![]() She digs her heel in, at my throat that isn’t there. ![]() My mother’s bare feet slap against my skin, across my belly, my chest. ![]() I am lying on my back, flatter than bread. I want to tell her I’ve had a nightmare about the Sisters, that I can’t sleep with all this whispering and worrying from her-and what are you sewing in the dark, Mamma? I try to move my lips, but I have no mouth. My mother's face, like the moon in the dark hallway. Before I even have time to pull my eye away, the door opens. Instantly, her shadow fills the room, a mountain on the wall. “I push my eye farther into the crack, smushing my cheek. Slowing impulse to a mere draft, sucking into himself, he reached the very heart of the Norns’ lair. He delighted at the speed at which he travelled, catching himself just in time, before his enthusiasm revealed the disguise. Without effort, he whooshed past the threshold into the cave, into the bark of the Great Tree, winding cleverly under and over and through a maze of roots and rough stone, past every trick and trap the Sisters had set. He rumbled with pleasure, at his own cleverness, born out of accident and indecision: he had become pure air. Instead of transforming into another creature, he hovered in between. He pushed out of the eagle skin and leaped away from the horde of birds, springing into the sky. ![]() Not convincing enough to hide his true identity. The shape of an eagle, useful for fast travel across worlds, but only temporary. The Sisters were too astute for his usual chicanery. he slipped in and out of himself, testing which disguise to use. ![]()
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