TITLE: GIDEON AND THE NIGHTMARE DEMON
GENRE: MG Contemporary Fantasy
“You need me, Gideon. Become a friend of the shadows and they will gladly embrace you.” From his hiding place somewhere in the second story balcony, the evil sorcerer laughed. “I will embrace you as a friend.”
Gideon Hardy stood on the stage of a large opera house. Rows of empty wooden benches stared back at him. Thick velvet curtains hung from the flyloft, the hems nailed to the floor by rusted railroad ties, closing off any possible retreat.
Lightning shot across the domed ceiling, nearly missing the enormous chandelier. Thunder boomed with no delay between sight and sound. Impossible from inside a building, but then this was a dream. Gideon knew that much.
It didn’t matter.
Beneath him, the orchestra pit glowed with amber light, as if a thousand fireflies hid below the lip of the stage. Gold and grand, the opera house made Gideon feel undersized.
The sorcerer cackled, still out of sight.
“Perhaps you need more demonstration of my power?”
Another hiss of lightning. This time the ceiling chandelier shattered. Glass shards drummed the wood floor.
Gideon widened his stance, squaring his shoulders. Warrior pose, like his mother taught him. In his right hand, he held an oak wand. He’d never used a magical wand before, but it somehow felt natural in his grasp. Familiar.
Gideon scanned the house, looking for movement. The brim of a pointed hat. A wisp of black cape. Anything.
Again, he saw a flash of lightning and heard the boom of thunder.