The Revelation of Light and Dark (Chronicles of the Stone Veil Book 1) by Sawyer Bennett

Author:Sawyer Bennett [Bennett, Sawyer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Paranormal, Fantasy
Publisher: Big Dog Books, LLC
Published: 2021-02-08T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

Finley

Carrick and I spent over an hour in the bar area, whereby I surreptitiously looked around the restaurant and honed my skills to identify fantastical creatures.

Eagerly, I took his suggestions. I reached out with my senses, opening my mind up and inviting feeling into my body. It worked like a charm. I could feel a vibe, but I could do no more than tell the general direction it came from. It didn’t shine like a beacon to pinpoint my quarry.

Carrick hypothesized that the farther away I was from a fae or daemon, the harder it would be to use the vibe to identify one. In my past, I’d always been close to someone when I felt the vibe. Regardless, it was good information to have. As usual, Carrick admitted he was puzzled about why I had this ability.

Then again, as he reminded me, he’d never heard of a human capable of seeing beneath veils.

I’d correctly identified three daemons. And for every vibe I got, it matched up with the daemon’s auras. Two of them gave me buzzy feelings and had glowing auras, and one made me feel so apprehensive that I got a little nauseous. He was a hideous creature with a pig’s nose, tusks coming from the corners of his mouth, and a viscous black aura around him.

One of the daemons with a super bright aura gave me that sweet thrumming feeling, and while she was not as beautiful as the royal fae at the bar, she was very pleasing to look at in a weird, almost alien way. With a teardrop face, pointed chin, and large black eyes, her entire frame was delicate. She had golden hair that reached her waist with shimmery wings poking out from her back that fluttered the entire time she sat at a table, talking to a human man.

So fascinating and I resolve to start sketching each of these creatures from memory. While I might not have Fallon’s Fine Arts degree, I do share some artistic talent with my twin in the form of drawing. I’ve always been good at it, and it’s a way for me to relax. Not that I’ve had a lot of time lately to devote to such a notion.

Carrick calls it a night, and we leave the bar to head the six blocks back toward The Prestige. It’s a nice evening in the upper fifties with no rain in the immediate forecast, which was the pre-requisite for us deciding to walk.

His strides are long, and I have to practically jog to keep pace with him. As we pass other pedestrians and sidestep the homeless lying next to buildings, he’s quiet. Even as upper class and trendy as Belltown is, it’s not immune to the city’s homeless problem. Many of the displaced have set up large camps in various parts of the city and these places can be dangerous. Most are out of work and have no home due to addictions to drugs like meth and heroin, and almost all have mental health complications.

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