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Click here"I what...?"
"You copied Locs telepathic skill into yourself. In this conversation, I have spoken in three different languages. Have you had any trouble understanding anything I have spoken?"
He could not answer in words... he just shook his head.
"Right... and you wonder what scared Loc. To think if you had done that while I was in the room, you might have grown wings and started spitting fire. Happy Birthday, Zerret, your life is just beginning. Tomorrow is a new day."
The icy shock of her logic held him for a short time. Then looking over at her only one unanswered question rang in his head. "Uncle, how long will I live?"
She should have been worried about wings and spitting FROST breath all around
When I finished reading this, my brain hurt, but I kept on reading and got up to chapter 4 (the furthest chapter posted at this point.) NOW I really appreciate the prologue. It leaves the reader stymied by its weirdness, and by doing that, it reflects the weirdness Zerret feels after coming into existence. It's like all the pieces are there, floating around, but they haven't formed into a clear picture.
As I continued to read, my brain felt better and less puzzled. Things feel clearer, and whenever you can make a reader feel intensely like that, you know you're onto something. Well done!
A fair amount of this introduction was exceedingly confusing.
I got through it, but remember: we aren't in your head. You have to show and explain everything so that we can see and know what you do.
It got clearer towards the end, but still...