After hours and hours of walking back and forth several times, I did not come across the trail, or any kind of trail at all, to be honest. To make matters worse, it was getting colder as the night began to fall.My stomach growled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. Yet another worry to add to the pile of worry that was building in my mind. "This has got to be one of the top ten dumbest decisions I have ever made," I grumbled to myself as I slumped on a rock, giving up on moving any further in the dark.There were plenty of branches around that had fallen from the trees, and I thought for a moment about making a fire and possibly cooking something over it. "Oh, get real, Mara!" I snapped as I wrapped my arms around my knees, trying to hold on to what little heat I had left. "You are not a girl scout and wouldn't know how to hunt unless it was on a good bargain for the meat you cook on your stovetop." Shivering harder, I let my mind wander back home, trying to
I gasped in pain and pulled my arm back and cradle it to my chest as the person's voice finally broke through the fear-filled haze of my mind. "Dammit, Mara. It's me, Erik.""Erik?" I breathed in disbelief."Yes. You know... your brother..." "Erik," I repeated as if that single name was my lifeline."It's okay, Mara. You're safe now," he reassured me softly. I threw myself into his arms and tried to catch my breath. Over his shoulder, I could see the two bodies still wrestling around on the ground. Their claws catching the light from the planet giving off an eerie glint as they dripped with blood. With strength that I've only seen in the movies that depicted supernatural creatures, one shadow kicked the other off him and sent it flying into the trees. With the same speed, he jumped to the immobile creature in a blink. He lifted his hand high then slashed it down towards the body. I hid my face in my brother's neck, not wanting to see the killing blow. "Tohr," my brother called out
The gentle sun was bathing my face in warmth the next morning as I awoke and found myself staring up at the same image from yesterday. A gorgeous dragon was above my head, poised and ready to roar or breathe fire. I tried to make out the symbols that circled it as I slowly sat up in the bed. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Tohr's voice came to me. I wasn't surprised, having fallen asleep with him in my room last night. He had been kind enough to keep me covered. But I really should have known there was no way he would have left me alone. "Yes, it's very beautiful," I arranged the blanket under my arms so there was no chance it would fall. My face flushed, realizing he had seen me completely naked last night when I was distraught.I looked back to the runes again to get the attention off me. The weirdest thing about the runes was that I could almost recognize them. They were tickling the inside of my brain, yet I couldn't figure out exactly where I knew them from. "We are the 'fyre'," he tr
A few minutes later, the door had banged open again and instead of the maid, I turned to find Tohr filling the doorway with a look of anger on his face. I stumbled back against the large canopy bed, suddenly fearful."What did I say, little fyre? You do not wish to take on the King. The first day of our courtship, and you already are denying my gifts!" he snarled."Wh-what gifts?" I asked."The dress I had made for you! The seamstress was up all night to make sure it was ready for you," he told me.Shame at my behavior filled me, and I dropped my eyes. "I'm sorry… I didn't know. I'm still having trouble understanding your language."That seemed to pacify him a bit. "I apologize, I should have anticipated something like that."He had opened the door and waved the woman back in. She hurried in with her eyes down and bowed low to him. She said something softly to him and was a little excited when I realized I could actually pick up individual words."Drayssnar?" I asked him.The king turn
"What the hell, Erik?" I snapped at him.I began pacing around the room over and over again. I was desperately trying to figure out how to get myself, and my brother, out of this crazy mess of a world. "Mara, please calm down and take a seat," Erik implored me. He held out a chair that was in front of the vanity and waved a hand to it. I let out a loud sigh and sat down in the chair, trying to arrange the scarves to allow me some privacy. "I know you have a million questions. So, spit them out. What do you want to know?" Erik began patiently. I gave him half a smile when his words echoed something he had said to me often while we were growing up. I would proceed to hound him with questions, and he would, just as patiently, answer them as best he could. "How did you find this place? What do the tattoos mean? What are those bear/horse/dog creatures? How far from earth do you think we are? Is there any information on when the portal opens here? Why is the king insisting on taking m
"What did you end up doing?" he asked suddenly, changing the subject.I returned his small smile with a weaker one of my own. "I studied parapsychology and cryptozoologist."Erik's mouth dropped then he tossed his head back, laughing heartedly. "I can't believe Mom and Dad let you do that!" "They were… unhappy to say the least," I replied honestly. "I'm sure that they think that I'm insane. However, we haven't spoken in many years until I came back to the portal. The one night I stayed, they pointedly ignored me."Erik's eyebrows raised, and he frowned in disapproval. "I can't believe our parents would treat you like that.""You know that we've never seen eye to eye. They never treated me the same as they did you. I was always the biggest disappointment. With you gone, I was the only child they had left to carry on the proud Corliss legacy. However, I failed to do so because I would rather chase monsters, ghosts, and UFOs rather than settle into a 'proper' job," I explained. "That's
"Oh! So, you'll disobey him to bring me here, but you won't fight him over claiming me," I pointed out. Erik's look cooled. "Because such a thing would be a fight to the death. Never get between a Draygon and his mate. More than one Draygon has died trying." I opened my mouth to argue with him, yet the seriousness of his gaze told me that I wasn't going to win. "You know you are saying that wrong," I decided to battle out since I was in the mood to be petty. "What word?" he asked. "Dragons. You are pronouncing it Dray-gone," I told him. Erik had a thoughtful look on his face. "I never really thought about it, to be honest. Nerrian is the one who helped me learn their language, and this is how he explained it." "But I thought only you and the King spoke English," I pointed out. "Nerrian. He has his ways. You'll see when you meet him. Now, are you going to correct me all day, or did you want to see the portal?" Erik asked briskly. The look I gave him told him quite clearly that
My scream echoed through the room, reverberating around the walls over and over again. Somehow the creatures were still louder as they hissed at me. Their jaws opened like a flower to the morning sun, revealing a set of teeth that would have put any proud snake to shame. Bright-yellow and deadly liquid dripped from their incisors, leaving little doubt in my mind that they were poisonous. Their sticky green bodies wiggled out to reveal an eel-like figure. It had two legs situated on the back segment that they lifted on once they were completely free of the pillow.In a panic, I searched around for something to defend myself with. But I was caught between the wall and the bed. I move towards it only to watch their heads track me and prepared to strike. Freezing, I hardly dared to breathe liking them to T-rex; the more I moved, the better they could track me. My mind raced, wondering how on earth I was going to get out of this. I had managed to be backed into a hard corner between them an