Back From the Vision: All Those Changes

I was going to get out an excerpt yesterday, except… well, I had to go wheel buying and then I had to head to the rink and try them out, so by the time I got back to the apartment and bathed, it was getting dark as well as growing close to the time to eat.  Which means by the time I ate it was getting on towards 6:30 and that’s when I started writing.  Since I didn’t want to get out a new excerpt late at night, I reblogged something.

But I had a good time skating:


And I even shot video of skating fast, avoiding kids, and eating the wall once when I couldn’t avoid someone:


The great thing is that from last night to this morning I’ve written about twelve hundred words for the new scene, which happens as the vision ends.  Which means I have a lot to relate here.

So stop talking and start showing, yeah?

Sure will–


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017, 2018 by Cassidy Frazee)


“…To save the fucking world?” Kerry froze as the sound of his words faded when he realized he was no longer in the vision, but seated in Deanna’s class, staring across the crystal ball at Annie, while his levelmates stared in their direction. He swallowed once as he gazed down at the sphere. “I… said that aloud, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did.” Deanna voice broke through the silence while a small grin began forming on Annie face. “But you can’t be held responsible for something your future-self may or may not say.” She clapped her hands. “All right, everyone. Let’s take a twenty minute break. Get up and stretch your legs. You’re allowed to leave the room, but do no leave the building, and do not attempt to enter any closed room. Go.” She move closer to Annie and Kerry and spoke in a low tone. “Grab your things and come with me.”

Annie and Kerry gathered their things and followed Deanna down the hall not to her office, but to another classroom on the ground floor. Once inside she sealed the door and put up a privacy screen around the room. “There: no chance anyone will eavesdrop on us.” She turned to her students. “Relax and tell me what you saw.”

Annie set her bag down next to Kerry’s backpack and turned to Deanna. “Kerry and I were somewhere—in the future.”


“I don’t know.” She sat down. “It was sunny but cool, not cold. We were walking along a road and there was as town on our right and a large body of water on our left.” She shrugged. “It could have been a bay—”

“I think it was a lake.” Kerry sat down with a sigh. “There wasn’t a lot of wave action: it was smooth. You usually don’t get that with an ocean.”

“You’re probably correct.”

Kerry stared off into space. “We were going to a restaurant. We were meeting someone.”

Annie regarded the boy to her right. “I distinctly remember that part. It also felt as if we’d been there before—to that town and eatery.”

“You mentioned that as you participated in your vision.” Deanna turned back to Annie. “What else did you notice about your surroundings?”

Annie gave the question a few moments of thought. “There weren’t any trees. Everything was rather barren.” She glanced at Kerry. “He was different.”

He chuckled. “There’s a surprise.” He looked up at Deanna. “It felt like we were a lot older than we’ve been in any other vision.”

“Really?” Deanna found this interesting as the furthest out they’d seen was to their wedding night, which they assumed happened while they were older teenagers. “How old?”

“It felt like we were at least twice our current age, like late twenties or early thirties. It was the way Annie looked: it was like she wasn’t a teenager anymore and maybe young twenties.”

“That would be about right for early to mid-thirties.” Annie chuckled. “You certainly looked older.”

“How so?”

“For one, your hair was longer: about shoulder length.” Annie grinned as she added the next detail. “And somewhat wavy.”

Deanna couldn’t help but grin as well. “That sounds somewhat familiar.”

“He also had earrings.” This time she looked directly at him. “Two in each ear. Diamond studs.”

Kerry gave his soul mate a quizzical look before allowing a nervous guffaw to escape. “Really?”

“Yes. And they were for pierced ears, so…” She dipped her head in his direction.

“Sounds like I’ve gotten comfortable with—that.” He nodded a couple of times while looking at Annie. “You had two hoops as well and a couple of piercings—” Kerry touched about half-way up his ear. “Two hoops here. I think they’re called helix piercings.”

Annie found this surprising as she’d never considered getting anything pierced except for her earlobes. “Two?”

“Yep. They were easy to see ‘cause you had you hair cut in a short bob.”

“What?” Annie found this news somewhat surprising. “My hair was short.”

“Like I said, in a bob.”

“I’ve never had short hair.


Now we’re getting into some strange territory here.  The kids know they were older–a lot older.  Maybe like fifteen, twenty years older.  I do know the approximate time frame of the vision, which means I know how old they really were… and I’m not telling.  It may or may not give away something.

Not only does Kerry have long hair and earrings, but Annie has short hair, two earrings, and helix ear piercings.  What do those look like?

Like this.


That’s pretty much a good look at what Annie’s ears look like.  And it was even mentioned in the vision, because Annie did, at one point, give one of her piercings a little tug.

Yeah, but if you think that’s the end of strange things with this kids, just wait!  There’s More!


“Well, you will in the future.. And there was something else—” He paused for a couple of seconds. “You had ink.”

“I had what?”

Deanna was also puzzled. “What do you mean?”

He looked down for a second with his chin cupped in his hand before speaking with Annie. “You remember you were wearing a flannel shirt over a blue tank top?”

Annie nodded. “Yes, I do remember.”

“When we got to the restaurant and you took off your backpack—”

“What?” Deanna was once again a bit perplexed. “Annie was wearing a backpack?”

“I guess she picked that up from me. Anyway—” He turned back to Annie. “When you removed your backpack and set it down, your shirt pulled back off your shoulders and…”

Kerry touched his right shoulder. “You whole right shoulder and upper arm were tattooed.”

“I—” Annie stared back at Kerry with an incredulous look on her face. “What was it like?”

“It was all intricate patterns in black and white. It reminded me a lot of Helena’s tā moko. There was one thing I recognized, though.”


Kerry touched the upper part of his right bicep where it met the shoulder. “Right here, you had a pentagram.”

Deanna laughed while Annie sat quietly looking shocked. “Well, it makes sense a witch would have that.”

Annie said nothing for several seconds as she tried to imagine what Kerry saw and realized the impossibility of her task. “I simply cannot imagine doing that to myself.”

“It is possible, though. I mean, I saw it.” He shrugged. “We have no idea what we’re going to be like in twenty years. Well before then you are probably pretty comfortable with those kinds of body modifications.” He grinned. “Just as you guys figure I’ll be comfortable with my other half.”


Annie, you rebellious little scamp!  Not only does she change her hair style and get some piercings, but she takes after her mentor and gets a half-sleeve on her right arm.  And also goes Full Stereotype Witch and has a pentagram inked on to her shoulder to–what?  Remind people of her alma mater?  Any way you look at it, Annie getting tattoos is something one would never expect of this fourteen year old Dark Witch, but as Kerry says, who knows what sort of people we’ll be in twenty years?  Any way you look at it, there’s no way the kids we see in this book will remain the same in twenty years–hell, they haven’t remained the same in just two years!

There’ll be more coming tomorrow, but for now you have a lot to enjoy–

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to study for a test.