Between the Pages

In a magical world, Between the Pages, lives Sebastian and his twin Edmond. That is, until Edmond decides to work against the Queen and disappears to join the Queens brother, and setting a curse over the country. Concerned for his brother (and the world), Sebastian sets of to search after him. But he needs help.

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“I think your mom’s home again.”

The statement hung there in the air, eagerly awaiting a response. Sebastian didn’t even flinch and just grunted lazily, stopping his mouth full of a mix of rasp- and blueberries. They were lying on their back, eyes squinting in the sun, each having piles of berries beside them. A second later two grey front legs appeared from the corner of the house, and shortly after the rest of a donkeys body followed. Alma was walking beside it. She looked at the two laying in the grass and playfully raised an eyebrow.

“I’d think you have planning to do?”

She followed the donkey into the barn at the corner of the garden. Another donkeys was waiting there, one that Lina had only caught glances off before.

Lina got up with much effort. When Sebastian didn’t show any signs of standing up, she cleared her throat. He looked at her, still squinting at the sharp sun. She put her hands to her hips and waited, until he finally sighed and got up. He brushed off some grey and dry straws of grass and they went inside.

 In the living room, on the couch, a huge stack of clothe was piling up. “Wow,” Lina gasped. “She bought a lot!”

Sebastian shrugged. “It isn’t exactly a two-day trip.”

Lina suddenly remembered a question that had been burning on her mind for a while now.

“Would it be ok for me to take a shower?”

Sebastian blinked a few times, then hid his face in his hands himself. He looked up.

“I’m so sorry, I forgot to ask! Of course, there are towels in the cupboard, you know where the bathroom is.”

 She nodded to Sebastian and grinned. “Thanks.”

 “I’ll pack in the meanwhile,” he yelled after her, as she grabbed the first outfit that Alma clearly had intended for her to wear when visiting Queen Cordelia. She couldn’t imagine what other purpose it could, it would be useless on the quest. A simple, orange silken blouse with a skirt. To Lina’s great pleasure she had seen that Alma had indeed thought of being footwear –a pair of sandals and a pair of linen shoes.

The bathroom was besides the staircase, an elongated rectangle, featuring a toilet, a sink and a shower. Beside the shower was a hand painted, yellow closet. There were the paint was peeling of, grey flecks were showing. Lina couldn’t resist letting her fingers touch the grey tinted parts. She had done this all day, running fingers across brick walls, letting them caress the grass. It was to reassure herself it was real, but it only made everything much more surreal. Her brain kept telling her that it was supposed to feel different, because if it didn’t, what was the point with a curse? Maybe this grey object, her brain kept saying. Nope, her fingers would answer. Everything feels the same.

 The showerhead took some time to adjust too, first letting only feeble drops of water through, then almost trying to fill up the entire bathroom. After a bit regulation though, she felt like she would never get out again. The water washed away every bit of worry and tiredness that was left. Lina had never been much of a shower-performer, but now she felt a sudden urge to break into dancing. This was real. This was Lina Christensen, one of the most ordinary girls, being in another world with a highly unordinary boy and going on a quest. Her fears hid in the back of her mind, leaving her thoughts alone at the moment, and leaving every fibre off her body ready and eager to begin. All of sudden she understood why Sebastian seemed to be so ready to go all the time. He had waited for this moment so long, while she had only just gotten used to the thought.

After a while she felt bad for leaving Sebastian waiting, especially she never really had gotten to know when their royal appointment was set to be. She wrapped herself in the towel, and put on the clothes. Besides being a bit small on her hips, it fitted her perfectly. She wrapped the towel around her hair and picked up the remaining clothe from the living room.

 The house seemed quiet, yet she knew that Alma was probably painting in her atelier, and Sebastian in his room packing. She darted up the stars, to meet him. 

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