Hunted

Tameka blinked, her world looked as though someone had overfed a sugar plum fairy too much candy, shook her up, and let her vomit color everywhere. There was no rhyme or reason to the gobs of bright color, it just was. It annoyed Tameka. She was used to clean whites, delicate pastels and rustic earth tones. But that was back home.

Tameka brushed her way through the crowded bazar, a sense of urgency pushing her feet a little faster than normal. She was looking for a way out when a puff of steam rose in front of her face, the smell of spices making her mouth water. She hadn’t eaten in three days. Or was it four?

She sidestepped the stall and nearly ran over a pet dragon. It hissed at her and scuttled backwards between its owners legs. A little child with dark skin and electric blue hair bent down and scooped the spooked lizard into their arms. Tameka didn’t stay around to see any further reaction. She was pressed for time and if she didn’t make her flight, she couldn’t save him.

The Jäger stood leaning against a stall and watching the crowd. Tameka’s heart froze - they were hunting her. Luckily her legs kept moving and she slipped behind the Jäger and into another fast moving stream of bodies.

Up ahead she saw her exit, the sun was streaming through the open doorway and Tameka saw the airship.