Chapter 13: Cameron’s Choice

What should’ve been a fifteen-minute sprint back into Arkeh:na stretched out into a half-hour slog. The cave-in had destroyed the quickest route back into Arkeh:na’s main levels. The main tunnles, buried. The shortcuts, destroyed. It kept Cameron in the dark about the Community’s safety and lessened Avery’s chance of being saved. They felt more brokenContinue reading “Chapter 13: Cameron’s Choice”

Chapter 12: The Oak Tree

“You say it like this,” Avery said to Basil, then added a whole bunch of complex English words that Cameron didn’t understand. They all sat together in the Centrum that day, they, Avery, Basil, and Maywood. Maywood had gotten out of work early with Basil, and Cameron had just finished up scouring through the tunnlesContinue reading “Chapter 12: The Oak Tree”

Chapter 10: Questions

Avery only visited Arkeh:na two times in the next two weeks. Something about being a “middle schooler” apparently made her life horrible. Traversing through “hallways” of judgmental “high-schoolers” who all “hated” her sounded awful. They couldn’t imagine someone hating her, and knowing she had to “learn about subjects she’d never use in life” made evenContinue reading “Chapter 10: Questions”

Chapter 9: A Wardrobe Change

The following week, Avery went to school like she hadn’t a secret to keep. She paid attention in class and greeted teachers who greeted her first. She acted perfectly normal, the average eighth grader. She wanted to cry the entire time. To fight through it, she managed to skip her last period. She’d pleaded withContinue reading “Chapter 9: A Wardrobe Change”

Chapter 8: Lesson in Language

For a reason they couldn’t quite work out, they awoke with Avery on their mind. She teased their dreams as a fairy, twirling through sky blue waterfalls and pansies, before taking their hand and bringing them into consciousness. When Cameron awoke, they patted their blankets, first for her, then for their Moeder. They found neitherContinue reading “Chapter 8: Lesson in Language”

Chapter 5: The Grandmoeders’ Call

Whatever mood Avery had created with Cameron and his friends died when the woman walked in. She looked like a mom, so nothing like her own mother: wide hips, shoulder-length hair, and a somewhat wrinkled face. She wore a poncho similar to Cameron’s, but around her waist like a skirt, and she wore more gemstonesContinue reading “Chapter 5: The Grandmoeders’ Call”

Chapter 4: Moeder Ellinor

Cameron tried their hardest not to cough in front of the girl. The chase had left them exhausted. To keep her from noticing and to stop her from crying, they’d given her one of their necklaces to wear. Parting from personal gemmes always stung, but they’d worked their wonderful magic yet again. She’d stop crying.Continue reading “Chapter 4: Moeder Ellinor”