Sagaria by John Dahlgren

Author:John Dahlgren [Dahlgren, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9789814260725
Publisher: Editions Didier Millet
Published: 2011-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

The moon was high in the dark blue sky of night. Below, the tree tops of the Everwoods were a sea of silvered waves.

By the time Sagandran had recovered consciousness, Perima had told the others all that had happened. He’d listened as Sir Tombin, constantly interrupted by irrelevant asides from Samzing and Flip, related the other half of the story. The Frogly Knight had located a couple of barrels of water with which the opposomes had wisely equipped their Great and Wondrous Ship, and he insisted that Sagandran and Perima drink as much as possible to resuscitate their energies. Food was a different problem; hunger couldn’t be staved off forever and they’d eventually have to set down to pick up some supplies, but for the time being the rumbles of their stomachs could be ignored. Getting rid of all the water they’d drunk was going to be another problem, especially for Perima, but their bodies had been so dehydrated that it would be a while before they had to solve that one.

Right now, Samzing was somewhere fiddling with the superstructure of the balloon. Perima was curled up on the floor with Flip in her arms, both of them snoring rhythmically.

Sagandran had tried to fall asleep like her, but sleep had refused to come. There were too many thoughts jostling around in his head. The Shadow Knights. Their brutal beating of Lamarod. Perima. Arkanamon. Queen Mirabella. Perima. The Rainbow Crystal. The fate of the three worlds. Perima. Grandpa Melwin. Snowmane, abandoned in the stables in Wonderville. Perima. Columns of cloying smoke.

Hm. Perhaps Perima turned up in his thoughts more often than she should.

Typical of her.

He leaned on the rim of the balloon’s basket with Sir Tombin, and gazed out over a world that seemed so still and peaceful. The stars watched them silently. From time to time, the balloon creaked in response to a fresh gust of breeze. It was as if they were isolated in some world between the worlds.

“Can’t sleep, young fellow?” said Sir Tombin amicably.

“I can’t relax. There’s too much on my mind. I seem to be the wrong person. I mean, it seems as if Sagaria has chosen the wrong person to place its trust in. I mean … oh, I’m not certain what I mean.”

“I understand,” said Sir Tombin, putting a friendly hand on his shoulder. “You know, when I first came into this body I felt as if I were just one of Nature’s jokes.”

Sagandran looked up at him. “But you’re not a joke. You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had.”

The Frogly Knight smiled in the moonlight and looked back out over the darkling forest again. He seemed to address his next words to the tree tops.

“I understand things a bit better now. The witch who cursed me was really (though she didn’t know it) giving me a challenge. You see, I’d always wanted to be someone else, to be more than I was, not just a humble frog sitting on a lilypad in an insignificant pond somewhere.

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