The Solimancers by Elijah Jeffery

Author:Elijah Jeffery [Elijah Jeffery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elijah Jeffery
Published: 2024-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

Before the trio left for Ferilo, Reph went to check in the trees to make sure she didn’t leave anything behind, like an arrow she’d shot during practice. She found the one Whissen had broken in a bush, and smirked before moving on.

By herself, crouching down in the dark beneath the trees, Reph took a moment alone, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. Something Grinla had taught her to do right after a breakthrough was to dwell on it, relish it, and remember it.

I’m kickin’ ass, she told herself. Whissen thinks I can shoot really well, and I’m already able to stop myself from hearing people’s thoughts. Mostly. I—

Just then, Reph’s eyes snapped open.

Something was wrong.

She’d felt it. Felt someone. While her eyes had been closed, she’d glimpsed a face, an image that had flashed for less than a second before vanishing as though it’d never been there, before she’d opened her eyes. The only thing she could remember about that face was that her eyes had been glassy, clear. Blind. Actually, that wasn’t the only thing. The other thing Reph remembered was the smile.

That was not a smile one forgot. Although one wished they could, especially when they were trying to sleep.

Thank the skies I got a whole night of travel to try and forget that thing, holy shit.

Reph was glancing around, backing up slowly. She didn’t remember standing up; she’d done it so fast. She tried intentionally using her seventh sense to pick up anyone nearby in the shadows and trees and bushes, but it didn’t work.

What did work, however, was her sixth sense. The sense for danger. The sense that everyone has, insumate or not. The sense that somehow tells every damn deer that a bow is pointing at them. Reph’s sixth sense would not stop screaming that someone was very, very close. Someone dangerous. It was the same disorienting feeling she’d had days earlier, when her seventh sense, or her Xerati sensing, as she supposed she could call it now, had utterly failed to detect that messenger’s killer, but she’d still felt very much in danger. Immediate, terrifying danger.

Why was she so scared? She was literally holding a bag full of legs from spiders she had killed a week ago. She’d seen a face for less than a second behind her eyes.

Guess it was just that kind of face, she shivered.

“Eat shit and die, whoever you are!” Reph shouted, turning and running back to the others. It was only a few yards, but it couldn’t have been close enough.

Moments later, she rejoined a concerned-looking Whissen and Grinla.

“You look like you saw a moose taking a shit,” Grinla said.

“I think my seventh— I mean, my Xerati abilities aren’t picking someone up again,” Reph replied, looking over her shoulder. “We should get goin’. Now. Away from the trees and in the open.”

Grinla frowned. “You mean like in the flower field? With the messenger?”

“Yes, yes. Like that. Come on, let’s go.”

Whissen’s face had paled. Her hands were gesturing, in the pattern that Reph remembered seeing her repeat again and again when they’d first met her.

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