The Star Seed Hunter: Fantasy
Hello fellow artists! I see people posting their work and am posting a piece of a larger body of work. The Star Seed Hunter is about a young woman who believes she's been using her unusual abilities to travel during the night, to other realms as part of an elaborate game. Alongside another being she calls PM (short for Playmate), she explores the dream realm and ventures across the universe. But when her powers begin spiraling out of control, she realizes those journeys may never have been games at all. Something may have been using them to trick her into accepting a far greater mission.
The scent of morning-blooming flowers wafted by, their lovely scent not adding an iota to my panic. The pollen in the air tickled my nose. I almost sneezed—catastrophic if one of them were to hear me.
Stay hidden, a voice said in my head.
PM, are you here?
I needed to leave! I thought, my eyes darting around for a way out.
I heard one of the gods laugh, my gaze following a lightning bolt that struck down a branch.
“Julion!”
Echo’s voice cut through time and space. The world shook once, pulling me backward. Light flashed as it fractured at a mercurial speed.
My stomach dropped just as my awareness slammed back into my body. I swayed for a second, a hand flying to my temple as I squinted and blinked.
Echo hadn’t noticed.
“Who… who is that?” She asked, her voice was full of wonder. “Is that Aramis’s love interest?”
My chest lifted with air as I followed her gaze to the image on my template.
How did I finish creating the character? Then: Oh my, she's way too alive.
The woman on the screen pulsed with life. The tips of my fingers tingled, each heartbeat sending another wave through them.
Raven hair spilled down her back in heavy waves, catching light that hadn't existed a second before. Her white gown blew in a wind that wasn't programmed into the scene.
Her eyes opened. They were big, dark and endless. Power flooded the room. The screen suspended in the air flickered, the luminous frame distorting under the strain. The air crackled, sharp and electric, raising the fine hairs along my arms. My blood roared in my ears like the ocean.
I knew who she was. She was the one who’d warned me and PM not to visit the Realm of Divinity. Had she followed me back?
I bit my lip, worried that something bad might happen.
“Oh my God,” Echo laughed nervously. “I love the ears. They’re kind of elfin.” She leaned closer.
“No,” I whispered, too late.
Echo jerked back with a yelp, clutching her nose. A thin line of blood streaked across her fingers.
“I—Julion, did you see that?” she said, her eyes wide and unfocused, staring at the blood on her fingers. “The screen. Something flashed from it… Light… but how…?”
Yes, I'd seen it. I'd anticipated it. But Echo was right. How?
The goddess’s eyes landed on mine. She angled her head, but not with curiosity. In recognition.
The room shuddered, her gaze piercing mine through the screen, through layers of realities that had always stayed in their place. Until now.
I pressed the off switch.
“Oops!” I said, as though it had been a mistake.
Echo was still staring at the blood on her fingers.
Something was wrong. That wasn’t a computer image. That was another world breaching this one.