#ThursThreads – Need to know

#ThursThreads – Need to know

Prompt: “I suppose what you need to know”


“Your family has a way of finding trouble, doesn’t it?” Pan has the decency to not sound too amused, but her fascination is harder to hide. She shifts her weight from foot to foot, crossing her arms as her eyes drift from where the wraith was to where I now lie on the ground, trying to catch my breath.

“Unfortunately.” I close my eyes, wishing she didn’t have to come to my rescue, but grateful I’m not dead. Not yet, anyway. “How do you always find me?”

“You say that like you’ve made any effort to lay low.” Pan walks over, looking down at me. “Unlike your brother.”

At the mention of Adwin, she looks away and I scramble to my feet.

“Have you seen him?”

“No…” She sighs. “But I do know what he’s up to. I specifically told you to keep him from seeking Lexia out.” Pan scolds me like I’m an unruly child. Like I’m the one breaking the rules.

“I tried.” I brush the dirt off. “Short of killing him there was nothing I could do.” When I look at her, apprehension clouds her eyes. She’s afraid. What could a Reaper have to fear? “You said it was impossible anyway.”

She doesn’t respond.

“Right?”

“I suppose…what you need to know…” She struggles to form a complete thought. “It’s not that impossible.” Pan runs a hand through her hair, frustrated.

“What does that even mean?”

“That we need to find your brother and make him stop.”


I’m trying a disjointed approach this NaNoWriMo and it’s weird. But hopping around the story is helping me get the words out, so whatever works, right?

Be sure to check out the rest of the responses at the prompt.

As always, think happy thoughts 🙂

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