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“Close your eyes,” Luna whispers against the crook of her neck. “I’ll take you to the sea.”
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While preparing for her final spacewalk, Raven leaves the island to help search for humanity's last chance for survival.
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The girl sticks her head out of the water slowly, so slowly that at first it’s lost in the movement of the water and Raven doesn’t notice. But then her eyes catch the moonlight and shine out at her, and Raven sucks in a breath so fast it goes cold.
The girl watches her for a moment, wary, before she floats up to the top of the dock, Raven’s sandal in hand.
No, not float--she’s standing on something long that stretches out of the water. It takes Raven a minute to realize what it is, exactly, and then when she does she stops breathing altogether.
It’s a tail. A long, scaly fish tail, the color of the ocean in the daytime, and it’s attached to the girl at her hips. She’s still holding Raven’s sandal out to her, and must be getting impatient, because she pokes it at Raven’s good knee.
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10 Jun 2017
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Raven eyes the truck a little. The engine is still on and it’s vibrating as it sits, roaring on the side of the road. “Looks like you could use a mechanic,” she says. “How far are you trying to take it?”
“West coast,” the driver says, purposefully vague, which suits Raven just fine.
“That’s where I’m headed too. If you do the driving, I’ll make sure we get there.”
The driver eyes her a little closer, studying up and down, and Raven fidgets, swallowing the urge to bark what are you looking at? She knows what she must look like; greasy hair that hasn’t been washed in days, thrown up in a messy tangled ponytail, rumpled sweat-soaked clothes, boots caked in Midwest dust, old fraying bag tossed over one shoulder, the crude metal brace strapped over her knee. She looks like a homeless person, or a runaway. A Lifetime movie in the making.
She looks like baggage, the extra kind that nobody wants to carry home.
The driver leans over, and pops the lock on the passenger door. It feels more like a gesture than anything else; Raven could have easily reached in through the window and done it herself.