#Excerpt from Lights Over Emerald Creek by @ShelleyDavidow AmReading #YA #SciFi
To Walk Again
The music she’d been playing became an echo of woven sound. She could no longer see her cello.
Lucy
was above the hills, the sea, the melting mountains that all dissolved
into watercolour; a thrilling terror suffused her as she continued
upward through liquid light.
A
roar like a distant rumble of thunder or the crashing of waves filled
her ears. Broken shards of reality tumbled past her as she spiralled
into a rapidly darkening vortex. She held her breath and closed her
eyes, and thought, am I dying? Dead?
Hard drops of rain peppered her head, her face, her neck.
Only,
when she reached to wipe her cheek, it wasn’t wet. Lucy opened her
eyes. Light dazzled her. Blinded her. Around her, danced a billion
droplets of pure light. They were electric as they touched her skin. She
got up on her hands and knees.
And knees!
Her
cello bow lay beneath her. She could feel something softly pressing
against her knees. Her hair fell in front of her face. Slowly,
carefully, she flicked it back over her shoulder, and looked up as the
light stopped showering her, and slowly receded, like a sparkler dying
out, until it was a blue glow high above her.
‘Holy
— holy crap! What the hell?’ she whispered, not usually prone to
swearing, still on her hands and knees. Then, carefully, as if in a
trance, one leg at a time, she stood up. She stared at a twilight lit,
pink horizon. It was misty, or rainy, but she couldn’t feel anything on
her skin. Something soft squished between her toes. Sand? She looked
down at her legs. They were standing. Her toes were feeling something.
She held onto her legs, touched them, felt them. This could be a lucid
dream, she thought.
She looked around at an unfamiliar landscape.
Or a seascape.
Or a mistscape. It was hard to tell.
The
sand beneath her feet was the colour of coral. A few paces ahead, she
saw a still, soft, pink ocean. Far out across the ocean, the water
dissolved into sky, or cloud. When she looked behind her, two enormous
blue lights glowed in the sky, and then slowly turned to purple, to
magenta, to pink, and became one with the atmosphere.
Lucy
stood on tiptoes. She took the bow in her right hand and placed it down
at her feet. She felt very strange, as if she wasn’t quite in her body.
She could feel things, but she was light, and when she took a step, it
was almost as if she floated. A sudden, unexpected surge of joy rushed
through her. If this was some kind of dream, she loved it. She could
walk. No, she could run! If she could have this one experience, this one
single moment of feeling whole, she would give everything. She ran,
tripping over her own feet, towards the shore. Her toes touched ground,
but barely.
Lucy
Wright, sixteen and a paraplegic after a recent car accident that took
her mother's life, lives in Queensland on a 10,000 acre farm with her
father. When Lucy investigates strange lights over the creek at the
bottom of the property, she discovers a mystery that links the lights to
the science of cymatics and Scotland’s ancient Rosslyn Chapel.
But
beyond the chapel is an even larger mystery. One that links the music
the chapel contains to Norway’s mysterious Hessdalen lights, and beyond
that to Saturn and to the stars. Lucy’s discoveries catapult her into a
parallel universe connected to our own by means of resonance and sound,
where a newly emerging world trembles on the edge of disaster. As
realities divide, her mission in this new world is revealed and she
finds herself part of a love story that will span the galaxy.
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Genre - Young Adult SF
Rating - PG
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