Well, nails are done, Orphan Black is watched, and the last working scene is completed. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it might become, but I didn’t get my butt in gear until late in the afternoon, and didn’t finish up until about ten-thirty last night. Which is normal for me: I seem to write early in the morning or late at night. Probably due to this work thing that gets in the way of the middle of the day most weeks.
The scene, as mentioned, is finished, and it only took me five days to write four thousand words–
The remainder of the scene is a follow-up to what has already happened. As the reader you know what went down, but Deanna doesn’t because she’s just a character in my world–then again, she’s somewhere inside me, so she knows the future because I know the future, and . . . nah, best not go down that rabbit hole.
But my kids have to go there–and it’s not easy . . .
(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015 by Cassidy Frazee)
“This.” Annie’s shirt was two-thirds of the way up her torso before she realized she was sitting in a classroom in Memory’s End—and that Kerry was facing her, helping her with her top. “Kerry.”
“Annie.” Kerry slowly pulled his hands back from where he was helping Annie with her top, his face a mask of embarrassment not over what he was doing, but the realization of where it was done. “I’m, um—”
“I know.” She pulled her blouse back to into position before reaching for Kerry’s hands. “I didn’t know—”
“I didn’t either.”
“I was just—”
Both felt saucers set against their hands. Deanna was there, hold their cups. “Here, have some tea. It’ll calm you.”
Annie and Kerry took their respective cup and turned away from each other and faced Deanna, who’d returned to her pillow seat. They sipped their tea in silence for more than a minute, never looking at each other until they’d felt their emotions returning to normal.
Annie was the first to ask the question on both their minds. “What did you see?”
Deanna didn’t need to ask to whom she was speaking. “First, tell me what you saw.”
She nodded, then went into detail of what she saw. Annie started at the floor as she reached the end. “You saw what happened at the end.”
“Yes, I did.” Deanna turned to Kerry. “What did you see?”
He said nothing for a few seconds, then slowly nodded in Annie’s direction. “Everything she saw.”
“Only from your point of view?”
This was what Deanna wanted to see–and she got her money’s worth. She even admits that she saw them pantomiming some of their actions while they were having their vision: it’s how she knew they were flying, because she watched them act as if they were. Kerry also points out that it felt incredibly real, like they really were in the air streaking along at hundred of kilometers and hour.
But once more they’re sharing visions and dreams–and it looks as if you put them in a trance together, odds are they’ll start visioning together. That could come in handy in a few years–“Honey, who should we invite to the party?” “Why don’t we have a trans vision and see who shows up?” “Good idea!”–but there are some downsides to that idea. Like what they learn when Kerry asks how they came back to the real world: did it happen naturally, or did they have help?
Deanna sat back a little in her pillow chair. “Do you mean bring you out of the trance?”
“No, I mean . . .” He swallowed. “I mean the vision.”
“No.” She shook her head slowly. “It’s dangerous bringing a person out of a vision. It can cause a great deal of problems—even harm—for the person experiencing the vision.”
“How far would you have let us go?” Annie was also staring at the floor.
Deanna wasn’t about to hide anything. “Until you came out of the vision.”
Annie looked up and meet the seer’s stare. “Even if I’d undressed?”
“Do you believe that’s what you were doing?”
Denna nodded towards the entrance. “The door is locked and I’m in conference. We wouldn’t have been interrupted.”
Those words sent a chill through Annie. She wouldn’t have stopped us—couldn’t have stopped us. We would have had to see it through to the end. “What do you think it means, Deanna?”
Something like this came up during the rune dream discussion, when Annie and Kerry began talking about their wedding night vision, and as they felt themselves slipping into it, they panicked and stopped talking. Here they get the conformation: Annie could have stripped down to her nickers and Deanna would have let her because something bad could have happened if she tried to force her back to the real world. I guess it goes without saying that having those visions together might not be a good idea . . .
Now the question is “When?” and there is at least one hint–
The seer considered the question for a moment. “Given what you know about each other, how did you look in your vision compared to now?”
“We were older.” Annie confirmed this with soul mate, who nodded. “We’re certain.”
“I wasn’t wearing glasses.” Reflectively Kerry adjusted the wire frames. “I didn’t have them flying—the goggles weren’t over-sized—”
Annie agreed. “No, they weren’t. And I could see your face clearly. You weren’t wearing them in the room, either.”
“That means it has to be a ways off in the future—” He turned to Deanna. “Right?”
“Perhaps.” A slight grin played over Deanna’s face. “Then again, you are taking Advanced Transformation this year, and learning how to adjust and correct your eyesight is something you’ll probably learn. I’d say by this next summer you may be on the way to doing away with your glasses either permanently, or at the least semi-permanently.”
What? Are you trying to tell me you actually one-up Harry Potter and fix your eyesight with magic? Oh, just wait and see what you can do, kids: I got it all figured out. But yes: Kerry ditches the glasses at some point soon, because why do you need them when you can give yourself 20/20, or 20/15, or even 20/10 vision? And since Kerry will come out to his parents when he finished his B Levels, better eyesight through magic is a must. Just tell everyone else you got contacts . . .
Visions are out of the way–now, it’s time for gifts. Um, I mean Gifts. Everyone likes those, right?