Waterfall
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Eureka shivered as water spooled around the place where the boy had fallen. His arm shot out, straining toward the sky, still clutching the can of black spray paint.
Hes messing with us, Cat said, relieved. Isnt he?
When the can fell from the Poets fingers, Eureka saw that the water was viscous, almost tar-like.
Dont go down there, Cat.
He needs help Cat said, but she didnt move.
The witch warned me. That water is enchanted. Its reflection is lethal. It shows the darkest parts of people.
The Poets elbow dipped beneath the Glimmering, as if something gripped it from below. Then his wrist was level with the surface. Cat screamed; Eureka held on. By the time the Poets fingers disappeared beneath the Glimmering, the fight had left Cats body. She slumped forward, dropped to her knees.
He was kind to me when I needed a friend. He wouldnt hurt a soul. Cat trailed off, looked at Eureka, then looked away.
Eureka knew they were both thinking the same thing: if the Poets reflection had killed him, what kind of horror would Eureka see if she looked inside?
The Glimmering was still for a moment. Then three iridescent bubbles rose above its surface. One at a time they popped, leaving the faintest amethyst-colored shimmer in the air.
18
FEVER TO TELL
Shes not there.
An hour later Anders frantic voice traveled up the waterfall from Solons workshop. Eureka had finally dragged Cat back to the Bitter Cloud, where her friend collapsed on her pallet, pushing Eureka away when she tried to comfort her, crying silent tears until she slept.
Cat had wanted to stop at the Celans caves to tell them about the Poet, but it was too dangerous to risk. The Celans already had Seymas death to avenge. There was no telling how they would respond to losing one of their young.
Not at the pond, Ander said. Not with the Celans. Ive looked everywhere. She just disappeared.
What do you want me to do about it? Solon asked.
Eureka moved toward the stairs leading to his workshop. Now that Solon knew shed snuck out, both boys would be furious with her. She had to tell them she was back.
Come with me, Ander cried. Search for her. Atlas is out there. I know it.
All the more reason for you and me to stay home. Were no match for him.
And Eureka is?
Lets hope so, Solon said. If you were to meet Atlas in these mountains
Maybe hes already done the worst thing he can do to me, Ander muttered.
Eureka paused at the top of the stairs. Embers of a fire glowedbelow.
What do you mean? Solon asked.
Theres something I should show you, Ander said.
Eureka peered over the staircase railing. Solon straddled a low-backed leather chair, drinking prosecco out of his broken glass and smoking a cigarette. Ander stood with his back to Solon. He looked thinner. Eureka was used to him holding his shoulders straight, but tonight they slumped as he lifted his shirt, revealing the muscles on his bare torsoand two deep gashes in his flesh.
Solon whistled under his breath. Does Eureka know?
She has enough to worry about, Ander said. He sounded intensely lonely.
Eureka knew about the gashesshed discovered them the first time she kissed Anderbut she didnt know what they meant. There had been so much else to process the night her fingers found those strange slits in his skin. The intoxicating taste of his lips, the storm her tears had begun, Brooks lost in the bay, and the last, most haunting translation of The Book of Love.
Theres this, too. Ander held a long piece of white coral shaped like an arrowhead. It was inside me. I pulled it from the wound.
Solon placed his glass on the floor with a soft clink, his cigarette dangling from his lips. He examined the coral, whipping his finger away when he touched its sharp point. How long have you had this?
Since the day before the storm began. Ander flinched slightly when Solons fingers probed his back. Eureka went sailing with Brooks. I knew she wasnt safe, so I followed her in the water. I saw the twins fall overboardhe closed his eyesand her dive after them. But before I could do anything to help, something tore into me.
Go on. Solon ashed his cigarette.
It wasnt invisible, but it wasnt visible, either. It was a wave moving independently from the other waves, a sovereign force of darkness. I tried to fight it, but I didnt know how to fight such a thing. I pity Brooks, now that I know what he endured.
The coral dagger carves a gateway for Atlas to enter Waking World bodies. It is so sharp because it is dead. Solon leaned back in his chair. Ive never known Atlas to inhabit two earthly bodies at once, let alone a Seedbearer body. He grows bolder all the time. Or perhaps he isnt working alone.
Who else would he work with? Eureka wanted to ask. She sensed from the fear that flashed across Anders face that he knew whom Solon meant.
Solon handed the coral back to Ander. Hold on to this. We will need it.
