Orc Craft Omnibus by Deck Davis

Author:Deck Davis [Davis, Deck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-29T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 54

Tripp left the shop ten minutes later and stepped back into the shade of the Shadow Passage. He felt a similar shade darken his mind as he thought about what Aubree had told him.

Trying to make sense of her visions was like trying to chase a goose around a field while wearing boots filled with cement.

“A key for every lock, a metal for every danger. Runes of death and deadly traps, snared and ready to snap. Does that make any sense to you?” he said.

That was all they’d gotten from the psychic, and it sounded like the kind of fortune he could have gotten from a cookie in a Chinese restaurant.

“Do you think that it’s a language they have to learn?” said Bee. “All psychics seem to talk the same, don’t they? All too vague and mystical. I’m sensing a man. He has…brown hair. And he has…eyes.”

“The vagueness is because they’re full of crap. The vaguer a statement, the more chance it applies to whoever paid for a reading, and then they’ll believe that the psychic is real. My mom used to go to them all the time. She’d look them up online and then make bookings with them, but she never went to the same psychic twice. It used to drive Dad mad.”

“What was she looking for?”

Tripp shrugged. “She never told me. We weren’t close. I mean, I loved her. She was my mom, after all, but she could be kinda cold, you know? It used to make me feel bad when I was a kid, but by the time I realized it was just as much my responsibility to do something about it as it was hers, it was too late.”

“What happened?”

“She passed. I won’t drag you down by getting into it.”

“I’m sorry, Tripp. One thing about being born from code is that I don’t grow up with the same parental issues as you people have. Lucas used to tell me about his father; how he’d tell him that he was a loser, that he’d never amount to anything. Soulboxe means a lot to Lucas. It’s his way of sticking his middle finger up at his father.”

Tripp had always felt a lot in common with Lucas, despite the fact that Lucas was an industry-renowned expert game designer, and Tripp had been an apprentice carpenter. Even before he’d considered playing Soulboxe, he used to watch Lucas’s v-log and lecture streams, because not only were his ideas interesting but he also liked how driven he was.

In a weird way, it was comforting to see that Lucas had issues of his own. Tripp guessed that no matter how who a person was, they always had specters of their past that the smokescreens of success and money hid away.

It was thinking about Lucas that helped him make sense of the psychic’s words.

In one lecture, Lucas had spoken about the idea of words actually being symbols. His concept, which he freely admitted he hadn’t created but was a believer in, was the power of words.

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