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Runes of Futhark
An Original, Illustrated, Yaoi Novel:
Volume 1 now in print!
Excerpt:
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I turned my head only minutely to the side to see a large spider, glittering in a web and buffeted by a chilly wind. I held my breath instinctively, but didn’t move away. How I had not passed through the web to be so close to it made no sense. My hands were shaking with each beat of my heart, and when I let my breath out, it stirred the spider in the web. It jittered in seeming anticipation at the brush.
As if hypnotized I raised my finger, wishing it would be steadier because for some strange reason, it was very important that I brush the skin of that arachnid. The closer I got though, the more pain raced up my arm. I watched tiny mouth parts move, observed the bright yellow and black beast flex its legs and dance in place in anticipation …
“Wait! Don’t touch that!” A woman called out.
I jumped and whipped around to see a college girl in a loose fitting black blouse and skirt with chin length ebony hair. She was clutching a walking stick and her already ghostly white face was far too pale. A choker, thick with a large piece of amethyst accentuated her slender neck, and there was something about her that was powerful enough that it made me want to step back from her like I’d hit a wall of pure energy. My hand dropped to my side.
“You should never touch that spider,” she said, voice quieter now. Her eyes were wide and frightened. She was breathing hard too, as if she had also been running.
The spider! I half turned back around to look at it again. It was already gone, as if the web had never been there. What the hell?
I spun back to face her now, wanting to put my back to a tree until I figured out was happening. The girl had her hand over her heart now, breathing a huge sigh of relief.
“You startled me, that spider was … poisonous,” she said, obviously covering up a previous thought with the latter.
She and I both knew the spider I had seen wasn’t poisonous. It had simply been very large. I’d taken a few years of biological sciences and I knew a garden spider when I saw one.
“I don’t suppose you just go around giving people entomological advice, do you?” I couldn’t help the sarcasm; I’d had way too many scares today. I couldn’t even remember what it felt like not to be flooded with adrenaline.
“Only on Tuesdays,” she said with a tiny smile.
Today was Friday. She didn’t ask me what I was doing out here. It was like she already knew. Maybe she was out here for the same reasons I was and that was why, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that she had somehow known I would be here and had rushed to meet me.
“I’m Lily,” she said belatedly, offering out the hand that wasn’t grasping a walking stick. “I hear you’re looking for something.”
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