MICA Mica found it strange that in the most chaotic and frenetic time of her life, she felt nothing. She was empty, and not even the panic and fear could fill her up. Mica ran. She and Ben and Aaron and the hysterical mad doctor ran from the Wall and demons and Windrose City into […]Read more "Chapter 60: True Stories You Can’t Unhear"
MARA A fountain covered in snow…. The haunting fountain fading to black just before Mara opened her eyes and coughed up river water. As her body squeezed water from her lungs, the moments before they hit the water flooded back to her. They’d been flying over the city, trying to escape when the Watcher had […]Read more "Chapter 59: Don’t Look at the River, That’s Where They Throw the Bodies"
MICA Some mistakes can’t be fixed, can they? Some mistakes just feel like falling forever. Hours had gone by since Hermes left, and Mica had squeezed her eyes shut in hopes of sleep and rest but had found none. The realization that Anda was gone for good had taken too much out of her. She […]Read more "Chapter 58: Don’t You Know a Demon When You See One?"
The river flows home, and nothing can stop it. High in the mountains, surrounded by sunlight, lush grass, and lazy soaring birds, the river is born, and it is a quiet affair, and the wind rustles the grass and blows feathered clouds down from the distant mountaintops, and the world smells new. From the lake, […]Read more "The River"
MARA Anyone else would have heard silence. Complete and overwhelming silence. But to Mara, the silence shrieked. After they had realized that Watchers and soldiers were coming, Amelia, the Nowhere Woman, had wrapped her eyes in white, gripped the splintered wood, and pointed to the closet. “Stay in there. And don’t come out until I […]Read more "Chapter 57: Falling Towards Something Painful and Solid and Real and Completely Unavoidable"
MICA Some dreams leave nothing histories and memories and emotions like discarded coats and clothes smelling of forgotten people. Some leave behind nothing. Mica’s dreams recently had left nothing, not even rest. Mica awoke to Aaron gently shaking her shoulder. “What is…?” she asked groggily, wondering what time it was and how long she had […]Read more "Chapter 56: Do You Have to Save Everyone?"
MICA Promises didn’t mean much to Mica because people always broke them. But she’d made a promise to Hermes, and she intended to keep it. She just wondered what it would cost her. Paul led Mica back to the antique shop and opened the hatch to the hidden tomb of a room. She descended the […]Read more "Chapter 55: Prophecy, Promises, and Deals"
You might think you understand fire. Maybe you’ve sat around a fireplace, watching logs burn and sputter and snap to life, or perhaps you’ve cooked out under the stars and watched embers float away into the sky. You’ve probably lit a match to lite a candle, a little flame so tender and small that you […]Read more "The Burning of Windrose City"
MICA Luca, Paul, whatever his name was, disappeared, leaving Mica and Ben alone in the underground bunker below the antique shop. They dropped their packs to the dirt floor and collapsed. They sat silently, resting and enjoying a moment of safety until Paul returned dressed in street clothes with boots on his feet. His glossy […]Read more "Chapter 54: Aren’t You a Little Young for Treason?"
MICA Mica ran blindly, envisioning the magenta glowing eyes, bright like a flame, like a burning flower, of the strange creature on the Wall behind her, following her, hunting her. But only the shrieking siren from the Wall pursued them. They fled towards the lights and the city. Mica kept pulling at Ben’s arm, willing […]Read more "Chapter 53: Always There, Always Out of Sight"