Blood Lines: Kallen's Tale (Witch Fairy #3.5) by Bonnie Lamer Page B
Authors: Bonnie Lamer
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to her fears, though.
Grandmother gives her a curt nod. “You have been expected for quite some time by a select few.” I wonder who those select few are besides her and Tabitha.
“You mean people you’ve shared your visions with?” Now Xandra is annoyed. I cannot believe how quickly her emotions can change directions. Though, I am annoyed as well that Grandmother chose to share her visions with others but not me. It would have made things a little bit easier when I arrived in this realm.
Grandmother inclines her head and says, “Yes.” Simple as that. No apologies.
I shake my head and turn so I am facing Xandra. “It will be fine. Grandmother would not have shared anything with someone she did not trust wholeheartedly.” That is true, but that does not make it right that she left Xandra and me in the dark.
In her best snarky tone, Xandra says, “Fine, let’s go meet the Fairies who want to kill me this time.”
Grandmother chooses to ignore that last comment. Without a look back at us, she walks to the door and goes outside. Apparently, we are doing this in the snow and cold.
Chapter 8
Grandmother stops just outside the door and we almost run into her. “Alright, Xandra. Take my hand.” She holds her right hand out to Xandra and after a pause, Xandra places her hand on top of it. “Now, I will send you an image of where we need to end up. Keep that image in mind while you open a passage to the Fae realm.”
Xandra’s confidence seems a bit shaky at the moment. That is probably why she has closed her eyes as she waits for the image. This is a skill that Grandmother gained after many years of practice. She is not able to send telepathic verbal messages like I am and I have always been glad about that.
I can tell the moment the image Grandmother sent her hits Xandra’s brain because she is startled and almost loses her balance. Regaining her focus, Xandra reaches a hand out in front of her. I have seen her do this once before and it is surreal to say the least. Gateways require a great deal of magic and are similar to blowing a whole through both realms with explosives. The fact that she can simply peel back layers between the realms as if they are onions could start a whole new field of metaphysics. Xandra pulls her hand towards her and it looks like she is turning a page in a book. Suddenly, the trees and snow have disappeared and the beach and ocean that I love are there right in front of us as if we are looking through a window.
Xandra’s family gasps at the site. I am sure I did the first time I saw this as well. Grandmother, however is standing to the side with a smug smile. She had no doubts. “Perfect. Shall we?” she asks, ignoring the amazement on Xandra’s face over being successful.
Giving her family a final smile and wave, she turns toward the passageway but she stops abruptly and Grandmother almost runs into her. An apologetic smile in place, Xandra says, “I almost forgot.” She reaches out a hand and runs it through the passageway, clearing it of the magical residue that burned Olwyn and Maurelle when she sent them flying back to the Fairy realm. Looking back at Grandmother, she says, “It would have burned us if I hadn’t cleared the residue. It should be okay now.”
Tentatively, Xandra puts one foot forward through the opening. Determining that she has indeed cleared all of the residue, she steps through. I admit I am a little nervous as I follow her. Xandra is impervious to a lot that will cause harm to other Fairies. She is not the best divining rod for magical booby traps in the realm.
When Grandmother and I have passed through unharmed, Xandra turns back towards her family and gives them a final wave. Then she reaches out her hand, grabs the torn piece of the realm and pulls it back,
Grandmother gives her a curt nod. “You have been expected for quite some time by a select few.” I wonder who those select few are besides her and Tabitha.
“You mean people you’ve shared your visions with?” Now Xandra is annoyed. I cannot believe how quickly her emotions can change directions. Though, I am annoyed as well that Grandmother chose to share her visions with others but not me. It would have made things a little bit easier when I arrived in this realm.
Grandmother inclines her head and says, “Yes.” Simple as that. No apologies.
I shake my head and turn so I am facing Xandra. “It will be fine. Grandmother would not have shared anything with someone she did not trust wholeheartedly.” That is true, but that does not make it right that she left Xandra and me in the dark.
In her best snarky tone, Xandra says, “Fine, let’s go meet the Fairies who want to kill me this time.”
Grandmother chooses to ignore that last comment. Without a look back at us, she walks to the door and goes outside. Apparently, we are doing this in the snow and cold.
Chapter 8
Grandmother stops just outside the door and we almost run into her. “Alright, Xandra. Take my hand.” She holds her right hand out to Xandra and after a pause, Xandra places her hand on top of it. “Now, I will send you an image of where we need to end up. Keep that image in mind while you open a passage to the Fae realm.”
Xandra’s confidence seems a bit shaky at the moment. That is probably why she has closed her eyes as she waits for the image. This is a skill that Grandmother gained after many years of practice. She is not able to send telepathic verbal messages like I am and I have always been glad about that.
I can tell the moment the image Grandmother sent her hits Xandra’s brain because she is startled and almost loses her balance. Regaining her focus, Xandra reaches a hand out in front of her. I have seen her do this once before and it is surreal to say the least. Gateways require a great deal of magic and are similar to blowing a whole through both realms with explosives. The fact that she can simply peel back layers between the realms as if they are onions could start a whole new field of metaphysics. Xandra pulls her hand towards her and it looks like she is turning a page in a book. Suddenly, the trees and snow have disappeared and the beach and ocean that I love are there right in front of us as if we are looking through a window.
Xandra’s family gasps at the site. I am sure I did the first time I saw this as well. Grandmother, however is standing to the side with a smug smile. She had no doubts. “Perfect. Shall we?” she asks, ignoring the amazement on Xandra’s face over being successful.
Giving her family a final smile and wave, she turns toward the passageway but she stops abruptly and Grandmother almost runs into her. An apologetic smile in place, Xandra says, “I almost forgot.” She reaches out a hand and runs it through the passageway, clearing it of the magical residue that burned Olwyn and Maurelle when she sent them flying back to the Fairy realm. Looking back at Grandmother, she says, “It would have burned us if I hadn’t cleared the residue. It should be okay now.”
Tentatively, Xandra puts one foot forward through the opening. Determining that she has indeed cleared all of the residue, she steps through. I admit I am a little nervous as I follow her. Xandra is impervious to a lot that will cause harm to other Fairies. She is not the best divining rod for magical booby traps in the realm.
When Grandmother and I have passed through unharmed, Xandra turns back towards her family and gives them a final wave. Then she reaches out her hand, grabs the torn piece of the realm and pulls it back,
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