Lexi sat tucked into the covers of the bed late night reading. She turned a page and let her fingers danced across the smooth pages. As the pages pulled her into their intricate plots, her eyes fell closed and her mind began to play.
As she flew through the pages, words spun around her and hurtled her closer to a dark blackness. She cringed as the darkness swirled around her. Words attacked her as she dove for the dark cloud. As soon as her hand touched the cloud, the words disappeared. Instead a world formed around her like a video game. She immediately recognized the landscape. Standing above the Earth, miles above, Lexi stood on Mount Olympus. She reached down and picked up a sliver of cloud and held it in her hand. Its soft frame bounced and squirmed. Finally, it jumped to her shoulder, running through her dark brown hair. She smiled as it rejoined the group at her feet and bounced around.
The world below her was full of towering building and skyscrapers, reaching up to slice open the sky. Maybe they could steal a star if they reached high enough. But Lexi’s whole world sat below her. She took a breath, realizing she hadn’t been breathing and turned to explore. Many houses crowded along the streets on the clouds. Minor Gods. But Lexi’s wandering mind wasn’t for them. It was for the big guys. As if they knew the way, Lexi’s feet walked in a way almost mapped out in the shimmering street. Suddenly, standing in front of her was a palace. White marbled columns reached up higher than she could see. An arch inspired by the ancient Greeks led way into an entrance. Without pause, Lexi walked through the door.
In front of her lay a grand table, with a green cloth laying along the middle of it. Chalices sat in front of each seat. Gold with red liquid inside. Silver plates sat alongside the chalices. The best for the rich. Lexi thought. But her feet continued walking as they had not reached their final destination. Her eyes marveled at the grand site before he eyes in the next room.
Twelve gorgeous thrones lay around the room with their respective decorations and carvings. As she walked through the rooms, her jaw dropped. She sat in the one decorated with lightning and thunder. Lexi could feel a hum through the chair. Its power rose through her. She closed her eyes, feeling the electricity rush through her.
“Mortal!” a deep voice boomed.
Lexi’s eyes snapped open in time for Zeus, the Greek god of thunder, to storm toward her, literally. Thunder filled the room while fear filled her. The other gods and goddesses stood in the entrance, curious but staying away.
“I-uh-I,” she didn’t have time to finish.
Zeus grabbed the back of her shirt like a dog grabs its puppies by the scruff of their neck. She kicked trying to break free, but his massive hands held her with an iron grip. Storms surrounded her, and she couldn’t see. Suddenly, she was outside. At the edge of the cloud where she had once played, she was now being dangled over the edge.
Zeus’ face stared at her and she felt electricity leaving her.
And then, she was falling. Right off the world. Looking above her, she saw Zeus’ out-stretched hand and Mount Olympus growing further and further away. As she spun through the air, she realized she was going to hit the ground at some point. The thought raced through her like a racecar. Fear shook her body as the New York streets grew closer. When she opened her mouth to scream, no sound came out. Her stomach flew up into her throat as she could see individual people staring at her. Finally as her scream came out, second before the ground, she felt the impact. But different than she expected.
She flew up in bed. Eyes wide open searching the dark room to figure out where she was. Breathing deep, she saw her book on the Greek Gods next to her, open to Zeus’ chapter. She chuckled and closed the book sliding it onto her night stand and laying back down. She closed her eyes not noticing the faint glow on the book on her nightstand as she fell asleep.