Chasing Eden
“Eden... I’ll find you.”
They’d told him Eden was impossible. But they couldn’t feel it.
The pull had dragged his shuddering wings and faded mind from the ice floes. The pull had led him over endless wastes of writhing ocean. The pull had left him pinned to the sky for days.
The pull had made him flee his home.
Cliffs loomed out of the clouds. Skewered on them was a town that sprawled from the docks at the feet of the cliffs to the upland above them. His eyes widened, transfixed, as he started to land with a few adjustments of his flight feathers. The market-town was a metropolis compared to the hamlet of tents he was used to living in.
Exhaustion made his wings ache to shift back to arms - Noel could feel the joint twisting in anticipation. It was the longest he’d ever gone without letting them shift back to arms.
The town sped towards him, its unforgiving stone frowning as he approached. He tried to splay his feathers against the wind, his sleek tern’s wings not meant for such moves. In the docks below, heads turned and shouts drifted up. The rushing of the wind snatched away their voices as Noel let his legs swing forward and let his wings shift back as he approached.
The last seconds of his flight became a fall.
He slammed into the stone steps that were carved into the cliffside. His bearskin coat helped to break his fall, as did his hands. He grunted as he pushed himself up and past the stunned people, shoving them into the stone walls on either side as he scrambled up and into the maze-like streets.
Shouts echoed after him. He heard one screech of “damn animal!”
Noel raced through the town, being pushed and buffeted by people with each step. He stumbled back and forth, almost suffocating on the acrid stenches that burned his throat, stepping in things he didn’t want to think about.
After all his staggering, he found himself in a backalley, leaning against a house as he caught his breath and tried to calm himself down.
“You must be the new one.”
Noel spun around, backing up a few paces. Behind him was a boy, taller than him, with strangest hair Noel had ever seen - red. He had freckles, too, and a tag in his ear.
“What?”
“The new one. You’re the one who came crashing in just now? Without a tag or anything?”
“A tag?” Noel frowned, “yeah, okay. I need to go.”
The boy grabbed Noel’s wrist as he made to leave, “you can’t. They’ll catch you.”
“I’m sorry, but I really have places to be...” Noel trailed off, protesting but not fighting physically. According to the rules he’d grown up with, leaving such a situation would be rude.
“Well, then. I’ll teach ya,” the boy beckoned for Noel to follow him deeper into the alleyway, “I’m Elias.”
“Hello, Elias.” Noel said, glancing desperately back the way he’d come, the way Eden was calling him, “I’m Noel.”
“Well, Noel. What kind of animal are you?”
“An Arctic tern.”
Elias cocked his head, “a what?”
“A bird.”
“Oh.” Elias said, “I’m a fox.”
“Okay.” Noel said, “and if that’s it, then -”
“No.” Elias pointed to the tag in his ear. His playfulness had left. “You need a tag. You’re going to be arrested because you came without one.”
“Arrested? What?”
“You’re a shifter. You mean terror for them. They hate us. And once you’re arrested...”
“What then?”
“You’ll be enslaved.”
Noel stared at Elias for a full few seconds, mind whirring.
“C’mon,” Elias said, “it’s not so bad. I can get you out of the city... If that’s what you want.”
“You can? Please.”
“Come with me. I need to make a stop to Luca first.”
Noel followed Elias past endless houses made of cob and stone. The streets changed from dirt to cobble as they got deeper into the city. They rounded one more corner and, huddled in a blanket and curled up against a wall, was a small, sickly-looking boy that Noel assumed must have been Luca. He was blond and pale, with huge dark smudges under his eyes to accent his stare.
Elias sat down behind the boy, letting him lean on his shoulder.
“So, Noel, why are you here?”
“I’m looking for Eden.”
The Luca stirred from Elias’ shoulder, “Eden?”
“Yeah. You’ve know about it?”
“Who hasn’t?” he paused, "every one of us feels and knows."
Noel nodded, “so you both feel it too.”
“Yeah.”
Noel’s eyes shut with exhaustion, his mind hazy. The thought came to him sharply, “you both feel it... How can you feel Eden calling you, and ignore it? What kind of life are you living here? It’s... Disgusting.”
“Hey,” Elias growled, “you can’t come along without a tag and just spout crap like that.”
Noel snarled, “I’ll do whatever I want! I won’t stand for you and him wasting two chances to find Eden. What kind of ignorance is that?”
Elias gave him a partly amused look, the corners of his mouth tilting up, “well. You’re strange, aren’t you?”
Noel clenched his fists. “I don’t care. I just don’t understand how you can’t want to find Eden.”
“Of course we want to find it.”
“Then come with me.” Noel said, “Eden wouldn’t be much fun without friends.”
Elias looked at Luca, who leaned over and whispered something. Noel watched, cracking his knuckles, and Elias nodded.
“Let’s find Eden.”
This was just a kind of prologue-y thing for an idea I'm toying with.
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