Evester looked over the map and then looked out through the lens. Back to the map. The lens. The map. The lens. The map — It was it. The mountain no longer looked like the images he remembered from online. The mountain was covered in holes, cave systems, built by the Aralax rather than naturally occurring. To hide from the sun. It was the right location, everything everyone had spoken on, but seeing it in person was far more fear inducing than images alone.
“What do you see?” Heia asked.
“That’s it.” Evester confirmed handing her the binoculars. They were in a car far enough away to make it away in a quick get away, but they had done their best to locate it since arriving at the safe house. It was also the middle of the day, which gave them an edge.
Kim had said not to wake them. That neither of them had slept through the night for a while. Zeydar since starting the trip and Evester far longer, that he had not even when in Valaria. The two were lying ontop of each other in their own slumberland as Heia was tasked with watching over them. Deeply, thoroughly, completely asleep. The noise of the outside could not wake them and the look of it made Heia sleepy herself. As the two slept the rest of the party moved on and did more tasks.
Rayda and Phil, checked on the vehicles and started patrols. Shawn, Trace, and Robee worked with training with Crass and Lynx. Onyx worked on food with Karla. Kori helped Kony with his studies, popping in with everyone else to see if they need anything. Uly made the plan on when the group and where the group, would start searching for Evester’s father.
It was midday when Zeydar woke, followed shortly after by Evester. Heia noticed it only when she noticed the change in their breathing. Zeydar was the first to move and shift.
“No…” Evester groaned to him. “Sleep more.”
“What time is it?” Zeydar asked him in an equally hushed voice.
“Afternoon.” Heia called to them. “You look real comfortable there.”
Zeydar sat up immediately, looking back to her in a panic. He cleared his throat in order to speak a bit louder. “How long were we asleep for?”
“Its midday.” Heia answered picking herself up from the ground and walking towards them. “The others are already training and working.”
I’ll start by saying that June was a mixed bag for me. While May was pretty much horrible on my mental state and the likes, June was just as stressful albeit in different ways. However, unlike May, I did get a lot more reading done and I feel a lot better with how I spent my June than my May. So then why is it that I haven’t put out almost any reviews?
I have a backlog right now, that I am waiting on posting because of book club. I am waiting to add the book club thoughts to the reviews, and so it is taking me a while to post many of the reviews. Book club gets pushed back because of life events for those in book club. Its no big deal, but for those of you who are wondering where the reviews are. That’s where they are.
Also, I have the two series reviews that I’m working on. I decided not to review Mistborn on its own but as a series. Why? No clue, it’s just what I decided, since I did it for Lightbringer. As it is now, I could probably change that decision yet. I’ll figure it out.
As for other content. Short stories, I have queue. They just need to be edited. There is a lot of stuff that I promised you, that I just haven’t gotten to you. The book list of my TBR shelf from December 2019, for my 2020 reading challenges. The list of what books I’m reading for some of those challenges. The rating system for books that I said I’d get the official rules out for. With how I feel after last month, I am more certain in myself and my capabilities of being able to get these out to you.
That’s all I wanted to let you know! Once, again. Thanks for being here!
168 Days Until Faith And the Uncertain End (part 3)
Zeydar was awake. The soft and loud snores of those in the room sounded on as shift changed and light danced in the otherwise dark room. Heia had not given him back his drugs. The others had been feeding them to him, and that night all he had was nightmares. He couldn’t focus on trying to go to bed when all he heard was Arcadia, the chimeras, the world that had been destroyed by him.
Evester turned over in his sleep, his hair falling atop his face. Zeydar starred at him, turning to face Evester fully. Kim was next to him, snuggling closer to Heia who seemed to be pushing her off a bit, not liking the heat but enjoying the comfort. Shawn’s snores were the loudest as he slept on Heia’s other side, holding her hand lightly. Zeydar’s side was cold, from where Uly had gotten up to go to his shift for the night.
Zeydar’s eyes trailed over Evester’s features. He’d seen Evester sleep enough on the bus, but never this close. It was always from afar and it was only in the dimmed light of the space heater that Zeydar could make out much more. He could see the slight twitch of Evester’s face, the way his breath was even and the way he reached for Kim, for her warmth, as she tried to kick him away to get closer to Heia.
