Itch: Nine Tales Of Fantastic Worlds - Plot & Excerpts
Death snowed down as huge flakes, but more like glass than ice. It sliced as it fell. Crunched underfoot, as if Mira and Ismene ran on the broken wares of the gods themselves. For once, Faustus had not used his future-seer to constrain Mira and Ismene. He didn’t pronounce their fate or issue orders to force what he saw to come to pass. No, this time, he leaped onto his horse and rode away without them. Without anyone, his back to Ismene’s bitter spitting and unending screeches. He vanished into the wilderness. Mira’s present-seer saw nothing of him. Nor did she care to ask it again and again and again for knowledge of his whereabouts. The gods could take his life and behead their triad for all she cared. She’d suffer that fate to see him punished. As would Ismene. For the first time since they were children, since they’d each clung to their mothers’ legs under the watchful eye of their godling father, Mira and Ismene were left to their own fate, free of the knowledge of their future.
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