The Eye of Elicion: The Kinowenn Chronicles Vol 1 Read Free

school. She supposed they weren’t. Lucy had lived in dorms at college and even though she had missed having a dog there, the idea of the packed dorm also having a variety of dogs and cats running around was not a pleasant one. That was assuming all the dogs and cats managed to get along. Tensions among roommates could be high enough without throwing in the possibility of one person’s pet attacking or eating the others. Lucy even managed to involve her parents in a rip-roaring game of Trivial Pursuit, but still the seconds crept by.
    When it was finally time to go to bed, Lucy found she could not sleep. This was ridiculous. She was going to meet the head of a Wizard school, or whoever this Eric person was, with bags under her eyes. Then, as he explained things to her she would be trying not to yawn. This was not the impression Lucy was hoping to make. She tried harder to fall asleep. Of course, everyone knows that when you try harder to fall asleep, it becomes almost impossible to do. Lucy tossed and turned until almost 4:00 am finally falling into a fitful sleep full of confusing dreams.
    Lucy opened her eyes the next morning and yawned. She felt groggy and slightly confused. She knew she was supposed to be awake for something today, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what that was. She looked at the clock. 11:00 am. Then she sat bolt upright in bed remembering. That Eric person would be here in an hour. She jumped out of bed and ran to the shower. She may be tired, but she would at least be clean before embarking on this journey.

Chapter 3
    Lucy sat on her bed. She was showered, dressed in jeans and a green sweatshirt, her reddish brown hair French-braided, and she was ready for anything. Well, maybe not anything, but as ready as she could be under the circumstances. Lucy started to watch the clock on her bedside table. 11:57, and Lucy wondered if Eric would be on time. 11:58, and butterflies began to fly around in her stomach. 11:59, what if this was all a joke? At 12:00 precisely, there was a knock on Lucy’s closet door. Lucy frowned. How could there possibly be anyone in her closet? She stood up, walked across her room, and opened the closet door. Out stepped Eric.
    “Eric?” asked Lucy.
    He nodded.
    “Lucy?” asked Eric.
    She nodded.
    “Pleasure to meet you,” they both said at once and laughed as they shook hands.
    Lucy took a minute to study Eric. He was tall, but then Lucy was only about 5’3” herself, so many people seemed tall to her. Eric was slender and if Lucy was not mistaken, he was also an Elf or part Elf. He had long black hair, tied in the back, pointed ears, piercing blue eyes, delicate features, and eyebrows that lanced upward on his head. Despite seeming somewhat aloof, he also seemed kind. Lucy decided to trust him, perhaps an odd thing to decide about someone who stepped out of your closet.
    “I am in charge of admissions at the school. If you would follow me, I will explain everything, or at least, some things.” Eric said nonchalantly and motioned to the door.
    “In my closet?”
    “Through this doorway,” affirmed Eric
    “I hope you don’t mind the question, but how are we to fit into my closet with all my clothes?” wondered Lucy confused, but trying to be accepting at the same time.
    Eric smiled. “First lesson then. Doorways lead to places. They are merely a device. They do not determine the destination. You believe that is your closet because it has always been your closet, and it is your closet because you believe it is your closet. Any doorway can lead to any place. You decide what’s on the other side of a doorway each time you open a door and walk through it.”
    Lucy nodded, more to show she was listening than actually understanding. It made sense and yet it didn’t. Eric made it sound much more simple than it probably was in practice.
    “That door there,” Eric pointed to her bedroom door, “Where does it lead?”
    “Normally I would say the