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Flash Friday #81: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 29 -- A Lesson

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A few days ago I was worried about passing my algebra final. Now I was listening to a lecture on magic for a whole new set of lessons, and I figured if I didn't pass this course, things were going to be bad.

"Cause and effect," Maggie said, drawing my attention back. "In the case of magic, at least here in Elsewhere, emotions fuel a lot of magic. Outside of Elsewhere,

Flash Friday #80: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 28 -- Quiet

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I watched the pixies flew into a few fleecy clouds, magic sparkles dancing across their path. The sky looked the same as at home, and yet I felt a sense of distrust. Were the clouds really clouds? Were the pixies really going? Or would they swing back around and attack us again?

What next was going to leap out and try to stop me?

The others were moving on.

Flash Friday #79: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 27 -- Cat Trap

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I was the first to rush ahead at the sound of the snarling cats. Something was wrong. I wasn't surprised. No one was, of course. I was now certain someone didn't want me to get to the Council and we would have more trouble every step of the way. Since I didn't know why, their constant interference just annoyed me all the more. I especially didn't like that they were

Flash Friday #78: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 26 -- Questions

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When we walked for maybe an entire mile without being attacked, I turned to Davis. "What does it mean to be half fae?" I asked.

"You might, or might not, inherit the fae powers," he said, then gave a shrug. "You've shown sign of having inherited at least some, so I think we can assume there might be others. Fae come in clans, though, and different clans have different

Flash Friday #77: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 25 -- Meeting Anastasia

 



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I guess there's a point where you stop panicking at the thought of something big and ugly coming to attack you. I stood there, trying to feel some sort of reaction other than 'what now?' as the sounds came closer.

"It's big," Maggie said. She glanced to the right. "Let's see if we can get away by going down the alleys where they can't follow. I think our best bet

Flash Friday #76: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 24 -- Lord Snow

 

 
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Maggie wanted me to move. I wouldn't. I sat on the edge of the fountain and stared at them, waiting for something to make sense. Maybe that was asking for too much. Maybe this sort of insanity happened all the time in Elsewhere, and the others were so used to it that suddenly deciding my father was fae sounded normal.


It didn't sound normal to me.


"Japanese,"

Flash Friday #75: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 23 -- The Job

 

 

 

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The cold wind blew sharp around us. I heard the dragon move and kept my eyes closed, waiting --



Waiting --



Waiting. . . .



The sounds the dragon made were not as loud now. The wind died and the cold lessened. I shivered and slowly lifted my head to see the dragon disappearing into the snow.



He hadn't killed me.



I looked at where Davis and

Flash Friday #74: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 22 -- Lord Ice

 

 

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Maggie took an unsteady step backwards as the sound of something huge moved closer. The ground trembled and the buildings around us shook. A few started inching themselves away, as though they thought about running and then decided it was not going to help. I thought I could hear the whisper of their worried voices as they trembled, bricks clicking.


Icicles fell

Flash Friday #73: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 21 -- North Street

 

 
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We didn't slow as we headed down a narrow street, really no more than an alley, and rushed across a square with a fountain spraying rainbow colored water. People -- and things -- scattered and I saw feathers, fur and perhaps even scales as we rushed past.


At the next corner, Maggie stopped long enough to catch her breath and talk to a window which repeated the

Friday Flash # 72: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 20-- Omens

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We started across the grass at a leisurely walk. Not a care in the world, right? I almost threw myself flat on the ground when a bird flew overhead and started to apologize before I saw the other three had reacted almost as badly.


This did not help my paranoia.


"What do I need to do?" I finally asked. The silence was driving me crazy already. Besides, the stretch