From one age to another; One story to the next

Wow, it's been a while. Here's a very unnecessary list of all the things that have happened since we last talked.

1-I am no longer a stupid Freshmen (sorry not sorry to all you incoming Freshies) 

2-I turned fifteen (Yeah, another milestone!)

3-I got my permit (Oh, wait, still waiting on that one...)

4-(the thing you actually somewhat care about) I'm working on a new book. It's full of adventure, confusion, heroics, and a dreamlike reality. In my humble opinion-It's awesome.

Silence whispered through the air as they all stood awkwardly. Finally Brian threw a pack at Joel, jolting him out of his stupor.

            “You heard him,” he said, “The sooner we find these Keys the sooner we can get home.”

            “You’re forgetting something,” Aunna speculated, “We don’t know where they are; where anything is. How are we supposed to do this?”

            A weight suddenly appeared in Joel’s pocket. His right hand held the sword and his left slipped into the pocket, grasping something large and circular. It was cold to the touch and, pulling it out; he held a complicated looking compass. Omitting the original North, South, East, and West the compass had several different symbols and arrows pointing in every which direction. It was no help to Joel.

            “What is that?” Nate asked, examining it over Joel’s shoulder, “Can you read it?”

            “No,”

            “Wait,” Chase exclaimed, “I know what this is. It’s from my planet, Anasi. It’s a fortune telling device; tells you…well, it doesn’t tell you anything. It just…it’s complicated. Can I see it?”

            Joel dropped it into his hand. He examined it, turning it around and around in his hands before bringing it up to his ear. He listened for a few second, tapped the glass twice and it dissolved into the air, leaving no trace behind.

            “What have you done?” Raya snapped.

            Chase held up a finger, silencing her as he pointed toward the horizon. A red light appeared in the distance, brightening the valley in bloody hues.

            “We go that way,” he said, pointing to where the red was darkest.

            “Well,” Aunna urged, “come on then. How long will it stay in the sky?”

            “About,” he began but was stopped as the color began to fade, like the sun setting, from the horizon, “About now.”

            Brain began marching in that direction.

 Lissa