they were fun to play with
slippery gasses not quiet solid,
but not quite liquid.
easy to manipulate…
…hard to escape.”
– Queen of Shadows
At first the room was white.
I stood there a moment, taking in my surroundings, figuring out an escape.
Only there was none.
I turned around, fear in my throat, adrenaline coursing through my veins . . .
The door was gone.
But it was just . . .
“Hello?” I called, voice catching in my throat. With a wince I swallowed, my mouth dry, my tongue thick.
Hello? I thought.
What did she want with me?
I’d heard stories about the Queen of Shadows, a women heard but never seen.
It was said that those who heard her voice never lived to tell the tale.
But if that was so, how did I know they’d heard it? The fact alone gave me hope. I stood taller.
“Hello?” I called again. I took a step forward and stopped. The ground trembled.
The floor shook and then the ground behind me faded into nothingness. I looked around me frantically searching for something to grab onto…
A black chair appeared.
Half solid, half shadow. I ran towards it, not thinking, not seeing.
I didn’t want to die.
I reached for the arm rest, fingers catching hold just as the floor gave way beneath my feet.
I swung into the chair and took a deep breath.
I opened my eyes.
The room was painted black and white.
And the black was moving.
Grayish black swirls danced across zebra walls, see-through, hand-like arms, reaching forever forward, racing towards me.
I tried to move, only to find that the chair was holding me in place, swirls of shadow griping my feet, imprisoning my arms.
There was only a small pocket of white left in the now black room, and my hope surged. Maybe I could make it…
Silver eyes reached out of the darkness before me, the shadows almost done with their work.
“Welcome…” A voice whispered, impish eyes pulled taunt in a toothless grin.
“…to the world of Nyght,” she finished.
Just as the sliver of white…
– Short Story written by Jae Lei Nyght