your book?” he asked.
I grabbed my bag off the floor and pulled out my dry
book. Not a drop of water wrinkled a page or blemished the black binding.
“Completely waterproof. Unlike us. It was nice of Tiamat to give us a motel
room.”
“Your goddess is quite accommodating. We can’t go
back out there in the rain,” he said, still shivering.
“Are you cold blooded?” Not sure if I was joking or
not.
“Possibly,” he answered. “Am I still dying? I feel
too light. Or maybe it’s the bed.”
“No, you are lighter. I told you Earth is smaller
than Duran, but they have the same density; the gravity is lighter. I’m not
used to it anymore, and I don’t want to get used to it. I don’t want to feel
heavy when we get back home.”
The structure of Earth and Duran was basically
identical, but Duran was larger and had two moons. The sun in Duran’s solar
system was about the same size as Earth’s sun, but there were six planets
orbiting it. Duran was, of course, the only inhabited planet in the system.
“Would you never want to stay here?” he asked.
“You mean if it doesn’t work out with Divina and I
get tired of Edward? Probably not. I never made anything of myself here, and I
abandoned years of college. I didn’t leave anything behind. Duran is home now, with
Divina, Shinobu, and Edward. I mean Kiro,” I corrected myself.
Mordon turned over and looked at me. “Is calling him
Edward offensive?” he asked.
“No. It started out sort of to tease him. That was
how he introduced himself to me, trying to appear human. I tried to convince
others to call him that, but it sort of became my nickname for him. I don’t
want him to think of me as his son, because he doesn’t like his children very
much.”
“But you are not his child.”
“No, I’m his nephew. But neither of us planned for
that, either. He wants me as an apprentice, not a son. He thinks his children
are better off without him, but I’m not. He and Divina are all I have on
Duran.” And Mordon, of course. Divina was the woman I loved and Edward was the
closest thing I had to a father, but Mordon was my best friend.
“Then why not stay here?” he asked.
I looked at him. “Because here I have nothing.” Just
to blow his mind, not to change the subject or anything, I grabbed the remote
off of the bedside table and turned the television on. “Check this out.”
To be fair, I probably should have lessened the blow,
as I nearly gave him a heart attack. Luckily, it was just the news channel.
“Can they see us?” he whispered as soon as he could
talk.
“No, that’s the TV I told you about. This is the
horror channel, where they do nothing but tell gory and horrifying stories
about murder and child abuse.” I let him watch while I dug through the drawer,
looking for a pamphlet. There was none. After watching the news for a few
minutes, it still hadn’t said where we were. It listed a few cities, but none
that I recognized. We were not in Texas. Just to double-blow his mind, I turned
it to the cartoon channel, where a little animated Labrador puppy tried to
teach us Japanese. “Are you warm now?” I asked, switching off the television. It
looked as if he had stopped shivering.
“Yes. When will the rain stop?”
“I’m not sure. Probably in just a few hours. Earth
hours are shorter than Duran hours. Duran is larger, it spins slower, and has
twenty hours in a day, where Earth has twenty-four.” We talked about Earth for
a while. I told him about other countries that I wanted to see, especially
Japan, Italy, and Egypt.
“Now that my name is in your book, maybe Edward can
show you how to travel and you can show me these countries,” he suggested.
“Sure, but I don’t know the languages. Ancient scripture,
no problem, but I haven’t a clue on modern languages. Oh, look, the rain has
stopped.” I got up and peered out the window. Just as I turned back to Mordon,
there was a knock at the door.
“English, Dylan,”
Aesop, Arthur Rackham, V. S. Vernon Jones, D. L. Ashliman