now.”
We stood facing the ocean, the grass under our feet a vibrant lime green. The water splashed in its tumult of blues, the majesty , as always, taking my breath away.
“You ready?” Talina turned her head to face me.
Taking in a lung full of the salty air, I nodded. From the corner of my eye I noticed Lucy drop down onto the ground. She was our run-for-help girl.
The air shifted around us as Talina called her energy and the water surrounded her. I flung forward my golden cord and , without any physical contact needed, a strand flew from the center of the water spout and we were tethered together.
So you don’t have to touch us. Talina’s voice held a curious wonder. Let’s see what else we can do.
The Walker had said my mind and energy were the key to controlling this tethering. That if I simply visualized what I wanted, I could manifest it.
Josian had said this was unheard of, even from the original Walkers. The ability to create and destroy on that level was the domain of the lalunas alone; not Walkers.
I could see the golden thread attached to the watery center . I tugged on it again and, as before, it simply stretched out.
What are you going to do? Talina asked as she watched me. She stood calmly, knowing she had no control over what I was doing.
I laughed. I have no idea. I’m going to picture an axe or sharp object and use it to cut the cord.
What about scissors?
I paused. That could work.
It took very little effort now to manipulate my energy and it no longer scared me. At some point my power and I had formed an understanding and there was an almost co-dependent bond between us.
I mentally shaped a very sharp pair of scissors, and strangely enough they appeared before us in almost a ghostly specter. I directed them toward the tether.
Closing my eyes , I forced the blades of power shut. An explosion flashed and my eyes flew open in time to see a massive shimmering wall of energy form between Talina and me. Her eyes widened and at that moment we were blasted apart. I flew backwards. It felt like the wall was slammed against my body, pushing me. And if the force didn’t abate soon, I was going to hit the house. I noticed then that the cord tethering me to Talina had not fully been severed; it had only partly disconnected.
And if I wasn’t mistaken the partially broken golden cord was the sparking, fizzing force pushing me back.
I formed my scissors again and, using more of my energy, I surrounded the cord and forced the blades to close. Screaming out with more of my strength, I finally heard the clink of the metaphorical power scissors as they cut those final strands. The wailing wall of energy died and I hit the ground with a hard thud, the final force sending me into the front window of our house.
I braced myself as the glass shattered around me . I could feel the jagged points cutting through my shirt and into my back and sides. A scrape burnt along my cheek. The piercing pain started at my lips and continued up past my eye. I wanted to scream. The pain was agonizing as glass punctured along my body, ripping through my delicate skin.
Finally I stopped moving. I was in the front meeting room, my blood spraying around the white carpet and walls like some macabre painting. I shuddered, my body shaking as I fought the urge to collapse. I knew the glass still littered my body and I really didn’t want to push it in further.
“Aribella, don’t move.” My father’s voice sounded from the back doorway.
“Wasn’t planning on it,” I croaked out, my voice shaking.
I heard more movement behind me, followed by a gasp which definitely came from my mother.
“Do something,” Lallielle murmured.
Damn, what could they see, besides the ton of blood I was dumping on the floor?
Lucy’s horrified face appeared on the outside of the broken window. Behind her was a dripping wet Talina.
“Glad to see you had water to cushion your fall and not a damn house.” I shuddered more.
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