The Wishing Map 135

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The Wishing Map

Epilogue: The Unknown (Continued)

Previously: Rested but wary of what was to come, Gina, Zack, and their friend B’frona turned to face the future. This is the final episode of The Wishing Map.

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“I will make it better! I swear by Uol!” Zack shouted out the window, across the River Rennou, over the tops of the mighty irontrees.

As if in response, rain began to fall, anointing him. His memory snapped back to a moment after their first return from Ismara. He’d climbed out his bedroom window to his thinking place… A late summer storm had begun to pummel his face. And then the impossible had happened: a two mile-long swath of subatomic particles ripped open the cerulean sky, traveling 60,000 miles per hour and blazing at 50,000 degrees like a slice of the sun. It was accompanied by a supersonic shock that rattled the heavens! It happened again and again, and yet it was only one of sixteen million electrical storms in the world that year, a typical year for… “Dunder and lyning!” His face beamed and his hair turned to wet thatch as his eyes blinked away the rain. Then he sat down on the wet shingles and said, “Good old roof. Good old house. Good old Middleton.”

“Does it help with the pain?”

“Huh?” Zack turned to find Gina standing beside him at the window.

“The rain. I don’t know why getting rained on would help, but anything’s worth a try. I hurt all over.”

“Yeah.”

She leaned into him. He winced. “There’s something I’m supposed to tell you.”

“?”

She paused to make sure she had it right: “‘The purpose of your life didn’t begin with you, and it won’t end with you.’”

Zack could hear Rhema speaking the words. He smiled, not because he knew what it meant, but because he trusted her.

Gina pulled the Revealer out of her pocket. “So, now we have to take this little bugger to Zshinia. Do you think we’ll ever get home?”

“I hope so.”

“Me too, because there’s magic in our world too.”

“I know.”

“But before we do, we might have to fight more monsters.”

“Well, ‘it’s always best to face monsters in the company of others.’”

“You just figure that out?” Zack grinned crookedly.

B’frona emerged from the narrow stairway and joined them at the window. He watched the downpour for a while. “The cloud shepherds are pushing out the last of the rain. Tomorrow they will begin making snow.”

“When do we leave for Zshinia?” asked Gina.

“Tomorrow.” He put one hand on Zack’s shoulder and silently took Gina’s with his other, as the three stood staring out at the cloud-shadowed outlines of the distant mountains.

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Thoughts: It is always best to face monsters in the company of others

In fabula nunquam desinens.

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Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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5 Responses to The Wishing Map 135

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  3. smzang says:

    At times I thought the telling to be unnecessarily grotesque,
    but then I realized evil is not pretty, nor is it sensitive. To have
    told the story any other way would have diminished its effectiveness.
    I began to read the tale for entertainment, then thought to learn more
    about the author by reading on and ended by learning more about
    myself. What an immense undertaking this project must have been, and
    what an immensely successful one. A book length parable with lessons
    to teach, and teach it does.

    Liked by 1 person

    • mitchteemley says:

      Sarah,

      I’m so honored you took the time to read all the way through. Yes, I chose to be graphic in order to show evil, including that which lives in us, for what it is. Few have noticed the allegorical and psychological/coming-of-age elements in the story to the extent you have (a sort of Narnia meets Harry Potter approach). I appreciate your keen mind and sensitive soul. It’s been a pleasure getting to know you this past year. The Wishing Map is the first of four planned books, but I haven’t found the time to write the others yet.

      Blessings till it hurts,
      Mitch

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