A Crack in the Mirror (first draft)
by Sibille Rose
A young man fights to save magic from extinction in a world that is quickly developing new technologies that renders magic useless.
His heart pounded away in his chest as his feet thumped against the leaf-covered ground. The forest was silent except for the nighttime sounds of the creatures who lived here. Silent except for his panting breath and pounding feet and the crunching leaves beneath hi...
Travel back to the city would be rough, they had been unable to find any of their supplies before they found their way out of the castle. They hadn’t thought to hide their packs outside the castle grounds before entering so they lost them inside. But they woul...
Someone banged on the door waking Claus from his already fitful sleep. Cici murmured beside him, nuzzling deeper under his arm and the blanket. It could have been the building falling down around them and Cici still wouldn’t wake Claus thought as he extracted ...
The scent was the first thing he noticed. The eyes were never the first thing to wake up. The nose always had them beat. The stench of straw and mold permeated the air. Gradually, Claus became aware that he laid on a stiff and scratchy surface. That explained the sc...
Claus paced between the bed and the table in his little cell. Sometime after waking he had taken to calling this room his prison. He didn’t trust to exit the room on his own not knowing where he might end up. He could find himself in the heart of the city that...
Claus awoke on a scratchy pile of hay, his face indented from the chain he laid against. He couldn’t see. He opened his eyes wide but he still couldn’t see. Panic settled against his heart for a brief moment before he realized that they hadn’t give...
Nothing felt the same as he looked at the Lady’s house. The bricks and window slats were all the same as he remembered, but something about the sight set the hairs on the back of his neck up. The air around him felt heavy against his skin. His throat asked for...