Creation Dreamer_A Heroine Fantasy Adventure by Gin Eborn

Author:Gin Eborn [Eborn, Gin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-21T05:00:00+00:00

Part Three

10

Now You See Them, Maybe

The bottom dropped out as I was tossed down a twisting chute and dumped, rather ungracefully, into the center of an outdoor amphitheater. A filled outdoor amphitheater. Thomas waylaid me coming out of his descent, screaming even as I shoved his ass off me.

Disoriented. Faces. Human-ish faces superimposed over another face I couldn’t quite make out. Blurry echoes of energy meshed together somehow. My eyes blinked trying to force a shift in my vision. Applause erupted. A few of them actually stood.

Did I just see a tail?

My eyes burrowed into their eyes. No one—not a single one—looked away. Thomas hung behind me as I shifted in a full 360. His heart had a beat and his breath radiated hot death stink all over my neck. I figured it must take a while for a dead person to breathe out all that decay. But I was happy for him. A heartbeat. And if he had one, maybe when the time was right, I could give him a proper death for all the shit he did in his first life.

The amphitheater was mounds of mossy stones and dirt sculpted into seating that tiered up four and five levels high in a semicircle. A tree anchored the back curves and must’ve provided shade to spectators on warm sunny days. I knew it’s leaves, but couldn’t place the name. A stone path, manicured with precision, led out to a storybook town. It reminded me of pictures I’d seen of old shires in England. Homes nestled together with flower boxes at each windowsill. Ivy vines rising up bricked walls with rose bushes holding the space below. Beyond the town were meadows and curvy mountain ranges. All very picturesque and grotesquely confusing. How could we all live on one Earth and yet have such significant disparity? It was all a little too perfect.

I listened deeper and didn’t hear one bird. Not one rustle of an animal in leaves or in the grass. No bees. If the land of Alphazia was supposed to be the land of my animal brothers, my insect compadres, then where were they? Yet there I was with just these—beings. Thomas must’ve felt my unease as he wedged his body even deeper into my back.

“It’s behind you.” An uninvited male voice invaded my head.

I turned and gasped. It was the same. Exactly the same. The rocks leading up to Stoney Cliffs. I was home, but not home.

Fisher is not here.

The memory made me sick.

“Magpie. Welcome.” What looked like a man walked toward me, his silver hair peeking out from under a hooded cloak. “I am Blue Eagle.” His voice pulled me into an instinctual bow, and gave me a prime opportunity to see if he really had legs.

At that exact moment, Thomas fell into me, my knees buckled, and we slammed forward into our host. My face was hot as I got back on my feet. The reaction in the crowd didn’t go unnoticed. Heads shifted to neighbors and mouths whispered what I assumed were horrible things.

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