Page 74 of Godslayer
A moment later I hear the outer doors closing, as well as the low hum of men conversing.
I shake my head and roll my eyes. “Just play along, Jasina. It’s a game. And your opponent is a god, so… yeah. No rash moves. Plot and plan. It’s what you’re good at.”
I am good at it, so the pep talk works.
But I’m also pregnant and exhausted, so instead of plotting some elaborate way to defeat the god of whatever fucking factory this is, I just flop down on the bed.
I am asleep before my head even hits the pillow.
I dream of spark.
Of places so thick with it, it floats in the air like butterflies. Little bits of magical, blue butterflies. I walk through a city wearing the butterfly dress I made for the First Choosing. When I dazzled the crowd with my display.
I twirl in the middle of this city, standing on the canal itself.
Which isn’t made of water, but cyan-blue stone.
Inside the Little Sister dorm, I look around at all the empty nooks, wondering why there are so many beds when they only choose a hundred girls to come live here.
But, of course, that’s not true, is it?
Tau City, at one time, had thousands of Little Sisters in this dorm. Because the dorm is just another word for factory.
Before our god died, it took the spark from us—just like the God Xi described.
That’s why the dorm is so big.
It takes a lot of spark to run a city.
And then, there I am. In the city.
Not a factory city, but a god’s city.
I lean in, squinting my eyes, trying to see the sign. It is Tau City.
My twin city.
The canal is dark and ugly.
The spires are tall and pointed.
The people are pale and busy.
It’s not a place for Spark Maidens.
But I’m not a Spark Maiden.
So it is a place for me.
I wakeupfeeling hot and feverish. Sweating under all my clothes. But as soon as I open my eyes, I see why.
My whole body is glowing blue with spark.
It is pouring out of me like water through a sieve.
Power.
That’s what this glow is.
