Thell arched her wings too late. The slight updraft that should have slowed her fall didn’t come. Her feet smacked into the
rough brick and she flung forward. She threw her hands out, pumped her wings furiously, and grappled with her boots
for solid purchase.
A New Life
Lucy lived her life on gut feel and a creative budget. She was no stranger to unusual rental arrangements, old buildings
and dirt, but this? This was a new low. She ran a finger against the wall, pushing grime aside to reveal a small
trace of the faded wallpaper below. It might have been roses once, Lucy wasn’t sure.
Buhle dipped her oar into the Lagoon. Ripples spread out across the surface, distorting the once prosperous city that lay
beneath the water. It had been called Cape Town, but that was before the ocean invaded the land, before the world
went mad and before humankind changed…