Found Objects: A Paranormal Witch Urban Fantasy (Unexpected Magic Book 1) by Christine Pope

Author:Christine Pope [Pope, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Valentine Press
Published: 2022-04-26T18:30:00+00:00

It felt completely silly to slide the glasses under my pillow that night. In fact, I pulled them out and set them on the nightstand, only to heave a breath a moment later and put them back beneath the pillow.

Nothing ventured and all that. Besides, it wasn’t as though I would have any witnesses to this latest evidence of my insanity.

The house had one of those little white-noise generator gizmos sitting on the bedside table, and I’d already turned it on to rain sounds, figuring I could manufacture a monsoon storm even if I couldn’t experience it in real life. This was a quiet street anyway, but now I knew I wouldn’t be able to hear anything that was happening outside…which could be a good or a bad thing, depending on how you looked at it.

Still, since it had been a very long day…and since I’d had two glasses of wine with my takeout dinner…I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. I didn’t know how much time passed before the dream stirred in my subconscious, but there I was in the canyon again.

As before, thunder cracked overhead, and dark clouds covered the sky. I was running, running like I hadn’t run in real life for more years than I could count, my feet driving me forward as though they knew I had a date with destiny, even if my conscious mind still couldn’t quite comprehend what was happening here.

I couldn’t see the figure in the black cloak. No birds circled overhead, and despite the tumult of the storm, the canyon felt oddly still, as if it held its breath, waiting for me to reach my destination.

No, there, up ahead. I squinted past the bright copper strands of hair that whipped around my face, caught in the nearly gale-force winds.

A dark figure, lying prone on the ground, the black cloak still concealing anything of the person who lay beneath it.

This time, though, I was able to approach, was able to kneel down in the reddish, powdery dirt. My hand shook as I reached out to grasp the fallen person by the shoulder and turn them over.

The hood fell away from their face, and my dream-self gasped.

It was me.

No…wait.

I blinked, realizing that this woman was a stranger, for all she resembled me so closely. The same fiery red hair — although hers was much longer, lying in waves over her shoulders and almost down to her waist — the same swoop of eyebrows and full, almost amused lips, although her face was a touch wider, more heart-shaped than oval. Her eyes were shut, but I had no doubt that if she opened them, they’d be the same cool gray as mine, touched with just the barest hint of green.

What the hell?

Did I have a long-lost sister or something?

As that thought passed through my mind, though, I realized I was dodging around the truth because even in this dream…vision…whatever it was…I didn’t want to acknowledge the reality of what I was seeing.

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