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Taming Fire
Taming Fire
Taming Fire
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“Kystra, that’s where my brother is!” Tears
gathered in Primcella’s eyes. “Wack-O-Jack can’t
burn that planet. My brother is at Helena’s
Research Station. So are the Extraordinaires.
They’re working on a special project. We have to
warn them. There’s no communication system.”

Mericolt fingered his space-cutting tool. “I’d
have to build tunnels from constellation to
constellation across the Greater Universe. I don’t
have any maps. How will I know where the tunnels
will open? What if a tunnel unravels? That
happened to Mother and she’s an expert.

“I can’t do it. I don’t know…” A slight breeze brushed
his cheek. He heard a whisper. His Mother’s voice.
“It’s an emergency.”
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateJul 1, 2017
ISBN9781543904123
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    Taming Fire - Sandra Sherrod

    Castle

    Mericolt used his space-cutting tool to make a cut near Mrs. Geranium’s flowerpot and pulled back the universal fabric. A blue pulsing light and the outline of a tunnel appeared.

    You go first, Mericolt instructed Primcella.

    She turned to Chester and whispered a good-bye. The cat stood by Mrs. Geranium’s flowerpot, his eyes widening as he watched the two-inch tall Primcella step from the window seat into the pulsing light and disappear.

    Gone. Just like that. Gone, the cat howled.

    Oh my, Mrs. Geranium cooed. Such important people. They’re leaving.

    Pentil was the next to step into the tunnel, complaining how much he hated the unsteady material as he felt his foot sink with each step. "Where would they be when the door opened? Would they really be back in the Greater Universe?"

    Next Mericolt stepped through the doorway and then closed the universal material. They disappeared from Earth.

    Chester walked around Mrs. Geranium’s flowerpot and sniffed in the corners. All gone.

    Mrs. Geranium looked out the window toward Miss Puffed Prattle Prittle’s house. No one. She sent word to the fairy village. The small people are gone. I’ll be watching for Universal Rejects.

    When Septenian received Mrs. Geranium’s message, he checked the doorway Mericolt had opened between the plant fairy world and the human world. It was still closed tightly. Then he went to the water fountain and watched the flow of the water. No disturbances. His village was safe again. Wack-O-Jack was gone, and so were the people from the Greater Universe.

    Chapter Two

    Leaving Earth

    Pentil, Mericolt, and Primcella took three steps into the tunnel before it began to wave dangerously. Walk faster! Mericolt yelled. This is unsteady. Earth’s gravity is pulling on the tunnel’s fabric.

    Primcella tried to keep her voice from shaking. It’s scary.

    Your brother is on Kystra. Remember this is why we’re traveling in my tunnels. Mericolt reminded her. Hurry. See the door ahead?

    I hate these tunnels, Pentil tripped when a hole opened up and he saw the image of a nearby planet. Scary.

    The tunnel’s fabric waved and bucked, making Primcella gasp. A doorway appeared; an old door that squeaked, like it hadn’t been opened for centuries. When they stepped out, they were in a world for giants, since they were so small. Mericolt pointed to a bench where several people sat. Under there.

    Can’t see anything, Primcella complained. Are those people’s feet? They’re so big. Where are we?

    Skyhook Platform. Regular stop. No facilities for miniature people. Everyone will be full size. I’ll have to grow. Can’t look for the next doorway when I’m this small.

    Behind that green curtain. Pentil pointed to a curtain on the other side of the walkway.

    Let me, Mericolt pushed past Pentil and scurried across the open space and slipped under the curtain. He aligned with the local planets and began to grow, one foot, then two feet---tall enough to look around, see what was behind the curtains. Machines. Part of a food-processing unit. Space food. The smell so inviting his mouth watered. He couldn’t remember when he ate last. Footsteps. He backed into a corner. The door of the unit opened and closed. Retreating footsteps.

    He felt comfortable continuing to grow another foot. Still not his normal size, but tall enough, he pulled back the curtain and walked casually to the bench and bent down as if looking for something he dropped.

    The same two people still sat on the bench, talking. A language Mericolt barely understood. He heard pieces of their conversation and guessed they were workers returning home. One of them wanted to know where they’d be working next. The other one thought it was a job in the second Quadrant. A whistling sound. That’s ours, the two men stood up and walked toward the exit.

    It’d been a long time since Mericolt heard the whistling of an approaching Skyhook. The sound was piercing since he was still small.

    What’s going on? The voice of the miniature Pentil.

    I’m looking for an opening to the next planet. I’ll be back.

    Wait, Pentil whispered loudly. What’s behind the curtain?

    Food service area. Watch for workers. Then Mericolt walked into the crowd waiting for their Skyhook.

    Pentil began growing. When he was a foot-and-a-half tall he scrambled across the open space and hid behind the green curtain.

    What about me? Primcella’s tiny voice.

    Later, Pentil called. I want to follow Mericolt.

    Don’t forget me, Primcella shouted. I’m... No one was listening. "I’m Royal, she reminded herself, Surely they won’t leave me. Not when I’m so small and everyone else is so big."

    Most of the passengers boarded the last Skyhook car, leaving the waiting area nearly empty. The next car would be landing soon and dropping off passengers. Now, Mericolt thought to himself, I have to find the opening now. Mericolt walked the entire waiting area, and then went out the sliding doors to the platform. I feel something---not a portal, but an opening.

    Recalling the map Primcella projected on the side of Mrs. Geranium’s flowerpot, Mericolt tried to imagine where the tunnel would take them. He sent a mental probe into the space. Something’s wrong. The probe circled back and he saw himself standing on the Skyhook Platform. How did that happen? There’s an opening, but where will the tunnel end?

    Heavy footsteps. A guard. He lost his focus. Little boy, you lost? The guard bent down. Mericolt looked through the slit in the guard’s headgear and stared into deep brown eyes. A kind person, he thought.

    He opened his mouth to answer when Pentil stepped forward. He’s with me. Pentil took Mericolt’s hand.

    The guard looked at Pentil. Where are you from? Where’s your badge? Pentil still wore his fairy jacket with butterfly wing designs on the sleeves. Not the usual clothes for people traveling the Skyhook System, particularly this Skyhook stop.

    I’ve got it, Daddy, Mericolt reached into his pocket and pulled out his badge for a planetary system near the Land Where Anything is Possible and handed it to Pentil.

    The guard glanced at the badge. You need to wear this at all times.

    You’re right, Pentil agreed, as he attached the badge to his jacket, not remembering where to pin it.

    Not there, the guard took the badge and pinned it to Pentil’s jacket on the opposite side. The guard stared at him, as if trying to place where he’d seen someone with red hair and wearing such strange clothes.

    Pentil took Mericolt’s hand. We need to find your sister. She’s supposed to meet us here.

    They turned away and Pentil whispered, Find a way out of here. Now. That guard is going to check the badge information.

    Mericolt pretended to see his sister. There she is, he ran across the visitor’s area, still scanning the surroundings

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