Zebulon, Nebulah, would you please take a few guards into town? See if you can find out what happened. Assess the damage and see if the guards can harvest any food from Willow's gardens. Although I fear not.”
“Why wouldn't they be able to pick our food for us?” Aurora asked.
Malarchy chuckled. “Do you really think that much food grows naturally every day? That fruit trees have new fruit every day? No, I am afraid it was the girl who made it happen. That is why I let her remain on her own and not join the orphanage years ago. Without her, we could all starve.”
“There is still the bakery, Malarchy,” Aurora added.
This time he laughed. “The bakery, yes well out back of the bakery is a plot of land where the grains grow that the bakery uses to make its food. Who do you think makes them grow everyday? And then there is the matter of the weather.”
“The weather?” Nyssa asked as if surprised.
“Yes the weather,” he answered. “Since the day that child was born we have enjoyed bright skies, warm temperatures, only adequate rainfall and at the same time everyday, while we sleep so it disturbs nothing. The sun sets and rises at the same time.”
“Are you saying she controls the weather as well and did so as a baby?” Nyssa asked.
“That is exactly what I am saying. She is a terraformer, a rare ability, not to mention it has been with her since her birth. Something we have never seen before. No, I am afraid if we can't somehow fix this mess, things will get bad. The sooner you get going, the faster we can try to resolve this. The rest of us will work on alternate plans taking the worst scenario into mind.”
When Nebulah, Zebulon, Nyssa and the four guards reached the city, they found the town still congregated in the street. They approached the gathering, sending everyone back to their homes, while the guards looked at the gardens. Some of the townsfolk had moved to their porches but were still watching as the guards returned with bad news. There was nothing growing...nothing at all. Not even a fruit tree, just plain open space.
A chilling scream came from the Shinning house. The Council members hurried to the door and let themselves in. At first glance one might have thought the sight of their front shop was enough to let out such a screech of terror as had just been heard. Glass lined the floor, all of the display cases were destroyed, there was damage to the walls and windows, but after carefully stepping through the mess they saw the Shinnings kneeling over their three sons on the floor. The boys were all having some sort of seizure. The three were all unconscious with a froth coming from their mouths.
“Send for Micca!” Nebulah yelled to the guards behind her. “And quickly there is no time to waste. Your fastest must go.”
“Help is on its way,” Nyssa said to Augusto. “Can you tell us what happened?”
“I don't know. We were outside with the others. The only one who came by was Jade,” he answered.
Opaque stood picked up the broken case which had held Willow's jewelry, looked at the bits of cake left on the table, then turned to Nebulah. “Your daughter did this,” she said
“I don't think now is the time for accusations.”
“The things we made for Willow for the dance are gone...stolen. She threatened she would have them no matter what the cost.” Opaque picked up a plate and took it to Jade's mother. “This cake...she brought it here this morning.”
No one had noticed Martha was standing in the background until she added, “The dress I made Willow is gone as well.”
“Stay here,” Nebulah said to Nyssa and Zebulon. “I will take a guard and return to the castle. If my daughter is involved I will find out.”
Leaving, she almost bumped into Willow, who had come over to see what all the commotion was about.
It only took one look inside for her to see the three boys convulsing on the floor. “What's wrong with them,” she shrieked. “Victoria, she could
“Why wouldn't they be able to pick our food for us?” Aurora asked.
Malarchy chuckled. “Do you really think that much food grows naturally every day? That fruit trees have new fruit every day? No, I am afraid it was the girl who made it happen. That is why I let her remain on her own and not join the orphanage years ago. Without her, we could all starve.”
“There is still the bakery, Malarchy,” Aurora added.
This time he laughed. “The bakery, yes well out back of the bakery is a plot of land where the grains grow that the bakery uses to make its food. Who do you think makes them grow everyday? And then there is the matter of the weather.”
“The weather?” Nyssa asked as if surprised.
“Yes the weather,” he answered. “Since the day that child was born we have enjoyed bright skies, warm temperatures, only adequate rainfall and at the same time everyday, while we sleep so it disturbs nothing. The sun sets and rises at the same time.”
“Are you saying she controls the weather as well and did so as a baby?” Nyssa asked.
“That is exactly what I am saying. She is a terraformer, a rare ability, not to mention it has been with her since her birth. Something we have never seen before. No, I am afraid if we can't somehow fix this mess, things will get bad. The sooner you get going, the faster we can try to resolve this. The rest of us will work on alternate plans taking the worst scenario into mind.”
When Nebulah, Zebulon, Nyssa and the four guards reached the city, they found the town still congregated in the street. They approached the gathering, sending everyone back to their homes, while the guards looked at the gardens. Some of the townsfolk had moved to their porches but were still watching as the guards returned with bad news. There was nothing growing...nothing at all. Not even a fruit tree, just plain open space.
A chilling scream came from the Shinning house. The Council members hurried to the door and let themselves in. At first glance one might have thought the sight of their front shop was enough to let out such a screech of terror as had just been heard. Glass lined the floor, all of the display cases were destroyed, there was damage to the walls and windows, but after carefully stepping through the mess they saw the Shinnings kneeling over their three sons on the floor. The boys were all having some sort of seizure. The three were all unconscious with a froth coming from their mouths.
“Send for Micca!” Nebulah yelled to the guards behind her. “And quickly there is no time to waste. Your fastest must go.”
“Help is on its way,” Nyssa said to Augusto. “Can you tell us what happened?”
“I don't know. We were outside with the others. The only one who came by was Jade,” he answered.
Opaque stood picked up the broken case which had held Willow's jewelry, looked at the bits of cake left on the table, then turned to Nebulah. “Your daughter did this,” she said
“I don't think now is the time for accusations.”
“The things we made for Willow for the dance are gone...stolen. She threatened she would have them no matter what the cost.” Opaque picked up a plate and took it to Jade's mother. “This cake...she brought it here this morning.”
No one had noticed Martha was standing in the background until she added, “The dress I made Willow is gone as well.”
“Stay here,” Nebulah said to Nyssa and Zebulon. “I will take a guard and return to the castle. If my daughter is involved I will find out.”
Leaving, she almost bumped into Willow, who had come over to see what all the commotion was about.
It only took one look inside for her to see the three boys convulsing on the floor. “What's wrong with them,” she shrieked. “Victoria, she could
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