Snippet from “Mierna & the Keeper of Nightmares”
“Now!” Mierna did not wait for a response. She reached down and grabbed his hand to pull him along with her in a mad dash. There was nothing more she wanted than to get as far away from the swamp as possible.
The way out was just ahead of them. Light grew brighter at every step.
Closer. Closer. Mud sloshed under her pounding sneakers. Closer.
Why aren’t we there yet? She started to slow, heart pounding. Panic had blinded her for the few moments she thought she was leaving. Yet a second inspection revealed the same trees still lingering nearby. She suddenly stopped at the water’s edge.
“What are you doing?” Wexel pulled his hand free and stared up at her. “You’re supposed to be going the other way, remember?”
“What! No, that’s not possible! I was running toward the light, not away from it!”
A deep-throated laugh resonated from above, and the two looked to find the shadowy figure clinging to a tree trunk.
“Wrong light, my dear,” it answered.
TO BE CONTINUED…