Glad you could join us for the next strange episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…
Caught by those strange orange eyes, Elliot went limp, his uncertainty and growing aggravation evaporating in the warmth of that bizarre smile.
“I’m afraid I’m lost,” he admitted.
“We are all of us lost from time to time, and some are lost for all of time. Do you know in which land you dwell?”
“I came from Fen, but I’m not sure where I am now.”
Her laughter was a refreshing shower of love. “So you are lost only from time to time. Then maybe I can help. You’re here.”
This was not helpful. Elliot’s lack of sleep and sustenance were breaking down his self-control. Frustration crawled back like an itch he couldn’t quite reach. “I know that. I just don’t know where ‘here’ is.”
“If that is all you do not know, you are wise indeed.”
“I need to find the rebels.”
“So you are on a quest?”
“They’ve taken someone precious to me, and I intend to take her back.”
“A quest worthy of a hero’s efforts — if the hero is equally precious to his prize.”
“I know she loves me,” Elliot affirmed.
“And that alone is not enough?”
“Of course not! I mean, I know that’s extraordinary. I understand just how fortunate I am, but we want to be together; we want to share our lives.”
“You believe two together can be more than one and one?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Then I will help you help yourself.”
“Do you know where the rebels are?”
“I know they are not here.”
Elliot had had just about enough. “Then what makes you think you can help me?”
“I know how you can find them.”
“Please,” he begged, trying not to shout, “tell me how.”
“You will need more strength than you now have at your command.”
His stomach growled and his eyes lost focus. “What? Arms? Warriors?”
“No. Food and rest. And vision.”
“I don’t have time for this!”
“You will not succeed without them.”
Elliot’s shoulders sagged and his chin dropped to his chest. “All right. All right. What sort of food do you recommend?”
“You wish to find your queen. Queen Reishi has always shown the way.” She pointed to a fan shaped mushroom Elliot hadn’t noticed before.
Shaking his head, he approached the fungus. “If this is a mistake, I only hope I live to regret it.”
To be continued. . .