Dragon Chameleon: World of Legends by Sarah K. L. Wilson

Author:Sarah K. L. Wilson [Wilson, Sarah K. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah K. L. Wilson
Published: 2019-03-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I plunged into another world. Unlike before, I could tell.

This world had a washed-out look, like it had been hanging in the sun too long and had faded. Was it always like this, or was it a result of Apeq entering the test and slaying the ancestors? And how did you slay people who were already dead?

“Even the dead have fears,” the other Tor said, stepping up beside me. He was grinning his easy grin and letting his green eyes skim over the faded-out beach scene in front of us. A choppy, violent sea beat against the ragged coast, tearing it apart, a single grain of sand at a time. I didn’t have the time to sit around and watch its slow march to disintegration. “Even the dead can be killed.”

“Gautm was preoccupied when I entered here. Any chance you might know what precept we are following in this one?” I asked the other Tor. Maybe he could be good for something.

He winked and said, “You tell me. I’m you.”

“You smile too much,” I said with a scowl. His answering laugh made me want to slap him. Did he take nothing seriously?

“There’s something odd about that hill,” he said pointing in the distance.

I’d been noticing that, too. I started walking toward it. There was a whimpering sound coming from the mound of earth on the beach. It was the size of a small house and our side of the mound was a sand dune with patchy beach grass growing on it. Whatever was whimpering might be around the other side.

“That ring you got before ... the one with the leaves,” the other Tor said casually, “might be useful right about now.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked. “How’s that?”

“I’m not sure yet, but you won that test, and the ring must do something.”

What was the point of having a companion who didn’t know anything more than you did, didn’t see anything you didn’t see, didn’t have anything to contribute other than what you would contribute?

“You forget,” the mimic said. “I’m not a reward. You failed my test. I’m a curse – a constant reminder of who it was who failed that. And you don’t learn very well, do you? You strayed from the path and went your own way. You don’t even know what the rules for this place are.”

“Rules?”

“Isn’t that what the precepts are? The rules of these realities?”

He had a point.

The sun glared over us, beating so hard on my neck that I bent forward in response. I tried to keep my gaze down and out of the worst of it, but because of that, I kept getting glimpses of the mimic. He walked like he owned the beach. He whistled through his teeth unconsciously and ran his hand vainly through his hair. His gaze passed over everything easily, like nothing could affect him. Did I really look like that?

“Yeah, you look like me,” he said with a laugh. “Here’s another fun twist. I know all your thoughts. They’re my thoughts, after all.

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