The queen–it is the real queen–doesn’t take us to the palace. We go back to the building where I killed the glimmer insects. “So I take it you’re the death mage,” the queen asks me, calmly, as the three of us tread through the building’s dark interior. “Is that how you made it go dark?”Continue reading “Chapter 17 (death day)”
So, brain, the summer mumps. A summer of summer mumps. Kolariq brought…
We stop, and the end of the tunnel is a mess of scraped stone and chipped fragments. I wonder if they ever stop making the tunnel longer.
“I am actually the queen’s friend,” the woman in the parka says.
So, brain, the three of you made it out of the dimensional palace in the same number of pieces you came in.
Right, brain, it was afternoon? Or…was it morning? Or, brain, are you merely getting caught up in the finer details that don’t affect the way you really felt? Anyway, brain, the sun was up there somewhere
I can’t shake the sensation that someone’s eyes are staring into my back as Rattle-bones and I slowly make our way through the streets. I glance behind us several times, but the white stone buildings don’t even have windows.
Rattle-bones sleeps downstairs, on the couch…
The house is hidden, sort of, at least from where the trail…
I wait until Rattle-bones is dead asleep