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The entire group sat spellbound, not able to move or speak. Dumbfounded, they sat staring at the last of the blue ink before it, too, was gone. Luca tried to open more pages but they were stuck fast. All that was left was the eerie image of an old man with hard eyes staring out of the page. The picture gave the appearance of being able to look everyone in the eye at once. His wrinkled skin and worn attire gave Katalea the impression that their host had been around a few millennia. His eyes conveyed that this was not the first group to take up the challenge. His voice radiated distrust and weariness as it filled the room as if it played from a loudspeaker.“You must prove yourselves worthy by solving the first puzzle. Then, and only then, will more be revealed unto you, with greater rewards and greater risks. Are you up to the task? Go forth now with urgency. Much depends on your success. Time is of the essence.”Luca withdrew his hands from the glass encasement. He looked
The Hunt for Knowledge Conjuring a Juicy T-Bone
They planned to leave the following morning. Grandfather called the hangar and had the pilots prepare. Grandmother served another feast for everyone and secretly plotted with Zinnia for a way to take her on a tour of the island. Zinnia squirmed with excitement at the prospect. After eating and relaxing, the four visitors packed what meager belongings they had into the backpacks and duffles that Katalea had shoved into a closet over the years. As Katalea handed out pink and purple backpacks, complete with enough rhinestones to blind an army, she giggled to herself. Feeling the hard plastic square sewn into a hidden pocket in one of Dalya’s bags, Katalea’s fingers searched for the little opening. She found it and removed one of the tracking devices that she had used to avoid Dalya in their high school years. With her thoughts on her prior tormentor, Katalea had slipped down the hall to visit the girl who had once caused her such anguish, and now was looked at like a si
The Hunt for Knowledge The Scent of the Wolf
Dakari sat in a wicker chair on the terrace and basked in the morning sun. It had been so long since he felt this relaxed he thought he might fall asleep. The scent of the pink jasmine bush climbing the balustrade wafted over him and, combined with the lull of the rippling waves below, he teetered on the brink of a well deserved nap. When his feet were knocked to the floor, he nearly jumped out of his skin. By the gods' own control, he was able to keep from shifting to his tiger form. He opened his eyes expecting to see the scaly hide of a weredragon. To his surprise, his sister Maggie stood before him. She grinned the menacing grin of a little sister and pointed her finger at him. “I’m telling Dad that you are back here at the Kundam’s and haven’t bothered to let us know. What the hell is that about?” She hissed, anger with him winning out over her happiness to see him.“No one was supposed to know we were here.” He smiled at her sheepishly, using his hand to shie
The Hunt for Knowledge Going Down
The group gathered on the ferry as the island was shrouded in a thick, concealing mist. Katalea had called the mist to swirl and entwined the heady scent of the salt water to cover the scent of her new friends. It would do no good for the curious to come investigating. The water appeared gray, reflective of the colorless sky. There would be no other passengers, and the jaunt across to the mainland promised to be rough. Katalea didn’t mind the ferry as it jostled them to and fro, it kept her mind from contemplating the scene they had encountered in Dalya’s room. Her friend had been possessed by an erratic weredragon god. If she hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes, she would have doubted anyone who tried to convince her of it. That was why she wasn’t sharing the story with the others.They had spread out to different parts of the ferry for their quick excursion. Aquina was leaning over the railing, hands outstretched, trying to play with a few of her friends as they swam
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The six passengers looked at one another. Before a seat belt could be buckled into place, the nose of the plane dipped at an angle solidifying what the captain had announced. Beecher’s trash fell to the floor and began its descent to the front of the plane. Instead of preparing for a crash landing, Katalea turned to the window and began to war with the storm. Between clenched teeth she hissed, “Dakari, Zinnia, see if you can conjure something to elevate the nose of this beast!” Dakari got up and moved to Zinnia. They huddled together with determined faces and soon Dakari’s lips began to move while his eyes remained firmly closed. Katalea knew he was messaging back home for help. Katalea was fighting a losing battle. If she pushed at the wind, lightning would flare up off to the other side. When she calmed the electricity, hail would begin to pelt the rapidly descending aircraft. It was as if the weather was toying with her. In her concentration, she had not noticed tha
The Hunt for Knowledge Obnoxious Airhead
With backpacks slung over their shoulders, the group got their first glimpse of Rio. The airport in Praia do Galeaão fanned out like the spokes on a wheel, with airplanes of every color in the process of loading and unloading their passengers. In the distance a beach could be seen, and Katalea had a momentary longing for a high-speed run in her feline shape down the white sands at home. Two by two, they ambled slowly down the airstairs, trying to find coordination in their limbs after so many hours of non-use. They were met by two lovely assistants, dressed in conservative navy blazers with crisp white shirts beneath. Beecher’s eyes gleamed incredulously when they explained that the group would not need to join the thousands of other travelers at the customs office. They had a private customs area set up just for them. Katalea smiled at Dakari, “Leave it to Grandfather to do things with style,” she messaged him. He discreetly nodded and followed the others to the
The Hunt for Knowledge Siren’s Song
No one moved faster than Luca. He seemed to be at Zinnia’s side before the scream died on her lips. Beecher and Aquina arrived almost simultaneously, with Dakari and Katalea seconds behind them. Surrounded by glass shards, Zinnia hovered three inches off the floor, wings unfurled. She was not purple, nor was the aura she emitted joyful. She looked absolutely heartbroken. Tears streamed down her face, and her body was violently shaking with sobs. Katalea cautiously approached, somehow afraid to cause Zinnia more pain. “Zinnia, what happened? What’s wrong?” She soothed. Zinnia’s sobs decreased as she saw the others. “I don’t want to seem ungrateful. Beecher’s friend let us use this place for free. It is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.” “I’m lost honey,” Aquina joined in, trying to soothe her new friend. “What made you so upset? When you screamed like that, I thought Hassan himself had gotten in.” Zinnia looked from one to the other and her e
The Hunt for Knowledge Shark Bait
Standing outside her partially open door, he could hear her quiet sobs. It tore at his heart that she was hurting. He knocked softly and waited. She didn’t respond but the door slowly opened. She was walking away from him as he entered, not knowing what to do, he just stepped in and waited. He wished for a smart remark that would piss her off. Anything was better than her gloom. “How could anyone be so cruel to them?” She growled. She picked up a towel and began drying her hair, her rage displayed in the aggressive action. Tiny wisps of blue peaked out as if trying to escape. “I don’t know. Some humans seem to see animals as only a means for profit. Maybe keeping them hungry keeps them from outgrowing the pool,” he reasoned. Gulls sounded outside, drawing his attention. He saw a bright multi-colored kite in the distance swaying to and fro in the sea breeze. His attention returned to her as she wrangled her hair into some kind of knot on top of her head. How
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