It was a fair sized expedition, all things considered. The leaders of Majekka and Nubrozstadt had set aside their differences for the time being in order to bring together the small group of experts that now marched into unknown territory.
Alex shifted uncomfortable, clutching in both hands a device that would allow him to record accurate images of the trip. It was a feat of both magic and engineering– apertures concentrated a magic flash to imprint images into an onboard memory that could hold hundreds of shots. Alex hadn’t learned how to tap into the stored images, yet, but he did know how to make them.
He raised the device to his eye, peeking through a framing lens, and clicked the button, silently storing an image of the team to the device. I hope we all make it. He thought glumly as his eyes wandered over the group.
He was particularly concerned with the young boy the witch from Majekka had brought. He wondered if he was her son. It seemed grossly irresponsible to bring a child along an equally important and dangerous mission such as this, but who knew what those Majekkans were thinking.
His gaze lingered on the woman. She was dark haired and fairly young, herself. Her blue eyes stood out, but not as much as her son’s violet stare. Must take after the dad. Alex decided.
He glanced past the Majekkan scribe that hovered alone on the edge of the group and let his eyes rest on Reid, the engineer. The two exchanged sharp nods before Reid returned to tweaking some mechanism he’d been tinkering with all morning. Alex let out a yawn and plodded over to the horse and covered cart. “Hey there, horse,” he said, hesitantly sidling by the horse.
“She bites,” called down the horseman, Paul, another fellow Nubrozstadtan. Alex gulped and took a step away as Paul laughed. Suddenly another voice rang clear.
“I dreamt of you,” the small boy said, stepping out from the other side of the cart. His face still held some baby fat, and wispy blond hair framed his face. His eyes locked onto Alex’s as he spoke, “I dreamt you went away.”
Alex broke away from the child’s stare with a shake of his head.
Alex presses the matter. Alex lets the moment pass.
Home