Lea Lexis stared up, her expensive watch now ticking backwards. Ella Nova clutched her analyzer, which was now singing a lullaby in a language she’d never heard. And Angel Allwood simply smiled, stepped forward, and plucked the fruit.
And three coffee mugs sat empty on a table at The Crooked Quill, waiting for their owners to return. Lea Lexis- Ella Nova- Angel Allwood
But Angel had already taken a bite. She didn’t fall or turn to ash. Instead, she laughed—a sound like wind chimes—and her shadow split into three separate shadows, each one dancing in a different direction. Lea Lexis stared up, her expensive watch now
Then, together, they each reached for the star-fruit. And three coffee mugs sat empty on a
That night, under a weeping sky, the three women drove to the edge of town. Lea hotwired the substation gate. Ella set up a portable frequency analyzer. Angel knelt on the wet earth, pressing her palms into the mud.