Chapter 1, part 2
The shop owner had Kaylee open the book in the middle. Kaylee said, “you aren’t supposed to open a book in the middle. You start at the beginning and read to the end.” He said, “we aren’t going to read it we just want to see the pages.” She did as he said and the book just opened for her like it was any book of the shelf. Together the three of them looked at the page. It was another knight in gold armor. This knight wasn’t the typical knight. It was a woman with curly chestnut or auburn hair. The man looked at Kaylee a little strangely then he closed the book. For a second Kaylee felt a little heavier. Like her clothing gained weight. She was expecting the shop owner to offer to buy the book. Instead he told her to keep the book close. He said, “sometimes books call out to you. Some books own you.” To Kaylee, he sounded bat-shit crazy but he didn’t want the book so she was happy.
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Exert from: The Book with no Name
A story running on my Patreon Page
** This is a story about a young woman named Kaylee who found a book only she can open and the consequences of her opening the book. It has knights, demons and ghosts. This story runs on my Patreon page**
That night she dreamed of castles and horses. Men in armor and women in fancy dresses. Her dream was a messy compilation of images rather than a strict narrative. Like she was channel surfing except every channel was about medieval times. Kaylee woke up in the middle of the night to the smell of something vial. A mix of body odor, feces, and nasty that was oppressive. When she woke the smell dissipated immediately. For a second she could see a shadow on the floor of her room. It was human shaped, too big to be anyone in her family. The spent the rest of the night staring at the door. She would fall asleep then wake up to a sound then fall asleep again. The next morning, she woke up to find her mother in her room.
She had her angry pose on and her angry face screwed tight. She said, “Kaylee what were you thinking?” It didn’t really sound like a question she could answer. Her mother directed her to her door. She said, “you know you don’t belong outside at night.” Outside her room she found muddy footprints. Kaylee held her foot to the closest print. The print was triple the size of her foot. Her mother looking at the print and her daughters foot caught on. She told her to get dressed and pack a bag. Kaylee grabbed a gym bag and a couple of outfits her mother made up for her in her closet. She grabbed her phone, tablet, chargers and the book. Her mother called her father and then they bolted from the house.
These are short stories I wrote. Some are connected to the larger books I am working on others are just for the fun of story telling.
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