by SALSAlys » Thu Dec 04, 2003 1:46 pm
"What IS real then?" questioned the paper in response to Nate's query. The girl smiled back slightly, then went back to the desk.
"Is reality a variable or a constant? If a constant, what makes it so? If a variable, what changes it? Assume this is a math question; what equation would reality go into as well?"
* * *
"I am HERE, heat-child," came the voice again, and THIS time, Autumn could see him; an immense, craggy face lined with frost, wintery blue eyes and shaggy hair sloping over his forehead. Not to mention hear him; his voice was loud, almost booming, and then—
Autumn abruptly realized she wasn't in her class anymore; she only had what she had been in direct contact with. And she was in the middle of a snowfield with frost raining from the sky, and Jarvik kneeling in front of her, so tall that even kneeling, he was twice her height.
* * *
The snowflake melted rapidly, and Rodrick could then catch a whiff of something like peppermint on the breeze. Something to the side sparkled, drawing his attention to a spot just off the road, where there was a ring of pale blue mushrooms growing from a patch of snow. Whatever had sparkled, it wasn't there now.