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Liquid Sky

Dorsett/LIQUID SKY
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CHAPTER ELEVEN: THE RED DRAGON
Ianus couldn’t take his eyes off of Arun. It looked so much like his father, even
sounded like him. What was it? Fear, anger, and hatred churned inside him. Arun took
an unsteady step toward Ianus; Ianus grimaced. He turned his back on the chimera, and
ran. Down the steps, around the temple, and past the garden, he ran with only one
thought in his mind, away from that monster and his ship. Dodging the tree trunks and
the low-lying branches, his feet pummeled the ground. Harder, faster, must get away,
must escape.
The forest opened to the grassy shore of a lake. Ianus didn’t stop. He ran out into
the water, splashing and thrashing about in the blue-green lake. He let go and fell flat
into the cold water. Rising out of the lake, he screamed. Birds leapt from the treetops
and circled the lake.
“This was not supposed to happen!” He yelled with all his strength. “I did
everything I had to do. He was suppose to survive,” he began to cry, “He was suppose to
survive.”
Ianus collapsed, and began to float. The water was refreshing. He rolled onto his
“Holy Maker of all that is,” said Ianus, still crying, “Why did it have to happen
this way? I did all that was asked of me, except one thing. Should I have gone to
Adrakaya? Should I have sacrificed myself to the A’nath-ari? Would the loss of my life
restore his? A life for a life, debt and payment, is that it?
“Where are the visions now that I need them?” he cried out. “Where are the
visions now? Where is the voice to whisper in my ear? Have you forsaken me? Have I
forsaken you? Help me! O please, God, help me!”
Ianus folded his knees into his chest and submerged himself under the water. In
the cool embrace, he forgot his pain, forgot his life, and forgot to breathe. Splashing out
of the water, he gasped for air. He treaded water for a moment, and then swam to shore.
Slowly, he walked out of the lake, and sat on a large rock looking at the mist, he
felt the sorrow again. He heard footsteps in the forest behind him. Two sets of footsteps,
both women, both makers, Ianus could tell by the way their feet delicately landed on the
leaves and twigs without crushing or snapping them.
“Hello Maya, hello Daru,” Ianus said waving behind him.
Daru and Maya walked around, and stood before him. He could see the concern
in their eyes. Daru reached her hand toward his shoulder. He pulled away, and stared at
the water.
“How did you know it was us?” Daru asked. She rested her hand on Ianus’
shoulder.
“A good guess. I was sure you would come after me.”
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