Search for the Shadow Key by Wayne Thomas Batson

Author:Wayne Thomas Batson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2014-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

“This is the coolest thing ever!” Kaylie exulted, riding the crimson vortex into the Dream for the very first time.

“It is quite random where the vortices drop you off,” came Master Gabriel’s voice in Kaylie’s mind. “And so, you need to be prepared for anything.”

“You mean, like flying turtles, talking radishes, or Porta-Potties that don’t smell bad?”

After an awkward pause, Master Gabriel said, “I mean, like anything. Anything at all. The Dream is the ultimate untamed landscape.”

Kaylie stretched out her arm so that she could touch the rapidly rotating Dream matter. “Ha!” she said, giggling. “It tickles.” She leaned her head so that one of her pigtails got caught up in the vortex. “I love this.”

“Now, remember what I showed you concerning the Intrusion waves.”

“I remember, Gabe,” Kaylie said. “Don’t be such a worrywart.”

“It is no simple matter, Kaylie,” he argued. “The Intrusions waves are the resulting chaos of every dreaming person on earth’s wildest dreams interacting with one another. If you don’t dampen them immediately with your will, you won’t be able to do anything.”

“I get it,” she said. “But it’s no different than fluid dynamics, and the laws of motion and energy make waves easy to predict. I’ve used computer-generated art software to create and control my own world-sized oceans, so this should be a piece of cake.”

“Hmph,” Master Gabriel replied. “We’ll see.”

Grinning and laughing the entire way, Kaylie let the vortex take her on a winding descent until, at last, it dropped her off into the middle of absolute chaos. Translucent waves came crashing in from every direction. Eddies and rogue currents swirled this way and that. And a vicious undertow yanked at Kaylie’s feet.

But the young Dreamtreader flexed just the smallest fraction of her will, and the tempestuous sea became as tame as water in a bathtub. “There,” she said. “See? No problem.”

Master Gabriel melted into existence beside her. “That . . . that was . . . well done,” he said. “Don’t let it go to your head.”

Kaylie giggled and looked around. Without the untamed Intrusions, she saw that they were in the middle of a vast desert. Huge mounds of violet-colored sand and massive mountain-sized mauve dunes trailed off in all directions. Nearby stood a sparse forest of tall cacti, and each vertical arm wore a cowboy hat.

“I don’t recall the hats,” Master Gabriel said drolly. “Your doing?”

“Yup, yup,” she said. “This feels like a western. You should be sheriff.”

Before he could object, Kaylie used her will to clothe Master Gabriel in a tall cowboy hat, leather chaps, and a dark vest with a shiny gold sheriff’s badge.

“I am not amused,” he said. He blinked, and his Incandescent Armor returned. “Let’s try to focus, please.”

Kaylie blushed. “Sorry.”

“Now, let’s review the creeds,” Master Gabriel announced. “I asked you to read the first three.”

“I did twenty-one creeds. Is that okay?”

“You read twenty-one creeds?”

“No, I memorized them.”

“Nonsense,” Master Gabriel replied with bluster. “Creed four, verse nine.”

“ ‘We call this the Festival of Culling,’ ” she said, “ ‘but it is hardly a holiday.

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