

I bit back a scream as we streaked beneath the beams, up and over, and down again. He flew like a master, taking my breath with every twist and turn of his body and every shift in the air as he changed gears. And then, we were landing softly on the ground.

He didn’t release me, but loosened his grip enough to allow me to take in my surroundings. We were tucked into an alley, squashed up against a brick wall. Beyond the mouth of the alley sat a stone well and a cobbled square. An iron post with a lamp on top lit the square with warm light.

It looked like something out of a historical novel. The Victorian era … Yeah, it reminded me of those paintings and books that I’d pored over in the library. This was Dawn? This was how they lived? It made no sense. They had such power at their disposal. They provided Sunset with electrical goods all the time, and yet they used none here?

I leaned in to Bane. “Why is it so old-fashioned?”

He sighed against my ear. “The White Wings believe that technology corrupts. Ironic, because they use it in the towers overlooking the silvered dwellings. They just feel that humans should live a basic life. Grind their own wheat and sew their own clothes, that kind of thing. Idle hands lead to anarchy, after all.” His tone was laced with bitterness.

Jesse had chosen this over Sunset. I had to get her out. She obviously had no idea what she was doing. I’d left her, pushed her away, and she was confused, looking for direction in a place that promised security and safety.

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