Fiction: The Secrets of Saltlake

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It’s been a really long time since I have written any fiction. On Olivia’s birthday in March, I wrote and published my first ever poem on the blog. But before that, I think the last piece of fiction I wrote was the second part of The World Behind The Eyes. I loved that story.

As you will be able to tell, I have been reading a lot of teen supernatural fiction. It’s my weakness! I just love being taken into a world where literally anything is possible. Usually, I don’t reference specific places or countries but I have in this one. So if any Americans are reading and I got anything wrong I apologise and please feel free to correct me in the comments!

The Secrets of Saltlake.

The magic swirled around her head. The dust cloud emitting a vivid purple as it streaked across the skies above her head. Ariel winced as the lightning split into two at its core, striking the earth where she had been standing just seconds ago. Jonny tugged at her sleeve as he tried to remove her from the centre of the storm. She knew he had been having a bad feeling about this all day yet for reasons she didn’t tell him he couldn’t keep Ariel away.

From the moment he knocked on her front door this morning a feeling of dread set up home in his stomach and had dogged him ever since. Despite trying to distract her all day, it seemed all roads led to this point for Ariel. Yet he was convinced she had no idea what was going on. Her hazel eyes glazed over as white sparks held her attention. It seemed as if they were calling out to her and her alone. She stood rooted to the spot, flip flops immersed in the sand that had spent the past few hours buried under their picnic blanket.

He could feel his grip on her black leather jacket loosening and in that split second, he knew she was about to be pulled from him. He dug his fingers in a little harder as the winds whipped around them. Trapping them and encompassing them in a what looked like some sort of circle. Herded like cattle atop of their favourite sand dune at Saltlake beach. Named thanks to the oddly white appearance of the sand in this area. Its official name of the river was The Dewey River but locals called it Saltlake River. “Anyone coming to Saltlake today?” their friends would ask. Yet no one knew why the sand resembled salt. Folklore and town legends proclaim it was down to a lightning strike so fierce it scared the town and all it’s land so much the sand turned white out of fear.

Of course, no one over the age of 8 believed it.

But it was a great story to tell the out of towners that came to the fishing village each summer for the annual Saltlake festival. Well, for that and the fact you could get the best salted caramel ice cream for miles down at Maisie’s Dairy 2 blocks away on the corner of Abbey and Weston.

Right now all of that was irrelevant as Jonny fought to hold onto Ariel who, despite Jonny’s best attempts to get her attention, was still oblivious to what was going and still rooted to the spot eyes trained on the forked lightning bouncing off the sand mere feet away from her newly painted lilac toenails.

He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on for. As the star quarterback on the school football team, he was used to not letting go until the pass was right but this wasn’t right. If he had to make a run down the field with Ariel he would but he wasn’t letting go. Ever.

Then suddenly, just as quick as it came, the purple streaks dimmed to black, then grey, then fizzled out of the sky leaving nothing but blue skies. Not even a cloud, or an inkling that seconds before it had erupted into a colour most unnatural overhead.

Ariel turned her head to look at Jonny. “Hey, so are we going for ice cream or what? I think Emma is meeting us there too with Brianne” Jonny held her gaze. Lost for words. Did she know what just happened? Is she so petrified she is suppressing what they had both just seen? Were just trapped in? His brain lost the ability to form words and he stood there slack-jawed staring at her porcelain features, looking for something, anything that acknowledged what he had just fought to save her from. But all he saw was confusion as she furrowed her brow looking back at him like he was the one acting oddly.

Was he? Did he just imagine the sky illuminating as if it was trying to unleash something, something not of this world? He shook his head and snapped back to focus on Ariel. And he saw it. Fleetingly but something was there. In her eyes. The hazel making way for a bright purple spark as she turned her head away from him.

Ariel knew she mustn’t let him know.

The guilt tore through her as he looked at her confused. His blue eyes searching hers, pleading for any indication she knew what the hell just happened. What she did know was that the sky tried to take her as it’s own once more, to reclaim what was rightfully theirs. But she wasn’t ready to go back. She had stilled her mind and fought back against the power. Then she pushed the cloud that had come to take her home far away from Earth. Back to its own time and place to leave her be once more. But this time she knew. The clock was ticking and it wasn’t in her favour.

