Lunav by Jenn Polish

Author:Jenn Polish [Polish, Jenn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NineStar Press, LGBT, fantasy, YA, dragons, Fae
Publisher: NineStar Press, LLC
Published: 2018-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

BACK IN THE Plains, I let my eyes droop closed, soaking in the sounds of Lunamez approaching, only a few sunups away now. The dragons too are harmonizing with our hymns, and Jorbam rumbles in time beneath me.

A cool twilight breeze is growing, and out of nowhere, I have no wings.

I am human. I look down at my hands. He is—I am—covered in chain mail armor. My ears are full of dozens of thundering centaurs trotting across a beach all at once. I look down again. The man I am Dreaming is not surrounded by centaurs;he is surrounded by horses, and by human soldiers riding them. His—my—heart is racing, and I become aware, as his memories sync into mine, of this being his first assignment out of the Highlands. My chest aches, my lower back stiff from riding so long, and I wonder what will happen to my joiner back at home if this first assignment is my last.

I grip the reins too tightly, and the horse I am commanding grunts angrily.

“Relax, kid, this’ll be a breeze. The centaurs don’t have magic. We’ll take them by surprise, and anyway, the Grovian Controller’s apparently something to look at.” My fellow soldier, riding alongside me, nudges me with the backside of his sharpened axe, the symbol of the Mach clearly visible on the handle, matching the design on his helmet. I try to grin my thanks at him, but my own metal helmet covers most of my face. I grunt instead.

“Maybe if you fight well enough you can earn a private audience with her, huh?” The Mach soldier laughs at his own words and makes a lewd gesture with his hands and hips, carelessly jostling the horse he’s riding. I don’t mention my joiner. I force a chuckle and reposition the axe in my belt.

I feel the sweat dripping down his face like it’s my own.

My own. This is not my reality.

I jerk awake, and I am choking.

“Zaylam!” I shout.

She swoops down from the clouds and lands with her face on my level. She grasps her talons around her usual spot to keep herself in place without blowing me over with her wing wind.

I look around wildly, fly forward slightly, and whisper directly into her ear. No one can hear how I know what I know. What I’ve seen.

“I just Dreamed…” I try to call moisture into my dry mouth. “I just Dreamed a soldier, a Mach soldier, the Mach, the king’s special kill unit, they were—they’re going—right now—Lerian!—Zay, are my growns with Jax?—Zay, we have to warn them—”

I flail upwards and start flying, but she expands her wings and blocks my way.

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