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After swigging the contents of the liquid vial, Alexandraya chants the communication spell. Within moments, the Authority’s image materialises within the translucent mist. “Sir, we have discovered the Winter Solstice will be in three days and think this will be our best chance to heal the core, due to the extended nightfall. We’ll do some more reconnaissance this realm evening,” she relays.
“Hello everyone. Continue as planned. Keep me in the loop—”
The magic lapses and the Authority’s image fades away.
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“We’ve got hours before nightfall, perhaps we should takesome time out to look around town and explore,” suggests Alexandraya. “Do not go alone. Everyone must ensure they have another semi god with them for safety purposes. And make sure you keep your coloured finger out of plain sight,” she commands.
All eleven group members hastily agree, including myself. I am super keen to explore the Surface Realm.
Catherine Lowe suggests the Main Street Marketplace as a tourist destination. This recommendation appeals to most of the group, and we head out with rowdy enthusiasm.
The streets are a flurry of activity with crowds of people mingling in and out of the vibrant stalls. All are brimming with activity and an overflow of tourists. One stall, at the end of the block and hidden behind much larger tents, displays a faded, dusty banner reading ‘Ms M Clairvoyant’. The stall is empty, but I find myself intrigued by the space. The other group members are nowhere to be seen, and I hesitate before entering. But a voice from within draws me closer.
“Come now dear, take a seat.” An elderly lady with snow white hair scraped into a bun, beckons.
I follow her request and sit opposite. “Are you Ms M?” I ask.
“Yes, my dear. Give me your hands.” She instructs gently.
I clench my fists and thrust them into my jean pockets, wondering if I should get up and leave.
“There is no need to hide your coloured finger, I know you are not of this realm.”
My eyes widen and my pulse quickens. Ms M lets out a low chuckle. “Now, your hands please.”
Timidly, I place both hands in Ms M’s. She closes her eyes and asks me to do the same. “I can feel your energy, semi god.”
I take a deep breath in. “I’m not sure what to do.” I say.
“Just relax and keep breathing, dear. When your mind is clear, I will be able to penetrate your barriers and glimpse yourdestiny.”
Behind closed eyelids, I continue to breathe until my chest rises and falls in a hypnotic rhythm. I drift into a state of consciousness between wakefulness and slumber.
Ms M’s voice sounds distant, and I need to focus my concentration to hear her words.
“A great journey awaits, one you cannot hide from,” she conveys.
All of a sudden she drops my hands, and they crash onto the table, instantly dragging me out of the dreamlike state.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, my voice shaking from the traumatic wakening.
“There is a deep energy blocking your ability. Once your mind is clear, your psychokinesis will surface.”
My eyes fill with tears, hidden behind a sheath of hair.Psychokinesis?Urgently, I ask,“How can I unblock this energy?”
“That I cannot tell you, only you hold the key. When you truly awaken, so will your power. Leave now child.” Ms M stands and scurries out the back of her tent stall.
Could she be right? Is this why I am able to use magic through thought? And why the sudden departure?
The air is thick with smog as I make my way through the inner streets on my way back to the apartments. I keep walking, not taking any notice of where I am, while I digest the possibility of possessing psychokinesis. It is a daunting prospect, and it unnerves me.
Hours pass and the sky is morphing from hues of burnt oranges to moody aubergine. My thoughts trail to God Apollo as the sun slips from the sky. The streets are deserted as dusk turns to twilight, and they all begin to look the same. It’s now that I remember I shouldn’t be alone.
With the fading light, my panic grows—I have no idea wherethe apartment is or how to get there. I start walking briskly in the opposite direction, hoping to jog my memory on which streets led me here. Nope. Nothing. They all look the same?high-rise buildings and endlessly long streets.
I wonder if the group will notice my absence.
