Raven Miller Project by Mary Ramsey

Author:Mary Ramsey [Ramsey, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sanguine - A Next Chapter Imprint
Published: 2021-01-12T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter: What?

I had a dream about Niagara Falls. At least I think I did. Opening my eyes to the bitter cold of the Canadian border, I nearly lost my footing on the wet rocks. “Fuck!” I was standing on the edge, the way I’d seen some people do online. Sometimes it was a suicide attempt from the local news, other times it was just someone trying to get a good picture. But being barefoot took it to a whole new level.

I took one step forward, then another. To stare down at the roaring water seemed primordial, like looking down the mouth of a Hell beast. My heart skipped a beat when my foot slipped again, this time causing me to land hard on my knee. After a moment of pain, I quickly regained my balance. The water was licking my feet, like a sentient creature, daring me to challenge its power. Not good.

I wanted to scream for help, but there was no one to scream to; not on the rocks or the shore. Looking up at the starry night sky, I could see a million miles, but there was only one place I wanted to be. Bobby, where are you?

The waterfall seemed to shake, tremble, making guttural noises. Was it trying to reply? The waves started to form what could only be described as tentacles. It coughed up something on the opposite shore: Canada’s shore. “Hello? Is anyone there?”

A shadowy figure stood up but not in a normal way. It started as a toddler, looking around with fear and curiosity. Within moments it became a child, standing on its own two feet. And just as quickly, a teenager with slouched posture and shaggy, shoulder-length hair. Finally, the figure became a tall, muscular adult. It was either Bobby or a longhaired female. I’m dreaming, I know I am.

“Are you sure about that?” The voice that echoed in my mind was not my usual internal monologue. It sounded female, digitized, and seemed to be coming from the waterfall itself.

“Where am I?” I looked down at my hands, no longer able to make out my features. Was I even still in Raven Miller’s body? It had been my intention to fall asleep, resting in Adam’s arms. I’d never tried to induce a lucid dream (they usually just came on their own), but the idea seemed like my best option. So though meditation, prayer, while gripping one of my spirt charms, I apparently found myself stuck in the land of perpetual night.

Dreams were windows to other worlds, times, realities. They were doorways with locks that needed to be opened with just the right key. Of course, that was knowledge even a casual Wiccan would be aware of.

“A casual Wiccan?” asked a new voice. It was still digital, still coming from the waterfall, but it seemed deeper and more menacing. “You mean like those goth chicks with black eyeliner?”

“Yes, Adam, like the chicks with the eyeliner.” Or was that Bobby’s voice? But if it was Bobby’s voice, was he speaking from across the falls? I was too far gone to tell.

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