The Pool – From the novella – Lethe Rising
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The monkey was ancient, as toys went, its fur worn and grubby, its stitching loose and in parts, missing. He lifted it closer to his face and smelled the fabric. Mildew and years, coldness and closeness. He replaced it, thinking perhaps he should have given it to one of the kids in the group. Or Patrick’s boy, William.
He stumbled as the name scissored through his mind. How could he know that? He thought of Patrick and the flash of recognition. What was that? Their house was far behind him now, consumed by the mist and the water. How did he know them? He thought of the strange sense of abandonment, the emptiness, their emptiness. There, but not there.
Had he known him? He searched his memory, and came away as cloudy and confused as the currents around him. He pulled up his collar, shivering as an icy rivulet snaked down his neck and his back, a knife-blade of sensation. The rain eased off but the flood still grew higher. He wiped liquid from his eyes, breathing hard. Had he known Patrick, William?
You should at least know if you don’t.
“But I don’t know,” he said, the wind stealing his words.
Then what do you know?
He walked in silence, heading towards the city. “I don’t know,” he said after a while.
Don’t you think that’s strange?
Daniel shrugged deeper into the jacket and kept walking. “I need to find Kei.”
You’re changing the subject.
“OK,” he said. “No one knows everything.”
It’s not everything. It’s a person. So do you know him, or not?
Daniel stopped. “I don’t know.”
Lethe Rising is a dark psychological fantasy available on all Amazon stores.
Artwork by Christian Ronquillo. You can see more of his work here.