Bryn Morrow
“The sun was down, and the warm breeze felt good on his skin. Celeste was approaching along the sidewalk, moving south from Rock and Bowl toward Lake Drive. He walked to the edge of the roof and dropped lightly into the front yard, absorbing the impact with his knees. “Celeste.”
She turned and saw him. He straightened. Her expression of surprise changed to a smile. “You remind me of someone I saw in a dream one time.” Celeste leaned closer and looked up at Bryn’s face.
“One time?” Bryn smiled wa...rmly. “Didn’t I see you on fire, standing on Trium Rock yesterday?”
“Yes. And no. I wasn’t actually burning. It was the polymer.”
“Polymer?”
“A coating. On my skin.”
“Hmm.” “You’re really beautiful,” said Bryn. “Dark skin, white hair, and pale green eyes the color of mint ice cream.”
“Thanks. And you’re rather buff yourself. What are you, anyway?”
“I call myself a ‘latent’. It’s difficult to explain. Took me over a hundred years to puzzle it out myself.”MoreLess
She turned and saw him. He straightened. Her expression of surprise changed to a smile. “You remind me of someone I saw in a dream one time.” Celeste leaned closer and looked up at Bryn’s face.
“One time?” Bryn smiled wa...rmly. “Didn’t I see you on fire, standing on Trium Rock yesterday?”
“Yes. And no. I wasn’t actually burning. It was the polymer.”
“Polymer?”
“A coating. On my skin.”
“Hmm.” “You’re really beautiful,” said Bryn. “Dark skin, white hair, and pale green eyes the color of mint ice cream.”
“Thanks. And you’re rather buff yourself. What are you, anyway?”
“I call myself a ‘latent’. It’s difficult to explain. Took me over a hundred years to puzzle it out myself.”MoreLess
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