Reality Skimming

Diff the Dragon – Part Twenty Six

Diff the Dragon by Angela Lott, illustrations by Richard Bartrop. An Okal Rel Universe Legacy Novella featuring the young Alivda

Angela Lott is the middle child of Lynda’s three daughters. She did two years of Business schooling at the College of New Caledonia and is now working as a receptionist at her local FYiDoctors. In her spare time she enjoys writing, video blogging, reading and watching very nerdy TV shows.

Part 26

Alivda’s stunt however didn’t buy her much time. Amel followed them through the door and wrenched Alivda off Ann. He held her with all his Pureblood strength, but even so she twisted and squirmed.

“Alivda!” Amel yelled when he could bear it no more.

Alivda froze. He never called her ‘Alivda’ and he never yelled.

Amel put Alivda down and looked her in the eye.

“You must never attack my friends again,” he said with more anger and authority then she thought he possessed.

She nodded but this time she meant it.

Amel looked her in the eyes intently until he knew she was telling the truth. He stood up and went over to Ann.

“Are you okay?” Amel asked.

“What do you think!” Ann yelled back then put an arm to her ribs.

“Is anything broken?” Amel asked tentatively.

“I think that little terror cracked one of my ribs!” Ann said as she got up. Amel gave her a hand.

“And your lip is bleeding,” Amel said.

Ann pressed two fingers to her lip and they came back bloody.

Ann limped back into the room.

Alivda, though feeling somewhat bad for what she had done, was now thinking an injured Ann wouldn’t want to sleep next to Amel.

Ann flinched as she lay down.

Alivda didn’t care if Ann was hurt but she did care that Amel was looking at Ann, not her.

She jumped up onto the bed next to Ann to try and get into Amel’s line of sight.

“Yes, I know you are there, Alivda,” Amel said. “But I am going to stay with Ann. She is the one who is hurt.”

Alivda frowned but knew this time it was her fault. She put on the most miserable face she could make and went to sit in the corner.

“Will you lie next to me?” Ann asked Amel.


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