Little Dragons

  By Renee Hughes Gershom pulled me closer his lips pushing hard against my own. My desire rose to meet his. I felt the matter holding me together start to unravel as our energies began to merge. We moaned simultaneously with pleasure as the boundaries between us dissolved. He then gave a frustrated sigh and pulled away to rest his forehead on mine. "Look behind you Anne. You are being summoned." His words killed the mood. "Already," I said unwilling to believe that the vote had already been completed and tallied. "Look for yourself," he said releasing me. I reluctantly turned to see several brightly colored tendrils of energy moving in our direction. The number of them surprised me. I looked into Gershom's face. "I guess it is too late to leave now," I said my voice full of regret. He was too busy counting the number of summons to respond. "Anne," he finally said his voice filled with awe. "Alexandria, Ezekiel and nearl...

  By Renee Hughes My body felt oddly numb when I exited the voting booth, eyes blinking rapidly in the sudden sunshine. It was time to leave. I would do my best to forget everything that happened here today. I started to shed my form. "Anne!" Gershom called out. He hurried towards me but came to a sudden stop a few feet away. "You are leaving now?" he asked his eye-catching the telltale ripple in the air that preceded the transformation from matter to energy. "Yes," I said too emotionally tired to try to soften the truth even for him. "I don't believe in the planet project anymore." "What?....why?" he asked a truly perplexed look crossing his features. I shook my head, "We just aren't ready. I am sorry," Gershom moved closer and gently but firmly took hold of my arm. "If you transform, I am coming with you Anne. I deserve an explanation." His words ignited my anger but Peter's earlier observation o...