It’s time for our Dragonish Problem to become our Holiday Troubles <—the working title for this year’s holiday adventure, coming to you every week in our newsletter.
We did ditch the dragon a few issues ago, so the ongoing story line no longer features her. But she did threaten to come back and cause future problems. I wouldn’t count her out just yet. (But I’m thankful she’s gone, even if it’s only for a little while.)
If you’re just joining us, I’m Ran, the little boy from the Curse Breaker series. Since it’s the holidays, here’s a picture of me:
This week we’re celebrating Thanksgiving in the US with a blockbuster adventure, which I’ll get to in a moment, AND another sale. Just don’t tell our Scribe.
First the sale. This week, Curse Breaker: Faceted and Curse Breaker: Falls are on sale for 99 cents in the US + UK thanks to that Kindle Unlimited Countdown thingy from midnight on Nov. 25 to midnight on Dec. 2.
Both books are free reads if you’re a member of Kindle Unlimited. So grab your copies and start reading today!
And now, it is my greatest pleasure to bring you the first part of our 2019 holiday adventure. So grab your beverage of choice, sit back and let us entertain you:
Holiday Troubles, Part 1
In a previous episode, we decided that blobby thing in the sky wasn’t a real black hole, even though it looked like one from where we were standing. But we still didn’t know what it was; how it had gotten up there, or what it was doing other than exerting a strange force on machines around us that had melted them, as evidenced by the two rows of fused metal, plastic and rubber which had been parked cars before our Newsletter-Dragon had started this whole mess. (She’s a bad dragon need I say more?)
Uncle Miren followed my gaze. He stood next to me now. Papa’s magic had lowered him to the ground just moments before, but he still hadn’t answered my question, so I gave him my best gimlet glare.
“When they started melting, I climbed up here to see how far away that effect had spread.” Uncle Miren shrugged as if he scaled tall buildings everyday, which he most certainly did not. I would know about if did since he babysat me every night.
“How far does that melting effect extend?” Melinda asked, but she didn’t sound like she wanted to know the answer. Someone would have to pay to fix this mess, hopefully not our Scribe. She had enough bills.
Uncle Miren looked pained. “Farther than I can see from the roof.” And it was quite high since Melinda’s apartment building had three floors and stood on a hillside with views of the Hudson River.
“How do we stop this?” Melinda looked to each of us for an answer.
But we were all out of ideas, so her question received a lot of head shaking, even from Papa. His magic liked rocks. If it had ever shown much interest in metal, Papa had never said.
Bear tapped insistently on my arm until I slid it down to uncover his mouth. I swear I didn’t muffle him on purpose. He’s all head and floppy ears, so it’s hard to hold him in this form without holding his head. But he didn’t have any magic in this world, so he couldn’t change his body into something a little more anatomically correct. “I think we’re about to find out. Look!”
Bear was right. The interior of the black blob swirled about like a mist rising from a night-dark river. It was a rather disturbing sight since that mist was piling up into thunderheads above the black thing floating high in the sky. A red light shined in its dark center, and something seemed to follow it.
“What is that? Some kind of portal?” I asked no one in particular.
“That’s what it looks like to me,” Melinda said. “Should we be standing out in the open when whatever is coming through that portal arrives?” She looked directly at me though, making it clear the ‘we’ meant me specifically.
Everyone was always trying to hide me just when things got interesting. Well, not this time. I folded my arms and put my stubborn face on. I wouldn’t leave until I’d gotten to the bottom of things. But I hadn’t factored in Papa’s reaction.
“Good point.” Papa scooped me up and tucked me into his long arms and the magic that always encircled him. They both protected me now as we trooped back through the hole in the wall and lined up on either side of it to peer out.
I didn’t bother to protest. No matter how much I squirmed, I couldn’t get free. His grip was like iron, and his magic too. That was one of the disadvantages of having a very magical parent, but it was comforting too.
“Is the show over?”
I glanced at the woman who’d asked. She wore an orange hat and sat her beach chair like it was a throne. Another one of Melinda’s neighbors passed a bowl of popcorn to the woman. In fact, they were all sitting in chairs, two of which had been borrowed from my Scribe’s apartment.
“Hey, when did you have time to set all this up?” I pointed to the seating. Melinda’s neighbors had been standing before, but I’d stopped paying attention to them during the fight. Apparently, they’d used that time to get comfy.
“Just now. We’re not as young as we used to be, and this is too good to miss,” said the lady with the orange hat.
“But its dangerous.”
“Don’t even try. I told them the same thing when I asked for directions to the roof. Personal safety doesn’t rank as highly as entertainment these days.” Uncle Miren patted my back, but I wasn’t mollified. Nor could I dwell on this disturbing development because something was about to emerge through that portal in the sky.
“Hey, you in the green, you’re blocking my sight line,” a man in the back row of our audience shouted.
He meant Papa, but Papa just ignored him. Beside him, Uncle Miren muttered something that sounded like, ‘all the better to protect you, you moron.’ But I might have misheard because a thousand bells started jingling.
But the black thing in the sky wasn’t a blob or any of the other things we theorized. It was a doorway, and a red streak sped toward it that grew and grew until a red dragon-shaped cloud of shimmering 1s and 0s popped out. Seven more followed it, and my mouth dropped open in surprise.
All the dragons were harnessed to something that was still inside the portal, but I couldn’t see what that something was.
Tune in next week to find out who arrived and what they want from us.
Don’r forget to grab Curse Breaker: Faceted and Curse Breaker: Falls for 99 cents in the US + UK thanks to that Kindle Unlimited Countdown thingy from midnight on Nov. 25 to midnight on Dec. 2. They’re free reads with Kindle Unlimited.
If you’re in the US, we wish you a happy Thanksgiving. We’ll see you back here next Monday as our Holiday Adventure continues.
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