Book of Dreams

Read Online Book of Dreams by Traci Harding - Free Book Online Page B

Book: Book of Dreams by Traci Harding Read Free Book Online
Authors: Traci Harding
Ads: Link
wanted this job.’ Zoe pulled away from her uncle.
    ‘I had to know for sure if you were interested in the business,’ Nivok explained. ‘After all, your parents have left you two-thirds of it and I don’t want you to sell unless you’re sure —’
    ‘Nothing you could say or do is going to keep me in this place.’ Zoe walked over to the lounge to retrieve her handbag. ‘I’ve got my own plans.’
    As Zoe stormed from the office, Nivok smiled broadly.
     
     
    The feeling returned to his limbs and the heavy, buried sensation lifted, but Kyle felt as if he’d been battered to a pulp, emotionally. Guilt, confusion, distress and many questions warred in his mind, not the least of which was: What’s next?
    Please … I don’t think I can take any more. His body was still being supported in the water by the nymphs and when he felt his chin being raised, Kyle opened his eyes.
    A milky-white-skinned beauty with long black hair, streaked with white, and deep brown eyes, was confronting him and she had the largest breasts Kyle had ever seen.
    Aware of his exhaustion, the whale nymph brought Kyle’s head to rest on her bosom and gently stroked his hair as she lulled him into a false sense of security.
    The next thing Kyle knew, she had rolled on top of him and proceeded to plough through the water with him. He felt like the attacker and the attacked, the victim and the hero, the wise man and the fool.
    Night had fallen since his last visit, but Kyle was back in Nivok’s office.
    Does my entire life revolve around this room? he protested, praying he hadn’t gotten Zoe into any more trouble.
    But it was Matt and not Zoe who greeted him this time.
    Where have you been? In his mind, Kyle heard Matt’s voice, but the presence of Matt he was viewing did not speak.
    He was standing in the doorway of Nivok’s office, raising a camera to his shoulder.
    What are you up to now? Kyle turned to see what Matt was filming, but the room was filled with smoke; water began teeming from the ceiling, and Kyle could not see if anyone else was present.
    Then his perception shifted into slow motion. A bullet shot forth out of the haze and water. It flew past Kyle to hit Matt in the stomach, sending him hurtling to the ground.
     
     
    ‘ No! ’ Kyle yelled into the ensuing darkness, his heart thumping ten to the dozen in his chest.
    ‘Kyle, you’re back,’ Kyron spoke to make his charge aware of his surroundings. ‘Are you all right?’
    When Kyle saw that he was standing on the surface of the pool, he moved to the sand; he didn’t want to risk falling victim to the Pool of Truths again. ‘Physically, I’m fine. Emotionally …’ Kyle glanced at Blue, ‘I don’t think I’m doing so well.’ He did feel calmer now that he’d been released by the water nymphs, but, rattled by all that they had revealed to him, Kyle took a seat on the sand to collect his thoughts.
    Kyron, and Zoe’s astral form, were very concerned for him, but it was Blue who spoke first. ‘So … what did you make of your dreaming, young warrior?’
    ‘That was more than a dream,’ Kyle insisted.
    ‘And what are dreams but subconscious realities?’ Blue posed.
    It had been a very long time since Kyle had had to deal with that mysterious, buried side of his personality that felt and questioned and wondered. He barely knew where to begin with his dream analysis. ‘You spoke of my people earlier.’ He looked at his big, furry guardian. ‘Are they Indigenous Australians?’
    Kyron nodded, unsure of how Kyle would react to the news.
    This explained a lot and Kyle bowed his head to shed a tear, for he knew he had glimpsed his parents in the dream of the dolphin nymph. ‘I have a whole extended family in far north Queensland somewhere?’ He tried to breathe through all the mixed feelings, each fighting for precedence. ‘Is my father still alive?’
    ‘Yes,’ replied Blue surely.
    ‘Then why has he never come for me?’ Kyle’s tears were flowing freely

Similar Books

World Light

Halldór Laxness

Millionaire Teacher

Andrew Hallam

The Aeneid

Robert Fagles Virgil, Bernard Knox