Obviously, I’m back on my bullshit. Enjoy the NSFW!
Selvadorada, The Library of Magic
Personal Letter No. 3 by Sonia Sanchez
I gather up each sound you left behind and stretch them on our bed.
each nite I breathe you and become high.
Von Haunt Estate
“Call up the Rushlight,” Rory commanded, “And both of you, pay attention. We need to run through this because some folks have been making mistakes.”
“Mistakes?” Liberty scoffed, “This better be about Summer letting the God of Death screw around and get—”
“This is about you!” Rory cried, pointing a finger.
“Me?” Liberty leaned over the cauldron, her eyes burning. “Miko and Somnus are here. I’ve drained the last of my reserves to shut down the rest of the timelines, and I delivered that damn book!”
“But is it safe?” Rory countered, “Last I checked, a whole bunch of powerful creatures were hanging around that place!”
“Last you checked? You keeping tabs on the King of the Centaurs. That’s what keeps you up at night?”
Summer waved a hand over the cauldron and frowned, “Guys…”
“Don’t insult me,” Rory shouted, “I’m not worried about the centaurs or a bunch of witches. The gods, Liberty, what’s keeping Sol or, universe help us, Omar, from poking around there?”
“My genius, that’s what. Do you know how much of a headache it was to make the Library of Magic so unappealing, no god would set foot in there? Titania Kibo on the board for godsdamned centuries! That sociopath wanted to install spiral staircases everywhere.”
There was a long stretch of silence while they both glared at each other.
“Fair point,” Rory finally allowed. “So, by now Titania will have discovered Oberon’s love child. Kudos to Liberty on that part—”
An ominous bubble shot up into the air and popped.
“Um, y’all,” Summer chewed on a fingernail, “I think we have a problem…”
“Summer, please stop trying to interrupt me,” Rory complained. “As I was saying, while she is in the midst of one of her famous rages, Akira and Oberon will steal away to the Library of Magic. They’ll take a peek at the book, and then Oberon will head off to Sulani and Akira, lovesick puppy dog that he is, will run off and snatch our Miko from the hands of the dastardly Somnus.”
“If that’s the line you wrote in the book, I will riot,” Liberty threatened.
“Guys—” Summer repeated.
“And then,” Rory emphasized, ignoring both of them, “William and the Sage of Untamed Magic will retrieve the book at their meeting with the curator and return it to the God of Death who will have everything she needs to—”
“Guys!” Summer shouted, finally getting their attention. “We have a problem. Titania ain’t in the midst of one of her famous rages. She’s with Akira and Oberon, at the Library.”
“What?” Rory cried, looking slightly ill.
“Well, shit,” Liberty cursed.
“Maybe we do need a review of the plan,” Summer sighed, “Did Morgyn agree to split their magic with Marjorie? Can somebody call her? And have we accounted for the return of the Titans?”