Davina Lee

Lina and Arabel are just a couple of gals on the lower rungs of society's ladder. Born into a culture with rigid caste system, all they want to do is find the next good party. Never in their wildest dreams would they suspect the survival of their island colony might rest on their shoulders. But things come to a head when the ever seething rebellion pushes the two women into the spotlight and into danger's path.<br><br>With their own colony no longer safe, these best friends find themselves on the run, fleeing with only the clothes on their backs. Their journey into the unknown leads them to discover strange new lands, never before visited, some with even stranger inhabitants than their own. Will these newfound acquaintances prove to be friend or foe, or simply another temptation from the path?<br><br>Follow Lina and Arabel on a hero's adventure of epic proportions at the far distant edge of humanity's future. Sailing over the clouds, risking everything to do what is right for their people and their colony.

Dance Until the World Ends

“For soup? How exactly does that work in a dream?”


“The soup is symbolic, my child.” The old woman was helping Lina into a sitting position. “It is knowledge you seek. Drink, and you shall have it.”


“Lina? Honey?” Arabel’s voice sounded distance, tiny.


Lina cautiously opened her eyes, first one, then the other. Gone was the woman, the Great Tree, the roiling clouds. In their place was Arabel’s face, framed in moonlight. Lina reached out and touched her cheek. “Arabel,” she whispered. “I think we’re dead.”


“We’re on a cloud skimmer and it’s nighttime. How is that even possible? And, I just had a long and rather interesting conversation with the Great Tree.”


“Is that so?” Arabel asked. “You okay to sit up?”


“Come and look at this,” Arabel said, and helped Lina move out from under the shelter of the cloud skimmer’s cover and into the cool night air.


Chapter 30