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Excerpt from Dreamer (Chapter 21 City of the Beneath)
They reached an alleyway that was crooked and dark. There
were many figures that reminded Asenya of Zanas, sleek and dressed in black.
They all had one thing in common, an imposing posture that expressed a warning.
One of the buildings had a crowd of young Pursuers gathered
outside it, the repetitive beat of a drum audible as the door opened and
closed. Asenya noticed a few city people talking outside, a larger
group of Pursuers calling out taunts to the boys.
“Don’t mind them,” Kayla said , wrapping her arm in Asenya’s
and steering her to the door.
They walked inside the dark building, the center fire
blazing towards the ceiling. The smoke that swarmed the room seemed to dance
around like a foggy snake, as if the beating of the drums propelled it.
There were Pursuers everywhere, and Asenya could not help but feel slightly
unnerved as their green glowing eyes turned towards her group.
Asenya could almost be mistaken for a Pursuer, if her
stature were not so soft. But the rest of those in her group would not. They
were colored in deep red, a fire in the swarm of black. Moving through the
crowd they found an empty table, and Kayla sat, pulling Asenya down next
to her.
The boys left, returning just moments later with glowing
drinks. Darian placed a full glass before Asenya.
“You will enjoy this. It’s rather tasty,” he said.
Asenya took the glass and looked at the glowing mixture. It reminded her of that long ago day when the first Klah had been placed before
her and Zanas. The drink seemed just as magical now as it had then. She
lifted the cup and took a long drink.
“Woah, don’t drink it so fast. The Pursuers make it
extremely strong,” Kayla interjected.
That familiar sense of annoyance spread through Asenya. She
was getting very tired of everyone instructing her. But once again she bit her
tongue, not wanting to cause a fight.
The dancers were captivating to watch. The Pursuers were
wild and they move with abandonment. The soothing beating of the drums was
eerie, each boom echoing through the room, vibrating and harmonizing.
Asenya had the feeling that someone was watching her and
turned to look at the most exciting man she had ever seen. He was tall and
broad shouldered, his green eyes piercing. She could tell from the way his
clothes formed to his body that he was nothing but toned muscles underneath,
something fierce and dangerous, a soft line of tattoos trailing down his face.
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