fantasy, Short Story, The Wyrd and Wonder

The Rainbow Book

How small can a book be? Or how big can it get? In a library far from here or there, in between somewhere and nowhere, there is a book that everybody wants. Especially those who read and even those who don’t read want it because it’s a rainbow book.

Cedric and Lucy were brothers and sisters. They loved chasing rainbows because they wanted the pot of gold at its end. Their friends say there is no pot of gold and its true. Until one day Cedric and Lucy saw a rainbow outside their window. It began just at the edge of their garden and stretched deep into the woods near their house.

They call out to their parents that there’s a rainbow and they zoom out of the house to chase it before it’s gone. They had to prove it to their friends it was real and once they got their gold, they were going to buy many chocolate bars and share it with their friends.

“Come on Cedric, we got to go faster!” shouts Lucy a few trees ahead.

“I can see the pot of gold!” She screams in excitement.

However, it was not a pot of gold they found. It was a tiny little rainbow book wide open, and the rainbow was streaming from inside it.

“What is it?” Cedric pokes it with a twig.

At the touch of the twig, the rainbow book begins to unravel turning into a giant rainbow corridor in the middle of the woods. The walls colour mingled and merged together like a smudged rainbow and at the end of the hall was a bright pink door.

“I don’t like it.” Says Cedric stepping back pulling Lucy.

“The gold is probably inside so no one can just take it!” shouts Lucy in excitement pulling herself away from Cedric.

Lucy runs in, and Cedric follows hesitantly.

They walk down the bright corridor, and Lucy touches the walls, and it bounces like a ripple of water.

Cedric looks at the floor but their feet makes no imprint, it’s like they weren’t there at all.

Lucy tries to open the door, but there is no knob. She pushes it, and it doesn’t budge. Words start to appear on the door.

Here and There

Nowhere and Somewhere

And All In-between

Only the Keen

Can come Within

So their story can Begin

 

“Lucy pokes Cedric, I think it means you must want it too or else we can’t go in.”

Cedric rolls his eyes, “I can read too you know. I want to go in.”

A crystal doorknob materialises at his words, and without hesitation, Lucy opens the door.

Inside was no gold pot. No Basket of chocolate bars. No Cookies or an angry wicket witch. All they saw were two little rainbow books shimmering on a tall smooth glass boulder.

As they got closer towards the books, both start to change colour.

Through Lucy’s eyes, she saw herself flying atop a dragon with her hands in the air. She was wearing warrior armour. She peaks at Cedric’s book, but it doesn’t change. It’s just a mirage of colours swirling.

However, to Cedric, he saw himself as a giant robot with laser eyes and with a turbo hand that shoots out blasts of blue light.

They pick up their books, and the room begins to shake.

They run for the entrance as the walls begin to fade and lose colour. Gone were the bright colours replaced by plain grey concrete.

They reach the woods in the nick of time as the doorway pops into nothing.

Only the sound of the trees dancing with the wind and the chirping of birds singing along with the howl of a fox deeper in the woods.

Cedric and Lucy burst into laughter holding their new books.

They rush home and tell their parents who simply brush everything away as a fancy of their imagination.

They head to their room and open their individual books, but they are empty.

Gone were the dragon and the robot.

They flip and shuffle through the book, flipping through all the pages but there’s nothing.

Just before they give up, words begin to shimmer on their book in bright colours.

Your Story Begins Now

Then both Lucy and Cedric disappear, and their book pops open to the first page as their adventure in their worlds unfolds.

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fantasy, On-going Stories, Short Story, The Faceless Queen, World Weavers

The Faceless Queen VIII

I was raised to be oblivious of the world around me. It was easier to bend me to the will of my father and his court. I had spent my youth playing dress up with beautiful gowns and hiding in my room in self-pity.

Now I sit in the Evergreen Library and I feel foolish.

Eydollon has a massive library bigger than the whole of the Evergreen compound but I had never thought to explore it further than Eydollon’s history and laws. I was conforming myself to past beliefs.

Here the books about the other parts of Eludemare are beyond that I could believe. Kera beside me is as astounded.

“Holy Moly there’s such thing as shapeshifters here. There’s this Cateline that’s rumoured to have turned a fox into a shapeshifter. How cool is that?!”

I roll my eyes. Ever since she had begun reading the books along with me she had lowered her guard down and exposed she was not from Eydollon for I had been to every part of my kingdom and her accent and way of speaking was not from any part. However, the way she read about the rest of Eludemare she seemed unaware of its existence as much as I.

Oddest of all, she had the ability to read the texts of all the different languages although never being to the places.

“Kera, where are you from?” she freezes and looks up to me uncertain what to say.

She sighs, “Here.”

“I’ve read about dragons, shapeshifters, Jinn’s, floating cities, reincarnated Gods what can’t you possibly say that could shock me further than that. I already know you are not from Eydollon.” I slam the book I’m reading shut on the table in frustration.

“I don’t know if I can tell you. One thing I will say though is, I’m here to help you somehow.”

“I’ve seen in your mind you are from another world.”

“Since we’re being honest and prying into each other’s faces, I hope I wasn’t sent here to be sacrificed to be your next face. It’s not that pretty anyway.” Kera rises to walk away but I pull her towards me.

She tries to fight, eyes growing round and frightened. I was growing tired of her rebelliousness and fear.

I grab her shoulders tightly and look deep into her eyes like the other girls she’s seen me take their faces. I could feel her shaking but she defies herself from uttering a sound.

“I made you my servant because I could not take something you are unwilling to give. Have I not proven I would not hurt you. Why must you make it so hard to become a friend?”

