The September of Dark TormentOrs

The monorail buzzes over the track, humming as delicately and powerfully as beating a bird's heart. I briefly close my eyes - too short even for a security camera to record it and release The Aluminum Handrail. Secretly, I wonder if dot is the same feeling as flying

Weightless. Breathless. Free.

"Ana?"

From the other side of the aisle, a little girl stares at me. I'll make a reverence soon.

"Hello. What's your name?"

The girl laughs two perfectly rows of teeth exposed.

"Clara!"

Clara

My head fills up with music right away.

Tsjaikovski

A holographic interface appears before my eyes

A little girl in pink ballet shoes. Dolls waking up in the light of The Moon. An angry mouse king. And the handsome prince who will have to save them.

A red light flashes in my field of view. I smile. In The Monorail, I have a strong signal.

"What a beautiful name,"

I say to the girl.

"It reminds me of my favorite ballet story."

As we soar through The Sky, I invite her to stand next to me. About three hundred meters below us, behind The windows of unbreakably smooth, the kingdom flashes in a haze of colors and sounds for me. We soar over tropical treetops, lush savannahs, prehistoric prairies, crystal blue seamer mingunes, alien stars and moons. After a slight bend, the castle with its silver spire looms in far, like knives cutting through clouds

"The Princess Palace"

Whispers Clara.

"Is the castle really magical?"

"Close your eyes and make a wish. I bet it's coming true!"

Clara concentrates on her wish for a moment and then wraps her arms around my waist. There are many things in the kingdom that I hate, though I will never say so out loud. The long hours. The relentless heat. The strange emptiness I feel every night when the gates close and our guests return to the world beyond. But this, the contact with the people, makes those other things seem important.

"Come on, honey, that's enough. Time to go."

Clara's mother gently pulls her daughter's arms off my waist. I notice that she has been keeping me in the hat as alert as the behavioralists are the dangerous hybrids in the park.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***