Culinary King 3 by Logan Jacobs

Author:Logan Jacobs [Jacobs, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-28T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

I bolted upright in the tent.

It was still dark, and for a moment, all I could hear was the wild pounding of my heart as I tried to work out what was happening.

I took a couple of deep breaths.

Wemba was still asleep in his bedroll next to me. I could hear him snoring softly. And beyond that, I could hear the sweet sound of birds chirping in their dawn chorus.

Had I dreamed it?

I was sure I’d heard someone calling my name.

But maybe it had been a dream, after all.

I laid back down again in my bedroll and stared up at the dark roof of the tent. The front of the tent was laced together to protect us against the elements outside, but I could smell the fresh, clean scent of the new morning trickling through. The tent walls billowed gently, and a soft breeze slipped through the laces and carried with it the smells of fresh dew on the warming earth.

I sighed comfortably and closed my eyes. I was still tired, and it was early enough that I could get a few more hours of sleep before the others got up and we had to start the day.

Another sweet-smelling breeze wafted through.

I sighed again, pushed down the bedding, and carefully crept out of the tent on my hands and knees so I wouldn’t wake Wemba.

It was still dark outside, but I could see the faint glimmer of a peach hue behind the treetops that told me sunrise was on the way. I got to my feet, stretched my arms above my head, yawned deeply, and shook myself. I was in the loose, thigh-length nightshirt I usually wore to sleep in along with my underwear, and the breeze slipped in under the hem of the shirt and sent a cool shiver up my spine.

Goosebumps broke out on my arms and legs, and I sucked down a deep breath of the fresh morning air. It filled my blood with a crisp, exciting energy, and I smiled to myself as I looked at the lake.

It looked like a Bob Ross painting. The waters of the lake were as smooth as a mirror, and a hazy white mist hung low over the surface so it looked like the trees on the other side of the lake were floating above the ground in a dark, shadowy, indistinct band. It ringed the lake like a necklace, and as my eyes followed the curve of the tree line, I suddenly saw something moving on the other side of the lake.

I strained my eyes to see better through the dim light of dawn.

The movement came again, but it wasn’t on the other side of the lake. It was on the water.

It was a person. And they were walking on the water.

For a second, I just stared in utter confusion.

And then my brain remembered how to function again, and I ran down the slope to the edge of the lake.

My bare feet crunched over the pebbles, and suddenly I was in the shallows with the lake water splashing up around my feet.

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