Wicked Gods by D.N. Hoxa

Author:D.N. Hoxa [Hoxa, D.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D.N. Hoxa
Published: 2020-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

We traveled for three more days and didn’t run into anyone. That didn’t mean that we relaxed—on the contrary. The better I felt physically, the more I worried that something was wrong. Had Lion-eyes really died in Kall, or was he after us and was going to jump in front of us when we least expected it?

That’s why it was important that we always expected it.

The knife I’d taken from the Diviner’s forehead was still with me. It was actually very comfortable in my hand. The rubbery handle made sure it wouldn’t slip out of my hand easily while fighting. The M embossed at the butt of it, with two vines to the side, confirmed that it belonged to the masters. It was their mark. I wondered if it was a sigil. Those were said to hold traces of magic, enough to take you through a screen, but I doubted the masters would give them so freely to all their guards.

Which made me wonder—why did they mark clothes and other things from our world with their sigils and then…what, take them to be resold in second-hand shops? Why on Earth would they do that?

I’d thought about it a million times before, and I still had no answer. But I was convinced that that leather belt I’d bought at the thrift store just a week before I slipped through the screen and found myself in Alfheimr had a master’s sigil somewhere on it, and that was why I’d been able to pass.

Millie didn’t mention Agda or the blind woman again. Instead, we talked about things that made none of us feel uncomfortable. Mostly Sim told her about Alfheimr, about the gods and the supernatural people of this world, and we sometimes told him stories about Earth, too. He listened with so much focus, you’d think he was physically soaking in our every word. It was no surprise. The people of Alfheimr would kill to go to Earth, to see sunlight for more than a few minutes at a time, to have clean water, and plumbing, and more food than they could ever hope to eat, and technology. To them, it was heaven.

It was heaven to me, too, though I’d taken everything for granted before ending up in this godforsaken place. Going back almost seemed like a dream too good to come true.

We were walking around the town of Balu according to Sim, and we were only a few days away from Arkanda. He seemed to believe that we were eventually going to make it there, and so did Millie. Me? I wasn’t sure what I believed in anymore.

“Nobody’s going to believe me about any of this back home,” said Millie, looking at the desert ahead of us. The sand was dark brown—almost black. It was right next to an empty town we’d just passed, smaller than that of Kall, with thirty-five small, wooden houses that looked like ghosts of their former selves, all of them empty. The town was nameless, as nobody had lived in it for a very long time, according to Sim.

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