TITLE: A Time of Magic
GENRE: MG Contemporary Fantasy
The hint of a whisper. Soft, like the swish of silk.
Elena thought it might be trees rustling or a faucet turned on somewhere else in the house. But there was an eeriness about it that made her look up and listen. The sound grew louder, as if coming at her through a long tunnel, and then burst out, filling the room. “El-e-naaa…El-e-naaaaaa…”
Elena stiffened and almost dropped the empty pickle jar she was preparing for a science experiment. Her knees wobbled, and she leaned against the kitchen counter to keep from falling.
“El-e-naaa…El-e-naaaaaa…” the whisper chanted, swirling around her. A moment later, it was gone.
Elena ran to the kitchen window and nudged aside the white lace curtains to peer out. On the lawn, her ten-year-old brother Connor was racing around in the sun, tossing a plastic bag in the air and attacking it with a stick.
“For the king!” Connor cried. “Victory is ours!”
“Did you call me?” Elena shouted, startled to hear the high, nervous pitch of her own voice.
“No.” Connor impaled the bag.
“Did you hear that?”
Elena glanced at the woods beyond the lawn, knowing there was nothing for miles around and that Gram was still out shopping. She crossed the kitchen, peered out the swinging door to the living room, and surveyed the solid stuffed chairs and mahogany tables. All was still. The steady ticking of the grandfather clock and the familiar smell of old books and fireplace ashes reassured her.