When Not All Is As It Seems
(This content first appeared as a Bublish book bubble.)
Like my favorite fantasy stories…well, all stories, really…I wanted my story to also weave a thread through it that keeps you wondering if everything is what it seems to be. It makes for a more compelling tale, don’t you think?
Keep ‘Em Guessing!
It’s fun when you have to keep guessing what’s going on. So, “Are things really as they seem to be?” is a question I want my readers to have in the back of their minds as they’re reading. Because it’s not just in stories that it’s important to keep asking that question. Based on what’s happening in our world today, it’s more important than ever to ask yourself: “Are things really as they seem to be?”
Chapter 6, Crossfire
Excerpt from NeverSeen
He’d ventured out into the forest, seeking shade for target practice, when he heard a shout from behind him. Even though his wings weren’t big enough to do anything, Raven tried beating them together to move him faster, but there were too many to outrun. They chased him through the half of his backyard forest where he didn’t have any escapes or tricks to get them off his back. He cried out when he saw a rubber-tipped arrow strike a tree just ahead of him.
“Ahh! Sam! Help! Saaam!”
Sprinting with all his might, Raven realized he didn’t even know why they were after him. He hadn’t done anything bad, except for maybe stealing a cookie when Sam wasn’t looking, but nobody went to jail for that.
He saw the capture net fly at him, and he screamed in terror as it caught his legs. He tumbled sideways, smacking his wings into a tree trunk. Raven thrashed inside the net, trying to rip it open, but it had a spider-web seal on it, and the more he struggled, the more it pulled his skin and hair. Some got on his face and sealed his mouth shut. He struggled to breathe through the straw of a nose he had left to get air through. Raven heard one of the men ask, “Do we take him now?”
“No, wait until he’s out. Then we won’t drop him.”
“Who cares if we drop him? It would teach him a lesson in not wriggling.”
“The Senator cares. This cargo is precious to the pilot. We don’t want any, ah, ‘mix-ups’ before she touches down.”
“Roger that, sir.”
The shadowy images of the men through the net expanded until Raven could see only darkness. He fought to stay awake, wondering if Sam would ever find him.
That was, assuming she’d look.
Observe carefully… 😉