(The Spinner Sagas)
By KJ Moullen
Publication Date: May 1, 2018
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult
Sixteen-year-old Blaine was a normal teenage girl. Sure, she moved around a lot, but that wasn’t completely weird, right? Then her mom tells her she’s actually from another dimension called Renault, whose inhabitants can do magic. Um, what? Suddenly, Blaine is running from an evil she barely understands. Blaine is thrust into the confusing, beautiful, and magical world of Renault with a mysterious boy she just met. There, she begins to discover her own unique abilities and her place in the universe.
They both stood there for a moment longer. Turning, the second soldier mounted his horse and rode in the direction the other riders had taken. Alone, the commanding officer looked over his shoulder as he mounted his steed. Uttering a strange word, he raised a hand. Just before riding upstream, a ball of fire appeared, suspended over his palm. He approached the field of flowers and released the fireball. In an instant, the beautiful carpet of vivacious majestic color was transformed into a black smoldering heap of ashes. In a flash, the leader and his horse became mere ominous specks in the distance as they rode off to catch up with the others.
Blaine and the boy remained in their hiding place in silence for what seemed an eternity. “Demos Atillia.” The boy’s voice shattered the silence and startled Blaine. As the sound rang loudly and echoed in Blaine’s ears, she noticed that the bubble that once encased them was now completely gone.
The boy tried to stand up, but Blaine reached up and grabbed his arm to stop him. “Wait! Are you sure they’re gone? Is it really safe?”
“You do not feel HIS presence any longer. Correct?”
Blaine realized the boy was right and nodded affirmatively. She no longer felt the overwhelming evil. The boy effortlessly exited their hiding place, but Blaine remained there a few moments longer. She watched the boy walk to the place where the commanding officer last stood. Her mind was filled with questions. What had just occurred? Who were those riders and why didn’t they see us? What kind of magic was that? She stood up. “I’m going to get some answers once and for all,” she spoke out loud. “Okay. Enough is enough! You owe me explanations! And you are going to give them to me, now!” she fumed as she emerged from her hiding place. She stormed up behind him. The boy was down on one knee holding something in his hand. She looked over his shoulder and came to a sudden stop. Gasping, Blaine fell to her knees next to him.
In the boy’s hand lay the most beautiful creature Blaine had ever seen. The features of the fairy’s face were perfect, appearing as if they had been painted on. Her skin was iridescent and sparkled as if she had been dusted with glitter. Her beauty would outshine that of any supermodel that Blaine had ever seen. Sadness overwhelmed Blaine as she realized the fairy lay motionless in the boy’s hands. Her wings were illuminated by light that was dimming with every passing second. Then all at once it was completely gone. Blaine’s heart filled with immense sorrow.
“Is she dead?” Blaine asked already knowing the answer to her question. Suddenly a wind whirled around them gently lifting the tiny body and suspending it in the air. There was a small burst of light and the fairy’s body turned to dust. The dust lingered in the air for a brief moment, glittering in the sun before it was forever lost in the swirling breeze.
Fighting back tears, Blaine shifted her attention to the field of flowers that previously had buzzed with activity and majestic beauty. Nothing remained but scorched, smoldering earth. She turned to look at the boy. His head was bowed and a single tear rolled down his cheek.
“Why?” Blaine searched her mind and was unable to find words to express what she was feeling.
The boy let out a deep sigh as he turned and locked eyes with hers. They sat there in silence for a moment. Then he spoke, “There are answers to your questions. I am resolute when I say look to your heart, Blaine, Daughter of Sairah. Within, are many answers known to you already.” His voice was gentle and kind, but the sadness reflected there brought tears to Blaine’s eyes. She continued staring intensely into his eyes seeking comfort and some reasonable explanation for all that had happened. Reflected there was such depth of wisdom that for a moment she no longer saw him as a boy, but as a man—a man who knew the sorrows of many souls. She could feel the weight of the burden he carried. A burden so great it involved an entire civilization, which at the moment lingered in the balance. She did not know why this knowledge was given to her, but in her heart, she knew a great truth had been revealed. All the contempt and suspicion she previously felt faded. It was as if their souls touched as these words were burned into her heart.
“In a person’s eyes, you see one soul’s world. In it lays the pain of many souls. One of the destined ones. The circle is almost complete.”
These words echoed in Blaine’s head with such force and certainty that it brought excitement to her heart. At the same time, she wept in the depths of her soul.
K.J Moullen started her life as an adventurer. She always loved the outdoors, whether it was playing king of the hill with her pet goat in southern California, playing hockey on the frozen lakes of the Kenai peninsula of Alaska, or snorkeling and surfing off the shores of Maui. Amongst the breathtaking places she lived, her imagination and love for writing knew no limitations, allowing for a lifetime of plotlines and characters to be created and written about. She now shares her life’s adventures with her husband and two children in their home in North Texas.
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