“You want to be friends? Would you be friends with the King of Ubel after finding out he turned his court into the Skotos?” I let her go like I was burnt. She saw me equal to that of King Ubel.

She immediately begins to apologize but I throw her out of the library with a brush of my hand slamming the library doors shut at her face.

I could feel my inner fire burning out of my skin and the face of the latest girl burning off at the edges.

I was a monster but not like the King of Uvelin that I knew.

My old true senses returning slowly, my ordinary human senses burning away.

How could I have been so blind to think someone could be my friend.

A hand grabs my arm and I try to shake it off but it holds firm tightly.

If i did not stop the fire I would be faceless to the rulers tomorrow. I could not find a willing sacrifice in time.

“Don’t fight it.” It was the voice of the man her stepmother had brought to introduce me.

“Let go of me. You don’t understand!”

“I do, I was abandoned in the streets of Uvelin to become an odd faceless boy child serving a provincial lord. He used my powers to feed him an endless supply of dumplings.”

“Dumplings?” The fire inside me snuffs out, wisps of it flicker out the tips of my fingers and hair.

The man chuckles letting my arm go. “Long story short, I had been caught on the street creating a dumpling out of thin air. I was hungry.”

I couldn’t help imagine a scrawny little boy with dumplings before him only to be disturbed by men to take him to the provincial lord.

“I wasn’t that scrawny, I was only caught because I had gotten greedy and hadn’t been careful. I usually eat in the safety of an abandoned church cellar.” As he says this I could see it in my mind from his perspective. He was sharing his memories with me.

“We can do that? Share memories?” I ask creating a barrier in my mind.

“Yes, only in our true form. No need to build a wall against me, I would not pry if not invited.”

“But I could see into Kera’s dreams without her permission.”

“She is not like us. We mustn’t share our gifts with others. They may take advantage of it.”

“Kera is different.”

“I know.”

The man sits down in Kera’s seat and beckons me to sit down.

I look around and the world around me feels different, I could not help feeling relieved to have my senses undiluted but I could not stop seeing my father’s judging and disapproving eyes.

I look back at the man and I notice he looks different. He was naked but for bright orange flames flickering around the edges with darker swirls across his body covering the important sections.

I could feel a flush rise up to my face if I had one.

“What you see is my true form as I see you since we have met. although right now you seem to be a little pinkish like you were blushing.”

“What are we?” ignoring his comment.

“You know the answer to that, your stepmother has shared our people to you. Well, half of our true people. We were born in human form, encased. While they are in their true form entirely.”

“You’ve met them?” I sit in disbelief.

“I have travelled around Eludemare, looking for others like us. There are many, taking many different forms of work to use their unique abilities. You are the only other person with a similar ability to create from our energies.  Most of our kind have simple abilities and are kind and humble while there are those who are angry and hunger for more power. We are no different from human folk in terms of greed.”

“I meant the true versions of the Shinkami, you have met them?”

He nods, “I met one in my travels, he was quite arrogant but he says no human or half Shinkami can enter their domain. I have yet to try.”

The library grows quiet. I look at the clock and see that time had moved on quickly. It was time to go back to my quarters.

“I think I better get back to check on Kera.”

The man stands and holds his arm out. “I’ll walk you.”

“I’m Joaquin by the way.” He says as I hook my arm with his.

The library doors open.

“People call me the Faceless one back home.” Joaquin chuckles, “Your real name?”

“I’m Alessa.”

Kera stands at the door looking forlorn as she looks up her face turns to amazement.

I look through her eyes and I too am speechless.

We look formidable.

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Short Story, The Wyrd and Wonder

Unexpected Wizard

“Psst, boy!” said a voice out of nowhere in a quiet study room.

Luke an eleven-year-old boy looks around but sees no one. He feels a little bit scared he was alone and his tuition teacher had left him to complete a worksheet.

Luke had a big exam coming and his parents had made him take so much tuition to catch up with the other kids in school.

He hated school.

“Psst! Boy over here! Pick me up now!” came the voice again. Luke looks around but sees no one but there were two white ivory statues of little Japanese men in kimonos on a cabinet.

Luke walks over to them.

“Yes pick me up!” shouts the voice scaring Luke backwards. It was coming from one of the statues.

“Who are you? Are you a demon? A Ghost?”

“None of those. Come now pick me up!” the voice demanded like an angry uncle.

Luke sniggers, “Why should I? What do I get in return?”

“I’ll make you the smartest boy in the world. How’s that?”

Luke wouldn’t need to do homework anymore if he became the smartest boy but he would love to have new video games too.

“Ok, but I also want unlimited video games!”

“Sure sure.” Says the voice.

“You promise?” but the voice doesn’t reply.

Luke picks up one of the statues but it doesn’t say anything. He picks up the other and the voice comes back.

“Yes! Now kiss me!”

“What!?” says Luke disgusted, “Eww, no way!”

“You want your video games or don’t you?”

Luke lowers his lips in disgust towards the statue closing his eyes but just before it touches the statue the room’s door slams open.

The statues fly out of Luke’s hand and his teacher catches them.

The voice screams in despair.

Luke stood frightened head bowed down. His teacher looked furious.

“Luke, go back to your worksheets.” his teacher demanded and slams the door shut.

Luke dejectedly returns to his table to finish his worksheet.

Soon his teacher returns and sits beside him.

“The little statue you were going to kiss is an evil spirit.”

Luke’s eyes grow round. “He promised me I could be smart and have as many video games as I wanted.”

His teacher shook his head. “No, he would have been set free and hurt you.”

Luke looks at his teacher and for the first time notices how his eyes were changing colours.

“What are you?”

“A wizard. If you study hard you could be one someday too.”

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