TITLE: THE CRYSTAL BOOK
GENRE: MG Fantasy
Solan threw a smooth stone into the ocean and watched it skip three times before it disappeared into the blue waters. The sun beat down on him, but he'd rather sit on the docks than go home and listen to his tutor, Gregor, drone on about history. The present was much more fun. It was a beautiful day in Shona, the capital city of Atlantis, and there was nowhere he'd rather not be than stuck inside.
Fishers swam through the coral and kelp under the docks, their silver suits gleaming. Every time Solan splashed his feet their images swirled. He wanted to learn how to swim, but Father said it wasn't fitting for any son of his. Only the lower classes worked under the waves. Solan sighed and skipped another rock, but his aim was off and it sank quickly.
A commotion at the far end of the pier drew Solan's attention. A small group of strangers walked up the coral stairway the fishers used to reach the docks, dragging a small watercraft behind them. The women's red hair and yellow eyes caused the shouts. People like that didn't live in Atlantis. Outsiders weren't allowed in anymore, or at least that's what Gregor told him. Solan hid behind an outcropping of rocks. If the guards came down to the docks, they might catch him, too. Father would be furious.
When the Palace guards arrived moments later, the red-haired women scattered as the men shot crystal fire into their midst.