The air was brisk over them as the shift occurred. And when the room was all dark Evester gripped Zeydar’s hand. It was such a sudden movement, that if Evester’s hand wasn’t on Zeydar’s, Zeydar was certain he would have thought he’d hallucinated it.
“Nightmare?” Evester whispered so low the Zeydar was almost certain he’d not heard it. When Evester’s eyes fluttered open, Zeydar could see the sleep within them, but the coherence. The deepness to the brown was as filled and mysterious as the night sky. Evester was a light sleeper, this Zeydar knew. However, just how light was it? Was he too burdened by things he could not say aloud?
168 Days Until Faith And the Uncertain End (part 2)
Heia walked around the house that was built up to protect them. They had stripped some other rooms to better fortify one room that was smoldering in heat. Blankets were everywhere, as they were all to sleep in the one room. They were on the walls, the windows, the floor, and surrounding the space heater. Their supplies were stacked in areas to keep the food from spoiling. Everyone was moving about figuring out how to best fix the cars and bus back to a suitable living environment when they left the place. Everyone was fitted out in the best winter clothes that they had, as Uly and Rayda dialed in the weather reports. Watch had been decided, set to rotate in and out of the room. Traps had been laid to alert them of Aralax in the even that there was an approach.
Snow was piled up in the lands around them, and the chains on the tires were being checked as they breathed out white in the frigid air. Evester had lectured them incessantly over the headset about what they had to be prepared for and as the night approached, Heia felt her heart racing. Even if the Aralax were far away, had not come here in months, they were sitting ducks. They were in the most danger, because this would be the most comfort that they’d be allotted.
“You okay Heia?” Shawn intercepted her as she walked through the hall from where the food was held and back towards the warm room.
168 Days Until Faith And the Uncertain End (part 1)
The safe house was a farm, long abandoned when the Catastrophe struck. There was no food. But it was a shelter outside of their bus and it felt good to stretch out. They called it a safe house, but there was no safety out in the Aralax lands. There simply had not been any sign of Aralax in miles surrounding the location, and that was all they could rely on for safety at this time. Evester laid on the ground of the farm house knowing that soon it would be covered in blankets.
“The night is going to freeze us. The space heater won’t be enough.” Uly warned Evester as he worked to covered windows. Most of the others were pulling their weight but Evester was not. He knew he should, but he could not bring himself to. Not when it was the first time he could lay on his back without feeling as if he had no space to do anything.
“How long are we going to be here?” Kori asked as she helped unload blankets into the room.
“This is our hide out until we find my father.” Evester sat up abruptly. He noticed how everyone looked at him startled by his movement.
The bus went screeching, bodies flying forward, waking all those who had been asleep. At first, she thought it was a dream, her own body reacting suddenly outside of her control. However the jolt was too powerful, too much, and her face was seconds from slamming into the seat before her. Heia jumped up, to keep people from flying too far over, as the bus came to a halt. With a thud the bus stopped and the bus was a mess of groans and snappy comments. People moved about gathering weapons as Zeydar took to his feet, eyes narrowing ahead of them. Heia looked back to make sure no one was injured in the sudden stop.
Rather than injured they looked distraught and ready to fight, awake and ready to do whatever it took to survive.
“What’s wrong?” Evester ran towards Rayda who was driving. He jumped over bodies who had fallen into the aisle and climbed over the seats to get to her.
“You will want to see this.” She announced to them, standing and preparing her weapon herself.
Heai whipped her head back forward to where the bus lights still shined. Through the dark there were the feint traces of red before them. A pool of blood glimmering under their bus lights. The bus dropped into silence as others strained to hear. The only sound was the sound of static over the radio connection.
Alright here is my TBR for July! This month I decided to do series. Like how last month was for classics. This means, in theory, lots and lots of reviews. Why? Because I am going to be reviewing near everything. Nearly, I think at least.
I did far better on my TBR this month actually lol. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to do a lot for the large books but it’s fine. I cut down a few classics. Plus, The Final Empire was just too good. This list is far from complete, because at some point I stopped tracking everything. And I’m too lazy to go back and figure it all out. Next month I promise, I’ll be far, far better.