The Sky Drifter
by Paris
Singer
Release Date: August 27th 2015
Summary from Goodreads:
Wandering in the vastness of space, is the Sky Drifter; an academy reserved for the best students in the known universe. Seven is just such a student. Gifted in strategy and Sphere, he lives happily on-board with his friends Iris and Pi, taking on his rival, visiting planets for exploration and competition. Everything is the way he likes it, until he sees a mysterious girl in a red coat, who will reveal to him a secret that will bring everything he thought he knew crashing down around him.
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Excerpt:
CHAPTER ONE
SHE
GRABBED SEVEN’S hand and pulled him hard in her
direction. “This way!” she exclaimed
to both of them as the persistent shrill of the alarm sounded about the dark
steel corridors.
Seven’s
mind was still spinning. He disbelievingly looked back at his double to make
sure he was still there. How far away the academy now seemed.
The
mysterious bright yellow-skinned girl who held his hand had opened his eyes to
a world that seemed too cruel to be real. Yet there he was, and there she was,
her long, dark green hair swaying behind her. Part of him still clung to the
hope it was all nothing more than a dream. That any second now he would awake
to the sound of Pi or Iris banging on the door t o his dormitory room, urging
him to wake up lest they be late for class. Yet, the feel of her warm hand, the
clanging of his boots on the cold metal underfoot, the stifling thin air he
breathed, the sting of the cuts on his body and face, all felt real. A reality
the likes of which he had never tasted before. This was the reality he had
always been denied. A reality they had kept from him. A reality that wanted him
dead.
The
urgency of the situation still eluded him, for he had yet to see any attackers,
and had only her word to cling to. The fact was, this new existence began and
ended with her words, convincing as they were. His other self really was
running behind him, and the mysterious girl’s desperation to escape seemed
genuine. He trusted her, or wanted to. She could just as easily have left him
there at the academy, and he would have been none the wiser, but she hadn’t.
She had freed him. The truth had to be better than the perpetual lie he had
inhabited.
They ran,
weaving through flickering corridors, snaking past oily archways and doors. All
of a sudden, any doubts he had vanished in a cry that sounded behind him. He
turned as they stopped running to see his other self jerking violently,
electric blue forks of light enveloping him. The horror of what Seven witnessed
rocked him to his very core.
“We have
to keep going!” shouted the mysterious girl, pulling at his arm once more. “Come on!”
Breath
catching in his throat, Seven locked gazes with his duplicate, whose eyes shone
as tears rolled down his cheeks, just before his body crashed limply to the
ground beneath.
“Come on!” Like a rising echo, the
mysterious girl’s voice shattered the veil that fogged his devastated mind, and
he ran with her faster than he had before.
Seven
now ran slightly ahead of the girl as she directed him toward a large doorway
ahead. Upon crossing its threshold, he stopped, awed by the enormity of what
was before him. He found himself standing on a long, narrow metallic bridge.
Surrounding him was a tremendous, cylindrical area that extended up and down
into pitch darkness as far as the eye could see. At the other end stood another
doorway.
As he
made to dash toward it, the bridge retracted into the dusty stone wall on the
other side. Seven turned with haste, to make certain the mysterious,
green-haired girl was behind him, ready to jump. Emerging from the depths
beyond the doorway, she dragged herself to its threshold, clinging to her
deeply slashed leg, dark blue blood gushing as she held it.
Panic
coursed through Seven’s body. She looked at him, defeat and regret saturating
her eyes. He was not going to lose her. She had released him from his prison.
She had been his guide and saviour. She was his world.
“Jump!” he shouted,
stretching out his hand, imploring her to take it.
He looked
into her eyes, his mind ablaze with words he wanted to tell her. The girl whose
name he didn’t even know had saved his life, had revealed the reasons and
secrets behind his very existence, and he knew nothing about her. And now time
was running out.
About the Author:
Paris Singer was born in Brussels, Belgium. He
has lived in the U.K. and in various places in Spain, where he currently
resides. At university, he studied English law and Spanish law. He didn't like
it. He then studied translation and didn't like it, either. Currently, he is an
English teacher in the south of Spain. He has far too many interests, he's
told, a few of which being sports, playing his old guitar, learning Japanese,
painting, reading and cooking. Not a day goes by, however, where he doesn't write
something, be it under a palm tree or on a bench at a bus stop somewhere.
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