Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #16 July 2015 | Page 16

Draticornix Idraya small hallway, she froze in surprise—the inside layout was simpler than the ornate façade had led her to believe. Lilith walked into a huge room with a hundred armed celestials and daemons all scattered, leaning or sitting on the tables in very informal positions. The females, all humans from what she could tell, looked like small satellites orbiting them. Chapter 1 Her eyes narrowed as she gazed around to give herself time to keep her composure. Thankfully, the men were going back and forth to the bar or were occupying themselves with the women. As for the women, they were solely interested in the men. Djenny Floro *** On this Monday, the 13th of Winter 1301, Orion era, cold, blue snow was piling up as the wind picked up speed. It didn’t matter to Lilith who was going down Viroqua Street, heading toward its tallest building. She passed by a few people deeply bundled up in their coats, looking at her curiously. Yet, it was only the noise of the fluttering banners attached firmly on each side of her destination’s entry door that led her to leave her thoughts. The Draticornix guildhall’s carved wooden door was framed in Redin stone. As expected from the wealthiest mercenaries of the country, she thought, impressed. Even nobles can’t afford Redin. There were esperites inlaid in the vermilion door frame with runes circling these small magical gemstones to ward off whoever was not wearing the guild’s symbol. It was currently deactivated as the hall was open to public. “It’s here,” she said, a puff of warm breath leaving her mouth. Passing through the entry, Lilith felt the incredible magical pressure. She checked to make sure she hadn’t been seen and was silent, taking a deep, long breath to compose herself. Once through this He was here to have a drink while engaging in polite conversation for a change. Sirius scanned the room to see if a woman was standing out that he might be interested in approaching for a night. But all that was offered to his senses were boring, one-pattern dressings and overly perfumed women. Worse off, some had voices that felt utterly inharmonious to his extremely sensitive ears. Then Sirius noticed someone who, indeed, completely stood out. Her face was completely painted in pinks, greens, and whites, and a big fluffy crimson hat featuring a monster’s face was covering her head entirely. Her bangs were long, covering her eyes, which gave off a comically messy impression. Over her corset, she wore a short tulle tutu and crimson shorts, and finished her outfit with short black boots. A faint smell, very discreet and most agreeable, emanated from her. She felt like a fresh set of sensations to his bored senses. He abandoned his search of the women to focus on her. A magician, eh? thought Sirius. And one whose magic is already strong enough to infuse her aura at her age? 16 *** Her little adventure took Lilith closer to the