Sunday Scribblings #215 -Recipe
Okay, this isn’t really a recipe and I will post an actual one later. I thought it was past time for another Night Wings story. I would also like to take a moment to thank the bloggers at Sunday Scribblings for posting a prompt week after week. It has taken me on the most surprising journey and introduced me to other bloggers prompt communities. What a blessing it has been!
Kystel turned the pages carefully. “Well it’s definitely not a cookbook!”
Emelia snickered. Ralph frowned at her and touched Kystel’s hand. “Look here!” He turned to the middle of the book.
“But…the pages are blank!” Kystel looked at him puzzled.
“It’s not finished.” Ralph grinned.
Kystel turned back a few pages and found a drawing of a group of people crowded around a prostrate winged figure. There was light all around them and she could make out details of their faces. There was Emelia and Lolly, Ralph, Arkin, and Sloan. In the midst was a girl with long brown hair streaming, wings extended and covering all of them. Their translucence allowed light and shadow to show through but the light was concentrated on the face of the one on the ground. “Ryall! But how?”
“That wasn’t there yesterday.” Ralph looked triumphant.
Kystel looked back down at the book, turning the pages back. There were diagrams of inventions and pictures of a skinny guy working over them. She found pictures of the pendent that Emelia now wore and poems and stories hand written.
“But how? Or who? Kystel knew she was sounding like an idiot.
“I don’t know. Writing appears on the pages and it either shows something that has happened or points to something we should do. I look at it every day to see if there is anything new. This morning these pictures were there.”
“There is a name inside the cover.” Kystel ran her fingers over the old fashioned writing.
“Simon.” Ralph said. “I think he talks to us through the book.”