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  1. I have a teenage daughter who might love this as well. I will recommend your blog to her as she loved reading. Your a good writer. #KCACOLS

  2. Brilliant Tracey! Suspense and getting lost in the words was what I experienced. Are we publishing then Miss? #kcacols

  3. I really wish I had more time to sit and write more poetry and fiction. Ive posted one poem on my blog a year and a half ago and its one of my most popular posts but finding the peace and quiet with a toddler around is hard! I dont even have time to read books these days lol x #kcacols

  4. I really wish I had the time to practice writing fiction, I would love to be able to write like this. Amazing!! xx #BlogCrush

  5. I just escaped into Ariel’s world there for 5 minutes – gripping and I am desperate to know what happens next. #kcacols

  6. I really wish I had the imagination to write like this. Brilliant work, keep it up x
    #KCACOLS

  7. This is certainly a break from my usual reading. It makes you want to read on to see whether she lets him in to her secret. #KCACOLS

  8. What a brilliant read! I really wish I could write like this. I think I’m going to start working on my imagination x
    #KCACOLS

  9. Great read! I love those kids of books too and reading and writing is definitely a passion of mine 🙂 #KCACOLS

  10. Absolutely brilliant read – it is great to see you back at your best. The beginning was mesmerising and really drew you in. I hope to read more! Thanks for linking to Prose for Thought x

  11. I love reading and writing fiction. I donlt have much time for it these days, but my blog does allow for a good deal of creativity to be unleashed. Best of luck to you on this journey. #KCACOLS

  12. Wonderful. I really need to get back into fiction. I wrote my first kids story with my wife recently and want to write another. #kcacols

  13. Its great!! I love the way you write and I think that the story is so teasing that you are just desperate for some more. Well done! I love it:)
    Mainy
    #KCACOLS

  14. This is one of my favourite genres, love this 🙂 Hope you’re planning to write some more! #prose4t

  15. So wonderfully creative. You should definitely write fiction more often. Really enjoyed this! #KCACOLS

  16. That was brilliant! And so exciting that you are venturing into fiction, I wish I had the creativity to write what I don’t know too! #kcacols

  17. OOh…what happens next??! This is great! I have longed to write a book and have been thinking about starting writing some fiction on my blog…you might have just inspired me! #KCACOLS

  18. very good! I’ve been thinking about starting a second blog for fiction writing, I’m just not sure I have the time. Whenever I read something like this, it add to that itch! #KCACOLS

  19. Nothing wrong with a teen voice 🙂 Young adult fiction is underrated! Are yo planning to write more of this (turn into a novella maybe?) #kcacols

  20. OH….MY……GOSH!!! I need more! Please tell me there is more? This is incredible and exactly how they teach you to write fiction. You literally give us a glimpse into the characters, their lifestyles, their personalities, all in such a short first chapter. And its gripping. It’s descriptive. I can literally visualise it. If you can turn this into a full book and pitch it to a film company, I guarantee it would be snapped up. I love it!
    Please write more 🙂

    #KCACOLS

  21. I just love your writing style, thanks for linking it up with Read With Me, I look forward to reading more!

  22. Teen fantasy fiction isn’t normally my cup of tea but you had me hooked! I really like you style of writing #KCACOLS

  23. This is fun! I hope you will write some more of this story! Your fiction writing always inspires to revisit my own efforts. I love a bit of teen supernatural fiction too. #kcacols

  24. I love teen supernatural stories, too, haha. I haven’t really tried my hand at writing fiction, but I would like to try someday. I enjoyed reading this 🙂 #KCACOLS

  25. you’re a natural! I haven’t really read any teen fiction for a while but I’m loving anything historical that takes me away! #KCACOLS

  26. Beautifully written! Writing fiction is something I’d love to do one day #kcacols

  27. Wow, I love this. It’s gripping stuff, I honestly think this would be a the perfect read…#kcacols

  28. Just wow! That sent shivers down my spine. Gripping plot and excellent detail. This has the potential to become a novel, I think. #prose4T