Unnatural History Novels & Stories

The intensity of her gaze, mirrored by the others, made it clear they were curious about what had occupied my time, especially since it wasn’t a large volume. “What’s the title?” I shrugged. “History.” “History of what?” Sinclair asked, stepping closer to me, with the others following suit. I turned to the cover of the book, furrowing my brows when I saw an entirely different name in a language I didn’t know, yet somehow understood: ‘The True History of the Supernaturals and Gods.’ “How do you know it says history? The language is one we don’t know; it’s the one written on the caves,” Rachel remarked, a glint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

She rained water down into an awaiting pool. I laughed despite myself. “I'm going to be a biologist. Zoology I don't understand upsets me.” “These are the cast-off creatures of Eden,” he explained, “ones that were too fanciful to actually exist.” “Makes sense. Evolution wouldn't stand them.” “Fantasy is beyond natural law, dear worm. It's too grand to be constrained by such petty things as gravity,” he said, pointing to the quetzalcoatls' aerodynamically unsuitable forms.