Maze Of Me | Short Stories

Colour of Glass

Luca along with the rest of the boys ran the length of the two floors of the staircase, jumped the remaining steps, and pushed open the mahogany front doors to the library.

Panting hard, they nodded their heads to each other before separating out to the unending shelves of books, flipping through the books in their aisle. The book they had come for was the same one lost in history, the book which would give them the answer they were desperate for.

Luca knew that his grandpa was never wrong when it came to selecting books for something and his suggestion didn't disappoint this time either as he found the book with its black worn-out cover, the red-rimmed title of it screaming mystery out to him..

He snapped his fingers twice, the sound echoing across the stiflingly silent library air which in turn echoed back with the sound of three pairs of footsteps running to catch up with him in the middle of the shelves. They crowded around the book with bated breaths waiting for it to be opened.

Luca traced the edge of the cover with the tip of his fingers and flipped to the first chapter... Mission unmasking Eira was a go.

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Eira straightened up in her office chair, eyes snapping open, her lips parted, taking deep breaths slowly. She wrapped her fingers around the armrest of her chair, clutching it painfully while she waited for her eyes to settle into the darkness of her office before pondering about the scene in her dream.

It had to be a dream no matter how real it felt. Dreams had a way of making even reality seem like a virtual world after the roller coaster of emotions they brought along. Yet as she felt her gut squirm in uneasiness after a long time she knew that something was happening somewhere.

Somewhere where her secrets were being unravelled...

(yet another draft from 2021?)