Anne Bishop - Belladonna

The Dark Guides had succeeded in trapping the True Enemy in a landscape where she could be destroyed! They had finally succeeded! She was tangled up in Its landscapes at the school, unable to cross over to any place that didn’t resonate with It. When she realized she was trapped, she had tried to change Its landscapes and make them hers, but It had been too strong, too powerful, and It had reclaimed what belonged to It. Now she was drawing in all the Light, trying to make a Place of Light, thinking that, somehow, she would be safe and beyond Its reach. How delicious! How wonderful! How tasty!

It couldn’t wait to feast on the heart of Belladonna.

She listened to the Dark Guides’ whispers, let their verbal rape wash through her heart, while building walls that would stand far longer than stone.

And while she listened, while she waited for the right moment, she gathered the Light. She wasn’t able to destroy all the currents of Light completely, so she sucked them dry until the threads that were left were so weak and thin that they couldn’t support the smallest seed of hope.

The Eater of the World was in the school. Was coming toward her.

She altered the landscapes and closed the last door. Turned the key in the last lock. When she destroyed the key, there would be no getting out, no turning back. When she destroyed the key, she and the Dark Guides and the Eater of the World would be locked in this landscape forever.

She closed her eyes, denying the tears that wanted to fall.

“I am the Warrior of Light,” she whispered. “It’s time to drink from the Dark Cup.” Her voice broke. She paused to steady herself. Then she added, “Ephemera, hear me.”

“Daylight!” Sebastian said as he stepped off Lee’s island. “Why does the school look like that? Why is it doing that?”

Michael didn’t answer. Lee swore. Caitlin gasped.

The school faded a little more, just as the White Isle had faded when Kenneday’s ship approached it. It wasn’t quite in the world anymore, but it wasn’t completely beyond reach yet.

Michael watched as the rest of his companions stepped off of Lee’s little island. He listened to their music and assessed what he heard in each of their hearts.

Wild child, he called. We need to do a bit of ill-wishing.

She felt their resonance through the currents that flowed through the world. Sealing this cage hadn’t severed this landscape’s connection to the world quite enough. It wouldn’t be possible to get out, but it was still possible to get in.

She couldn’t let that happen.

Not your part of the task anymore, she thought. The Magician will look after the others.

Despite the risk that one of them might figure out how to cross over and become trapped in this landscape, she gave herself a moment to picture each of them, and let her affection for each one flow through her.

Caitlin and Brighid. They were finding their true places in the world, and their joy would feed the Light.

Teaser. Cocky grin and swagger—and a vulnerability and yearning to be more that was being answered by his friendship with Lynnea.

Lynnea, who bloomed into a strong woman with a loving heart a little more each day.

Jeb, a man of earthy practicality who was still fumbling a bit as he tried to be a stepfather to grown children.

Yoshani, who had loved her in ways and for reasons she hadn’t known until recently.

Nadia, who had a mother’s courage and a Landscaper’s understanding of what it sometimes cost to take care of the world.

Lee. Brother and friend—and partner in the care of Ephemera. She wished they could have had one more squabble over something that would make him smile in the years to come.

Sebastian. Even more than her mother and brother, she was going to miss Sebastian because he had been the one closest to her heart.

And Michael. He was just emerging from the tight cocoon of who he had been, was just making the transition into who he would become.

For a moment, she let the memory of his arms around her take on physical weight. Comfort. And love. They could have had both, could have offered so much to the world—and each other.

Glorianna shook her head. Let them go.

She took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

Ephemera, hear me.

“I cast out the Light from this land that is bound to me. I cast out the Light from my heart. I deny all things that come from the Light. I repel all feelings that come from the Light. They have no place in this landscape. They have no place in this heart. I cast out the Light.”

“Something’s happening,” Lee said as he stared at the outside walls of the school. “The resonance is changing, but…”

Michael watched Lee. Drifted a little closer. Yoshani and Jeb probably wouldn’t act fast enough. Sebastian and Teaser would.

“Guardians and Guides,” Lee gasped. “The landscape is getting darker. It’s getting darker. ”

The Warrior of Light must drink from the Dark Cup, Michael thought, feeling his heart ache as he drifted a little closer to Lee.

“I cast out the Light from this land that is bound to me. I cast out the Light from my heart.”

Ephemera, obey me!

“I can feel her resonance,” Lee said, turning back toward his island. “I think I can still get in, still get her out.”

No, you can’t, Michael thought.

He threw himself on Lee, ramming into Sebastian as he and Lee hit the ground. They rolled, scrabbled, kicked. He’d gotten his arms around Lee and was holding on since he didn’t want this to turn into a vicious brawl, and there was no question that it would turn vicious if Lee managed to shake him off.

Teaser jumped into it and got his legs knocked out from under him, half landing on both of them as they continued to roll and getting elbowed in the head with enough force to take him out of the fight.

Michael kicked out at someone and heard an angry female squeal in response. He’d pay for that kick. He surely would. He couldn’t keep this up much longer. The surprise of the attack had worked in his favor, but all Sebastian needed to do was grab hold long enough to use that wizard magic and the fight would end.

More than the fight would end.

Wild child! he called. Now. Now!

“I cast out the Light from this land that is bound to me. I cast out the Light from my heart.”

Ephemera, obey me! Do this for me and for everyone I love! Now. Now!

Something happening. Strange resonances in the currents. What was she doing to Its landscapes?

The ground thickened until It couldn’t flow through It in Its natural form. So It changed into the middle-aged gentleman and began to run toward the part of the school that now pulsed with potential, possibility, change .

Lee got one arm free, flailed a moment, then reached back and grabbed Michael’s hair, yanking hard enough to tear scalp. Sebastian grabbed at both of them but lost his balance when the ground suddenly crested like a wave beneath his feet. Michael rolled, bringing Lee partway under him, pressing Lee’s left forearm to the ground at the same moment a rib of stone pushed up from the earth—and Sebastian fell on top of them.

Bone snapped. Lee cried out.

“I cast out the Light!” Glorianna shouted. “I cast out the Light! I cast out the Light! ”

A tearing inside her. A pain beyond anything she could have imagined. Dark and Light. Two halves of a whole. One could not exist without the other.

But it could. And it did.

She roared through the landscape that had once been the Landscapers’ School, changing it. Twisting it until the place reflected the resonance that was her. Until it reflected nothing but her sublime cruelty and held nothing but the Dark.