Semua Bab Leesa's Advent: Bab 381 - Bab 390

Leesa had no more time to spend on the bloated corpse of the Necromancer. The dead wizard was a thing of the past—her concerns lay in the immediate future, with doing everything she could do to save her son.Invigorated by the knowledge that Dominic had emerged victorious over their hated foe and thus was probably still alive somewhere in this godforsaken place, Leesa cast her telekinesis out into the darkness once again. For the first time since she entered the world inside the table, real hope flared in her breast. Her optimism was further buoyed by the thought that if Dominic had indeed destroyed the Necromancer, he might not be too far away.As she drifted past the Necromancer’s body, Leesa realized she needed a way to make sure she was moving in the right direction. The last thing she wanted to do was to head off at an angle that might carry her farther away from Dominic.Reaching into her pocket, she took out her ring. What she saw surprised he

Rave sat on the thickest limb of one of the backyard trees, his legs dangling into the empty air, watching Ralin play in the branches above. His son was scampering about the upper reaches of the tree a little less aggressively than usual, and Rave guessed it was because his hand was beginning to bother him to the point where he was now favoring it. Even from here, Rave could see that the discoloration continued to darken.As he had done so many times already in the past two hours, he glanced down at the black table below, hoping to see some kind of light or movement in its dull black surface. Once again, his eyes found nothing but the same frustrating empty blackness. He didn’t let his gaze linger upon the tabletop—doing so was pointless, and he didn’t want Ralin noticing how much attention his father was paying to the table. Ralin had no idea his mother was somewhere inside its dark depths, searching for the man Leesa and Rave both hoped could fix their son’s hand.Using only his goo

The first time the unusual dream visited Leesa’s sleep she didn’t think much about it, other than it would have made a great beginning to a pretty cool book. She had dreamed about a bunch of teenagers called the Miracles, all but one of them possessing a specific magical power. It wasn’t wizard magic like hers, but some of the powers were similar. One curly-haired blond girl could perform telekinesis, and her handsome Mexican boyfriend could create magical light, similar to Leesa’s illumination orbs. A beautiful Asian girl possessed a healing power. Other powers were very different from anything Leesa or Dominic could do. One freckle-faced, red-headed guy could rewind time for a short period—that was a very cool trick, she thought—and the youngest guy could turn himself invisible. The girl who didn’t possess a power was named Leah, and she was about to turn eighteen. Leesa remembered how her own magic had begun appearing shortly after her eighteenth birthday, and she hoped something s

A week passed uneventfully. With each dreamless night—and with no further mention of the dream from Ralin—Leesa’s concerns slowly ebbed. The first night, she had considered attempting to summon the dream to see if it might have more information for her, or at least to try to see as much as Ralin had. She had discussed the idea with Dominic, but the wizard had offered no real advice, telling her this was one decision she would have to make for herself. In the end, she had decided that letting sleeping dogs lie was probably the best course. Unless Ralin brought up the dream again, she was not going to risk stirring things up.Ralin continued to struggle with the everywhere/nowhere technique—it now appeared as if his progress the day he told Leesa about his vision had been an anomaly, not a marker of some hurdle crossed. Dominic was a patient teacher, though. He continued working on it with Ralin each day, because it was the foundation upon which so much more could be built. Ralin did no

“You have made your world safe, for the time being at least. Now, will you come and help save ours?”The words of the mysterious female voice from out of the black portal echo in my head. Less than an hour has passed since my Power finally appeared, triggered by the scorching fire of the balrog. The confrontation with the lava dragon was the penultimate challenge of a five hundred mile journey by land and sea, a journey marked by danger and death, by attacks from a swarm of wyverns, a kraken and a snake-haired gorgon, among others. Am I ready to step into an Anomaly now and journey to the nightmare world from whence those monsters sprang? I don’t see how I could be—how anyone could be.My friends are all staring at me, waiting. I look at my fellow Miracles first. In all the world, these six are the only others we know of who possess a Power. I’m pretty sure they would all come with me if I were foolish enough to go. I’m certain Radar