Mira made a quick headcount, then bellowed. "All speed! Give us everything! Brace yourselves!"
The tower glowed a vibrant white for a moment, and then faded. Mira looked at it and coughed. "That was less dramatic than I was expecting. Helm, set a course to Halvor."
She glanced up and wondered when the sky had turned red. Or when her words began coming out backwards. Or when the wood of the ship began to sprout twigs and leaves.
".tihs hO"
The tower pulsed again, this time parts of it coming off and beginning to float into the air. The wind began to scream, razor blades that tore the skin to shreds and healed it with a loving kiss in the same moment. Light became as tangible as steel, raining down on them like implacable blades while they became little more than vapor. The ground far below split open and silver waters gouted up in a great fountain that caressed the ship even as they tore it apart, healed her and mended and tore and ripped Alexander apart in the same moment.
For a moment Mira saw them, six lizard-men clad in bronze armor, chanting in a great circle in a strange tongue, staring at her, and then she was back on the ship, her mouth tasting like tin. As she rose to her feet she saw herself, standing on that same deck, bellowing orders.
"If we don't escape this storm we're all dead!"
She found herself stepping forward and screaming the same words in the same voice, and then continuing to follow herself, as though her mind and memory were a few seconds behind the action itself.Mira made a quick headcount, then bellowed. "All speed! Give us everything! Brace yourselves!"
The tower glowed a vibrant white for a moment, and then faded. Mira looked at it and coughed. "That was less dramatic than I was expecting. Helm, set a course to Halvor."
She glanced up and wondered when the sky had turned red. Or when her words began coming out backwards. Or when the wood of the ship began to sprout twigs and leaves.
".tihs hO"
The tower pulsed again, this time parts of it coming off and beginning to float into the air. The wind began to scream, razor blades that tore the skin to shreds and healed it with a loving kiss in the same moment. Light became as tangible as steel, raining down on them like implacable blades while they became little more than vapor. The ground far below split open and silver waters gouted up in a great fountain that caressed the ship even as they tore it apart, healed her and mended and tore and ripped Alexander apart in the same moment.
For a moment Mira saw them, six lizard-men clad in bronze armor, chanting in a great circle in a strange tongue, staring at her, and then she was back on the ship, her mouth tasting like tin. As she rose to her feet she saw herself, standing on that same deck, bellowing orders.
"If we don't escape this storm we're all dead!"
She found herself stepping forward and screaming the same words in the same voice, and then continuing to follow herself, as though her mind and memory were a few seconds behind the action itself.Mira made a quick headcount, then bellowed. "All speed! Give us everything! Brace yourselves!"
The tower glowed a vibrant white for a moment, and then faded. Mira looked at it and coughed. "That was less dramatic than I was expecting. Helm, set a course to Halvor."
She glanced up and wondered when the sky had turned red. Or when her words began coming out backwards. Or when the wood of the ship began to sprout twigs and leaves.
".tihs hO"
The tower pulsed again, this time parts of it coming off and beginning to float into the air. The wind began to scream, razor blades that tore the skin to shreds and healed it with a loving kiss in the same moment. Light became as tangible as steel, raining down on them like implacable blades while they became little more than vapor. The ground far below split open and silver waters gouted up in a great fountain that caressed the ship even as they tore it apart, healed her and mended and tore and ripped Alexander apart in the same moment.
For a moment Mira saw them, six lizard-men clad in bronze armor, chanting in a great circle in a strange tongue, staring at her, and then she was back on the ship, her mouth tasting like tin. As she rose to her feet she saw herself, standing on that same deck, bellowing orders.
"If we don't escape this storm we're all dead!"
She found herself stepping forward and screaming the same words in the same voice, and then continuing to follow herself, as though her mind and memory were a few seconds behind the action itself.Mira made a quick headcount, then bellowed. "All speed! Give us everything! Brace yourselves!"
The tower glowed a vibrant white for a moment, and then faded. Mira looked at it and coughed. "That was less dramatic than I was expecting. Helm, set a course to Halvor."
She glanced up and wondered when the sky had turned red. Or when her words began coming out backwards. Or when the wood of the ship began to sprout twigs and leaves.
".tihs hO"
The tower pulsed again, this time parts of it coming off and beginning to float into the air. The wind began to scream, razor blades that tore the skin to shreds and healed it with a loving kiss in the same moment. Light became as tangible as steel, raining down on them like implacable blades while they became little more than vapor. The ground far below split open and silver waters gouted up in a great fountain that caressed the ship even as they tore it apart, healed her and mended and tore and ripped Alexander apart in the same moment.
For a moment Mira saw them, six lizard-men clad in bronze armor, chanting in a great circle in a strange tongue, staring at her, and then she was back on the ship, her mouth tasting like tin. As she rose to her feet she saw herself, standing on that same deck, bellowing orders.
"If we don't escape this storm we're all dead!"
She found herself stepping forward and screaming the same words in the same voice, and then continuing to follow herself, as though her mind and memory were a few seconds behind the action itself.Mira made a quick headcount, then bellowed. "All speed! Give us everything! Brace yourselves!"
The tower glowed a vibrant white for a moment, and then faded. Mira looked at it and coughed. "That was less dramatic than I was expecting. Helm, set a course to Halvor."
She glanced up and wondered when the sky had turned red. Or when her words began coming out backwards. Or when the wood of the ship began to sprout twigs and leaves.
".tihs hO"
The tower pulsed again, this time parts of it coming off and beginning to float into the air. The wind began to scream, razor blades that tore the skin to shreds and healed it with a loving kiss in the same moment. Light became as tangible as steel, raining down on them like implacable blades while they became little more than vapor. The ground far below split open and silver waters gouted up in a great fountain that caressed the ship even as they tore it apart, healed her and mended and tore and ripped Alexander apart in the same moment.
For a moment Mira saw them, six lizard-men clad in bronze armor, chanting in a great circle in a strange tongue, staring at her, and then she was back on the ship, her mouth tasting like tin. As she rose to her feet she saw herself, standing on that same deck, bellowing orders.
"If we don't escape this storm we're all dead!"
She found herself stepping forward and screaming the same words in the same voice, and then continuing to follow herself, as though her mind and memory were a few seconds behind the action itself.Mira made a quick headcount, then bellowed. "All speed! Give us everything! Brace yourselves!"
The tower glowed a vibrant white for a moment, and then faded. Mira looked at it and coughed. "That was less dramatic than I was expecting. Helm, set a course to Halvor."
She glanced up and wondered when the sky had turned red. Or when her words began coming out backwards. Or when the wood of the ship began to sprout twigs and leaves.
".tihs hO"
The tower pulsed again, this time parts of it coming off and beginning to float into the air. The wind began to scream, razor blades that tore the skin to shreds and healed it with a loving kiss in the same moment. Light became as tangible as steel, raining down on them like implacable blades while they became little more than vapor. The ground far below split open and silver waters gouted up in a great fountain that caressed the ship even as they tore it apart, healed her and mended and tore and ripped Alexander apart in the same moment.
For a moment Mira saw them, six lizard-men clad in bronze armor, chanting in a great circle in a strange tongue, staring at her, and then she was back on the ship, her mouth tasting like tin. As she rose to her feet she saw herself, standing on that same deck, bellowing orders.
"If we don't escape this storm we're all dead!"
She found herself stepping forward and screaming the same words in the same voice, and then continuing to follow herself, as though her mind and memory were a few seconds behind the action itself. Again and again she found herself following the same sequence, screaming in her mind and unable to escape the inevitable snapback.