Whisperworld by Aron Christensen & Erica Lindquist

Author:Aron Christensen & Erica Lindquist
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Loose Leaf Stories
Published: 2014-07-03T22:00:00+00:00

. 15 .

When I woke the next morning, Zach was already up. He had cactus fruits and a few twists of lizard jerky laid out on his bandana. He separated them out into two small piles. It didn’t seem like very much food even before dividing it and our supply situation wasn’t looking too rosy.

“That’s not going to last us long,” I said, stretching. “How’s the water?”

Zach shook both canteens and they made a pleasant gurgle. For now.

“We need to find those Whitefingers soon,” he said.

My head felt a lot better after a night of sleep with accompanying food and water. But it was a good thing Zach had kept my first meal light – when my body got used to food again, it would want more. Zach and I ate sparingly from his meager stores and drank as little water as we could manage. Zach gave me more than he took for himself, citing my injuries, but promised that he wouldn’t do anything ridiculously heroic to spare me. Liar.

The heat shimmer swallowed all but the faintest shadow of Angel City to the east. Between that and the glow of the sun, we had a vague bearing, at least. So we moved north. On our left, the Pacific Desert was an endless expanse of blinding white. We kept our goggles firmly fitted over our eyes as we walked. My injured leg was stiff, but working a little more normally today and Zach didn’t have to slow down much for me.

I wasn’t at all certain that we were going in the right direction, but when I had chased Kiyu out here before, my eyes were more or less glued to the ground, searching for any trace of the pretty Whitefinger girl. Zach had been watching my back, thankfully, and had a better image of the landscape we had tracked her through.

So I let him do the searching this time, and busied myself scanning the horizon. Maybe someone was still looking for us. I didn’t know if Thorn had Greenguard scouring the ruins or if the High Gardener figured that Zach and I were just as dead out here as chained to the stakes. And the Whitefinger man, Jacks, had sent us into the Whisperward with his message. After all the time and effort his team invested in reaching the Angel City Stormsphere, perhaps they had stuck around to see what came of their message. I sure hoped so. If the Whitefingers were already gone, we really were dead.

A glint of light caught my eye. I blinked, wiped dust off the lenses from my stolen goggles and looked again. Something shined out there, behind us, flickering in and out of my vision. I whistled Zach to a halt.

“Zee? Do you see that?”

He turned around and looked where I pointed, but the light was gone now. “What was it?” he asked.

“Something shiny.”

“Probably lightning glass or maybe some old metal,” Zach said with a shrug.

Fulgurite glass not yet broken apart by the storms sometimes gleamed like that.

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