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A dim yellow light split the darkness of the room in two, shining down on the face of its only inhabitant; me. I was sure the glow from the computer screen painted my face into a sickly pale creature made of dark purple bags and gaunt cheeks. My eyes though, would be a startling green, sharp and aware. Inherited from my mother, I suppose they were my one good trait.
Read MoreIt was surprisingly cool inside the tent. The air stank with the smell of incense, burning his nose with the sharp pungent twang of frankincense and myrrh intertwining with the cooling breath of white sage. The only light came from red candles scattered around the floor and crystals that hung from the ceiling. The boy couldn’t tell if the crystals were reflecting the light from the candles or glowing itself. The sounds of the carnival and children’s laughter faded with each step into the tent the boy took.
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