TKC 45
Talk is strained, largely because Damin does not know how to
behave. He maintains and expressionless attitude and speaks without inflection,
even when revealing to Alyssa what the situation is. When he speaks of the
danger heading our way from the heavens, his tone is so neutral even I do not
believe him. Alyssa eyes him doubtfully, as does her sister Emily, and I cannot
help myself. I burst out laughing.
“Lyra, you are not helping!” Damin rounds on me. It is the
first real emotion he has shown since we met Alyssa.
Shaking my head, I say, “You convince no one with your
deadpan face. Speak from your heart, Damin.”
He glares at me. “My heart? Really? My heart says stuff all this
and get a move on south. Those who want to come, do so, and those who do not
are wasting my time. This is a fine margin, Lyra. We need to make choices.”
I glare right back, arms akimbo. “I feel the urgency, as you
do, but I am going back to Grenmassin
to get folk moving.” I look up at the heavens and point emphatically. “I wish
the clouds would vanish! If they could see it, maybe we will not need to …”
Light suddenly surrounds me. I am still looking up and I see
the dark clouds part as if commanded. A circle of blue forms overhead and
sunlight pours through.
The sight paralyses me. It is not only the light, but the
fact that something out there seems to have heard me. I stare up, my jaw slack.
Darkness returns seconds later. The blue hole vanishes and I
feel abandoned by the fates. When I lower my head, Damin is smiling.
Alyssa whispers, “It shone on you alone. Who are you?”
“An Elemental,” Emily breathes.
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