Category: Writ

Emily stumbled for the third time, swearing. “Okay! It is totally twilight now, let’s camp before I break something.” “How fast would you heal if you did break something?” Tanis clicked on her flashlight, looking for a good spot off the path to set up camp. Emily followed her, dropping comfortably onto a clear patch of ground. “Awesome, your flashlight works!” “Of course it does, it’s powered by a dynamo, you just squeeze it a bunch to build a charge. I figured a world that uses water-powered mills wouldn’t object…

Emily slouched in the weird sling back chair in the living room and listened to the others argue at the dining table. “Less chatting, more deciding.” She gave them a cold stare over her book and Tank, who’d been the instigator, hunched his shoulders and sighed. “Okay,” he relented. “I’ll vote whatever Dawn votes.” “Oh my god, I am so surprised.” Hannah’s disdain was incredibly well-rounded for someone who’d only just gotten their driver’s licence. “Well, that means we’re exactly split on the decision, thanks.” She pushed herself away from…

Tanis yawned. “Get some sleep. Who knows how long we’ve been awake.” Emily leaned forward to pull off Tanis’ boots. “Where’s the bathroom?” Emily cocked her head. “Huh, I don’t know.” She stood. “I’m going to go ask and also see about getting you some food. Don’t let Ian’s and my weirdness here fuck up your schedule. You still have to do the normal human stuff.” Tanis finished kicking off her pants and slid under the covers. She already looked half asleep. Emily turned down the lantern by the bed…

The three of them sat in the summer garden, Ian and Tanis at opposite ends of an ornate stone bench, Emily stretched flat in the dry prickly grass. “It could be a day or a hundred years gone by if we go back now.” Ian kicked at a clump of dirt. He’d apologised constantly until Emily told him to stop. “We might as well forge ahead.” Emily stretched, rubbing her bare feet on the grass. “It’s the same logic as taking our time coming here.” Tanis fiddled with a strap…

Emily walked through the arbour, stepping aside so Tanis wouldn’t have to stumble over Ian’s legs. “It’s weird that you don’t feel anything when you cross. Like a tingle or something.” Tanis glanced around. “And that Ian is half in the wall.” He grinned, which was especially unsettling, because the wall cut perfectly down the center of his face. “Hey, I still have an ear on this side.” Emily softly kicked him in the leg, then grabbed Tanis’ hand. “Did they show you the jump back? It’s in the room…