In front of Abbie, there were all kinds of armor, including knives, swords, guns, and also gun holsters, belts, whips, and a series of gadgets she couldn't make out by just looking at them.
On her right, a full rack of trench coats, long, and not so long, hooded, in colors or black, with a slit and without.
Annabelle wondered at what kind of place she had arrived, while she watched R looking intently at the wall, and then moving to the rack.
Was she just picking her something so she was not cold, but it happened to be close to this little armor shop inside her store?
Raquel stood in front of the rack as it drew its circles until one of the coats called her attention.
It was brown, matching Annabelle's outfit perfectly.
R took it from the rack and handed it over to Abbie.
"Please try it on, Belle Cat. I want to see if it fits you well."
Annabelle went to try it and found herself in the mirror, surprised at the
They were just thrown out of the store, and pretty much forced to go to the city together.Dominik had said he could take her, but Annabelle was not happy with the idea.For her, the guy's changes were too much for her comfort, as one minute he was nice, and the next he was uncomfortable and defensive.Maybe people in that dream was a little crazy. From the start, she could say they were different, even from their clothing.She was not remotely close to London but she was very happy about that. What if they were different? They treated her like a normal human being, not a princess, or a porcelain doll.The guy looked shy now that he was alone with her, and looked almost desperately for something to say, anything, hoping that whatever it was, was not as bad as all the other things he had said before."So... We should start walking, I guess," Abbie said, and you could almost think they were in an awkwardness contest. He was glad sh
The city rose before their eyes.The cobbled paths were decorated with colored smaller and bigger pieces of what seemed to be semiprecious stones, in pink, green, brown, and blue, mixed with polished river stones, giving a beautiful effect, especially where the sun touched the streets.The palace was a huge stone structure with four towers and several thin golden chimneys that let out white steam.The streets beamed with happy, relaxed people that came and went from one store to the next one.The most usual theme was motion and the large gears that moved the machinery which allowed that transit.What surprised Annabelle the most was the toy store.It was the biggest window in downtown. Framed in golden with red thin lines, the glass allowed the passersby a peek of a fantasy world within the fantasy world.Trains in their tracks, toy monkeys, little horses, and small walking teddy bears, all made of tin, and moving around, in met
They were standing right in front of the exit of that weird and scary metallic box that took them downstairs. Annabelle looked around her as she listened to Dominik.There were big containers in front of her, almost floor to ceiling tin cylinders surrounded by thick metallic hoses."The cylinders on the right are water containers, the ones on the left are converted energy containers.They both go all the way following the wall to the end of the room, where the energy is distributed into other mechanisms, that power the city.Basically, the water transforms in steam, and move the machines that collect energy from Earth's dreamers, and visitors.Then that energy is moved and stored as needed to keep the City afloat and power it up. Everything, including the mirrors, is powered up from that energy.""Every time you mention those mirrors I get more curious.""There's no way to know what you could see there. The first time at least,
Annabelle and Dominik followed The King all the way from the steam room, where they had met the Monarch, to the hidden terrace of the Palace.Most of the walk was in silence, except when the things she saw were too interesting not to gasp for them. At some point, she was curious and had to ask Domi."I didn't believe much of what you said when you said you could bring me into the Palace. How did you meet The King!!!?""The story doesn't go that way exactly, he met me and invited me, I was still a teenager and used to work at the store, but was always walking around.I have to admit that this place never stops surprising me. So one day, I was standing in front of a portal.It wasn't my first time, but I had a difficult day, so I hesitated. He was walking around over there too and then saw me.He said, "That is not the right mood to get in, you know, right? Why don't you come with me now? It's tea time, and tea can't wait.Later y
"Really!? I almost can't believe we'll go there.""Yes, I will take you there, but we're not entering the mirror.""Why not?""Because they are... Dangerous places if you're not in the right mood, or...""Or?""Come on, follow me."Dominik starts walking faster than the pace he's had for the entire day. It seems like he was rushed now, to do something, or go somewhere he doesn't want to. "What changed his mood? Was it something I said?" The girl thought, trying to catch up with her guide.The fact that he had some mood swings since they've met at the store, and has bothered her, slightly enraged her, and tried her patience was, of course, something she kept in her mind.He had been nice for the last couple of hours, especially with the King and the Queen. Now he was not even talking. His latest phrase got caught up in his throat.Abbie wondered if it was a good idea to try and push him to say whatever he wanted to say, or if it was better just to keep walking for now and see how thing
The portal closed right when he was getting there, and a new one took its place. Immediately, Dominik raced in the opposite direction, way back to the palace, in hopes that the portal could be accessed, and he could go in to help her. The way she reacted, he kept thinking, was because she was not used to the energy of the mirrors, more so because they were calling for her to enter.For her to go in and be "fixed."Dominik kept saying that the mirrors were tamed energy. It really was an easy-to-say definition of what they really were. Still, there was a little more to them that he usually didn't say.He didn't expect people to run straight to one of the portals and disappear without him. He usually went with people that wanted a guide. The portals, or gates, were the passageway of energy that directed people straight to their own inner dimensions.Yes, they could be directed in other ways, with a couple of changes on the energy flow that was supplied to them.If that variation happen
The air was starting to feel scarce, and the room smaller.Suddenly Annabelle woke up covered in sweat and with severe pain in her chest and left arm.She opened her eyes, feeling weak, and knowing that the only reason for her to wake up was that she was almost unable to keep breathing.She stretched her arm towards the bell that had been put not even two hours previously by herself on her nightstand, and reached, not without difficulty.The bell reverberated through the hall, bringing three helpers and two worried parents. After seeing Abbie's situation, her parents ran, looking for the contact that Dr. Marsh had given them.One of the housekeepers was immediately sen to the address that had the small paper carefully saved by the Archers to get the new physician to the house as soon as possible.A few minutes later, Abbie was still working hard to get some air in her lungs, when the helper came into the house, almost running with the
"Dear diary:Today, the first night at the house in Exeter, I decided to try the sleeping pills that Dr. Marsh added to my long list.I can say without a question that they fulfilled their purpose, but also, apparently, too strong for me.I had the weirdest, most amazing dream, that also was one of the scariest I've ever had.Who am I kidding? I have never dreamed before. At all. So I can't really tell if my experience can be categorized as normal. In times like this, I would like to have someone to ask.If I tell my parents, I will have to add another doctor and more medicines to my list, and they would say I have brain fever, almost surely.It was about a big, floating island with a nice store and two uncommon, very peculiar but warm strangers. I can even remember their names because they were my favorite people on that dream: Myron and Raquel.I don't know if it's normal to meet people in your dr