Am I possessed?
How would I know? Solon asked. Do you feel possessed?
Hes messing with us, Cat said, relieved. Isnt he?
When the can fell from the Poets fingers, Eureka saw that the water was viscous, almost tar-like.
Dont go down there, Cat.
He needs help Cat said, but she didnt move.
The witch warned me. That water is enchanted. Its reflection is lethal. It shows the darkest parts of people.
The Poets elbow dipped beneath the Glimmering, as if something gripped it from below. Then his wrist was level with the surface. Cat screamed; Eureka held on. By the time the Poets fingers disappeared beneath the Glimmering, the fight had left Cats body. She slumped forward, dropped to her knees.
He was kind to me when I needed a friend. He wouldnt hurt a soul. Cat trailed off, looked at Eureka, then looked away.
Eureka knew they were both thinking the same thing: if the Poets reflection had killed him, what kind of horror would Eureka see if she looked inside?
The Glimmering was still for a moment. Then three iridescent bubbles rose above its surface. One at a time they popped, leaving the faintest amethyst-colored shimmer in the air.
18
FEVER TO TELL
Shes not there.
An hour later Anders frantic voice traveled up the waterfall from Solons workshop. Eureka had finally dragged Cat back to the Bitter Cloud, where her friend collapsed on her pallet, pushing Eureka away when she tried to comfort her, crying silent tears until she slept.
Cat had wanted to stop at the Celans caves to tell them about the Poet, but it was too dangerous to risk. The Celans already had Seymas death to avenge. There was no telling how they would respond to losing one of their young.
Not at the pond, Ander said. Not with the Celans. Ive looked everywhere. She just disappeared.
What do you want me to do about it? Solon asked.
Eureka moved toward the stairs leading to his workshop. Now that Solon knew shed snuck out, both boys would be furious with her. She had to tell them she was back.
Come with me, Ander cried. Search for her. Atlas is out there. I know it.
All the more reason for you and me to stay home. Were no match for him.
And Eureka is?
Lets hope so, Solon said. If you were to meet Atlas in these mountains
Maybe hes already done the worst thing he can do to me, Ander muttered.
Eureka paused at the top of the stairs. Embers of a fire glowedbelow.
What do you mean? Solon asked.
Theres something I should show you, Ander said.
Eureka peered over the staircase railing. Solon straddled a low-backed leather chair, drinking prosecco out of his broken glass and smoking a cigarette. Ander stood with his back to Solon. He looked thinner. Eureka was used to him holding his shoulders straight, but tonight they slumped as he lifted his shirt, revealing the muscles on his bare torsoand two deep gashes in his flesh.
Solon whistled under his breath. Does Eureka know?
She has enough to worry about, Ander said. He sounded intensely lonely.
Eureka knew about the gashesshed discovered them the first time she kissed Anderbut she didnt know what they meant. There had been so much else to process the night her fingers found those strange slits in his skin. The intoxicating taste of his lips, the storm her tears had begun, Brooks lost in the bay, and the last, most haunting translation of The Book of Love.
Theres this, too. Ander held a long piece of white coral shaped like an arrowhead. It was inside me. I pulled it from the wound.
Solon placed his glass on the floor with a soft clink, his cigarette dangling from his lips. He examined the coral, whipping his finger away when he touched its sharp point. How long have you had this?
Since the day before the storm began. Ander flinched slightly when Solons fingers probed his back. Eureka went sailing with Brooks. I knew she wasnt safe, so I followed her in the water. I saw the twins fall overboardhe closed his eyesand her dive after them. But before I could do anything to help, something tore into me.
Go on. Solon ashed his cigarette.
It wasnt invisible, but it wasnt visible, either. It was a wave moving independently from the other waves, a sovereign force of darkness. I tried to fight it, but I didnt know how to fight such a thing. I pity Brooks, now that I know what he endured.
The coral dagger carves a gateway for Atlas to enter Waking World bodies. It is so sharp because it is dead. Solon leaned back in his chair. Ive never known Atlas to inhabit two earthly bodies at once, let alone a Seedbearer body. He grows bolder all the time. Or perhaps he isnt working alone.
Who else would he work with? Eureka wanted to ask. She sensed from the fear that flashed across Anders face that he knew whom Solon meant.
Solon handed the coral back to Ander. Hold on to this. We will need it.
Am I possessed?
How would I know? Solon asked. Do you feel possessed?
