Renegade by Rachel Starr Thomson

Author:Rachel Starr Thomson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: angels, adventure, battle, supernatural, demons, allegory, rachel starr thomson, the oneness cycle
Publisher: Rachel Starr Thomson

Chapter 9

That evening, April borrowed Richard’s car without asking and headed up the coast toward Tempter’s Mountain. She didn’t tell anyone where she was going.

She needed to revisit the death cave, and she wanted to do it alone.

Weeks had passed since her imprisonment and near-starvation there. Weeks during which she had concentrated on healing and trying to get her bearings back. But the cave had not vanished into memory. It had taken on life of its own, the prophecies painted across its walls not only being fulfilled, but playing an active role in their own fulfilment by opening eyes and prompting action. Prophecies she had painted. Without having any idea what she was doing.

Teresa, the cloud member who had visited her in the cave, had told her that she had great significance and that we do not know who we ourselves are. Richard had told her, after the rescue, that he believed her to be one of the great saints.

A term which, even now, made her want to laugh incredulously. She was not great. She was simply April. Oneness with a troubled past and a propensity to draw and paint and run. The only “great” thing she had done in her entire life was snatching Nick out from under the nose of the hive. And even that wasn’t much—she’d just been in the right place at the right time.

Except for the mural in the death cave. That seemed like something a great saint would create.

As did the painting she’d done today. She had painted the Spirit—in visible form.

She had never heard of anyone doing that before.

The road looped along the coast, through yellow sand bluffs and pine stands. The blue water to her left shone in the lowering evening sun. She was glad for the beauty and for the vast expanse—they allowed her to consider all these things without folding in too tightly upon herself. To remember that all that happened to her happened in a wider world of purpose. It was good to have that assurance, because April was not sure who she was anymore, and the need to know would be crippling if she didn’t think the answer existed out in that wider world—if the Spirit didn’t have a plan.

She was hoping the cave could help. She remembered very little about her time there—being hit on the head before David’s thugs dumped her there probably had something to do with that. She could barely remember doing the painting or what it looked like. Her clearest memories, in fact, were of Teresa’s presence. So she hoped that getting back to the cave would bring something back; would help her remember what had happened and how she had managed to paint detailed prophecy of the calibre that she had. Maybe if she could remember that, she could understand something more about who and what she was.

She left the water behind as she turned up the back roads to Tempter’s Mountain, bouncing through unkempt territory until she parked in front of the hermit’s little cottage.

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