Konnya's feet touched the floor and everything stopped spinning. Her stomach muscles tightened and she fell to her knees. The rough wood of the library floor pricked her hands.
"No one saw you I hope." Konnya's commander stepped from behind a low table. His sleeveless shirt showed off impressive biceps. His hair brushed his shoulders in gentle waves.
"The only person in the street was around a building and twenty yards off. Have I ever used the teleport in the wrong situation?"
Commander Soram raised an eyebrow.
"Don't answer that," Konnya said.
He thrust a hand forward. Konnya took it and was pulled to her feet. Water dripped off her nose, and she shivered. She squeezed water out of her hair, and moved to stand at the table.
Commander Soram jutted his chin at a door. "Dry off and change."
"The message said 'Emergency meeting'. I'm fine, Commander."
"You're making puddles. Follow your orders."
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Shadow Former
FantasyTwo different lives. Fall asleep in one, wake up in the other. Which one is real? Konnya can't tell. Is she a Shadow Former in the ancient city of Flix, or is she a girl with a frightening ability to guess the future? Or are they one and the same? ...
