The Queen of Discord by Matthew S. Cox

Author:Matthew S. Cox [Cox, Matthew S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, General, Urban
ISBN: 9781950738236
Google: Ko89zQEACAAJ
Amazon: 195073823X
Goodreads: 51001898
Publisher: Division Zero Press
Published: 2020-02-03T05:00:00+00:00

Some guy screamed in the alley behind the firehouse when I leapt off the roof.

He probably didn’t see much but a blur with wings, and—assuming he tells anyone—it’s most likely going to be just another random sighting of an unknown creature. Maybe I should start taking more care to avoid being noticed. If it gets out there I can fly, some politician’s going to go crazy trying to legislate it. Make me buy insurance or get a pilot’s license.

They might kick me out of the city, too. Stop considering me a ‘person’ and more of a creature.

Worse, if society thinks I’m the harbinger of the end times, out will come the torches and pitchforks. Then I’ll have to kill a bunch of morons or live in a constant state of fleeing. Yeah, I can’t go public. But I’m too lazy to turn flying into a ten step project like something out of a spy movie.

So, I circled back, found the guy who screamed, and used him as a mental test dummy.

Now, he thinks he saw an unusually large pigeon. Oh, and he might randomly soil his pants if a jet airplane goes overhead. Oops. He should get over that in a few years. Guess I need more practice messing with people’s memories.

One thing they don’t tell you about flying 350 miles an hour as a topless woman… stuff flaps around. Feels like an air elemental is trying to rip my boobs off. Maybe I ought to reevaluate my contempt for bras, or at least start wearing a racerback under my uniform polo for situations like this. Meh. Having to fly unexpectedly while at work isn’t the issue. It’s the long distance pushing me up to maximum speed. The rarity of me needing to fly interstate on a whim is definitely not worth putting up with tit prisons.

I’d fully shift to armor, but if my phone’s inside Natalie’s amulet, it won’t ring should Lieutenant Sims call. Having to be available for him ordering me back to Philly to deal with a fire call didn’t leave me much choice but to take my shirt off and fly topless, leaving my pants (and pocket containing my phone) in the real world. Ever wonder why those baroque paintings of angels are always boobs out? This is why. Wings. All those loose, flowing garments they wear don’t stay on too well during high speed flight.

Oh, another thing Dad mentioned—the whole deal with religious people being so uptight about nudity? Shaar’Nath did it to mess with the Elestari, who—way back in the day—wandered among humans without even bothering to summon those little ribbon wraps. A bunch of whispering in the right place convinced a bunch of humans to consider exposure somehow ‘sinful.’ Wow, humans can be gullible. Right? If they’re so proud of their mythological creator, why hide his ‘greatest work?’ It would be like Rafael or Michelangelo keeping their art under sheets, too embarrassed to let anyone see it. Yeah, making humans horrified at the

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