Bring Me a Dream by Erin Kellison

Author:Erin Kellison [Kellison, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 22902246
Publisher: Fire Flower Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-08-19T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Vince released Mirren slowly. If he didn’t, Agatha was going to get a show.

They descended into a work Rêve, the surroundings a soft, misty gray that could be manipulated to create a setting and from there, a narrative for revelers.

Wait a sec. What did he care if Agatha saw anything? He snuggled closer to Mirren, relishing the feel of her body against his, and let his hands roam. He loved the way her waist dipped in, tight and tiny, but nature hadn’t scrimped anywhere else. She had an hourglass figure. And like an hourglass, he had the strange anxiety that their time together was growing short.

Submerged in the dreamwaters once again, his mind went cold, threatening to fragment. It was the black stuff on his hands—still there, still staining—that made him let go of her. The stuff had eroded some essential thread in his nervous system. Functions that had been autonomic now required his concentration. His right hand still bore Lambert’s bite, the open scream of a wound. Maybe it was Lambert’s nightmare nature that had made it last, when most everything else in dreams was so ephemeral.

“How do we get the Sandman here?” Once again, he prayed the legend was indeed Lambert.

“I want to see my city first,” Mirren said.

His grip on his sanity slipped. Something about the name Maze City was familiar, but he’d been so mixed up these past couple of days he couldn’t say why. Maybe Jordan had mentioned Lambert was building a city? Vince agreed the concept was very interesting. A working city. Lambert was brilliant, no denying that. “Let’s do the Sandman thing first, though.” Please, Mirren. Then he thought of a better motivation. “We have to take care of David.”

“David?” Agatha put in. “Is he in trouble?”

“He’s fine,” Mirren said to her. “And none of your business.”

“Did he like his nursery? I had it designed by the same people who did the Wardrobe Tales.”

Vince could feel the surge in Mirren’s anger at the mere mention of the nursery Rêve.

“What kid wouldn’t like it?” he said to shift attention away from Mirren and give her a moment to collect herself. “The ceiling-sky was the coolest part.”

“You saw it, too?” Agatha asked him.

“Visited it recently, in fact.” Vince tugged a quick smile, but he flicked his gaze to Mirren to see if her fury had passed.

She’d stepped away from him, appearing as if she were listening closely for something, and then he sensed it, too. Though, for him, the dreamwater air had altered its scent, not made a sound.

“That’s enough,” a new voice said. The senator. “Agatha, wake up.”

Senator Fleight appeared in a wavering shimmer that solidified as a living column of will power. She wore her gray glitter dress and an expression of intense hostility. The rage in the water doubled.

“She came to me,” Agatha said to her mother. “She’s giving me to the Sandman.”

“Wake up right now,” her mother said.

“No. I can’t. It’s happening.” She gestured to Mirren. “Can’t you see it? The nightmares are real.

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