Free Shattered Light by Viola Grace

Chapter One
     
     
    Trala Sheewah walked to another status meeting. Three new psychics had been installed but there were signs of Resicor rising all over the globe.
    Attimmorn was already waiting at the boardroom table.
    Her sister Noma came in a moment after she took her seat and the other three keepers took their positions around the table.
    “Now that we are all here, I am going to tell you that we are doubling our program. You will all have two holders to keep track of. The project is getting stronger and we need to subdue it.”
    Trala gave him a long look. “We are burning through psychics at an accelerated rate as it is. How will more be better when the project is just getting stronger?”
    He gave her a tired look and he waved his hand.
    Trala jumped when she saw guards and women in keeper’s robes. Attimorn gave her a sad look.
    “Trala Sheewah, you have been promoted to holder.”
    Noma screamed a denial and jumped up.
    Attimorn rubbed a hand through his hair. “You too, Noma. You might be able to buy the regular holders a break for fifteen minutes.”
    Trala fought against the grip of the guards and ignored the sad eyes of the keepers who watched her and her sister hauled out of the boardroom and toward the holding area.
    It was time. There was no way that they could get out of this any other way. She met her sister’s gaze and Noma ran.
    With short hard strikes they broke free of the guards and ran for the edge of the crevice that led to the soul of their world.
    Shouts sounded behind them as they jump and in the air they grip each other’s hands.
    Trala met her sister’s wide dark eyes as they dropped down below the level where they could be seen. “Now!”
    Trala called out the light, and Noma called the darkness. Together they went from falling to flying slowly toward the beating heart of their world.
    Resicor contacted her with a low whisper, “Is it time?”
    “I hope so because I just lost my job.”
    Noma rolled her eyes. “Funny, Trala. I lost my job too.”
    “Ladies, ladies. We have a job to do. Are you ready?”
    As one, they intoned, “We are ready.”
    “Excellent. Join with me children, but this is going to hurt.”
    Trala held tight to her sister’s hands as the light exploded around them and she was in her element.
    And then came the pain.
     
    * * * *
     
    Trala stood and looked around the cavern. The world was bright and vivid through her eyes.
    This feels better. How are you adapting, Trala?
    I feel fine, Resicor. Where is Noma?
    A shadow moved from across the cavern. I am here, Trala. We are one.
    Resicor was filled with joy. We are one and soon Noma will be where she has always been meant to be and Trala will take control of the surface.
    Sorrow ran through their link and the sisters took each other’s hands, or rather, they tried to.
    Sparks flew the moment that they touched.
    What the hell?
    You are day, she is night, there can only be transition between you.
    Trala looked to her twin and saw her own sadness reflected in eyes that swirled with brilliant blue.
    Their thoughts merged and clung together. If they couldn’t hug in person, they would hug in their thoughts.
    I have prepared the portal, Noma. It is there whenever you are ready.
    What of our connection? Can I still talk to Trala?
    It will be faint, but you will hear her. I would never separate my two most beloved daughters. I will be the link between you, sunset and dawn.
    Trala felt the flare of power and she turned to look at the black silk wall rippling with energy. She stepped toward it and it moved away from her.
    It is not for you, Trala.
    Noma came up next to her and her eyes were shining. “It is for me. I can feel it calling me. What is on the other side?”
    The beginning. You are going back to the beginning and you will know what to do once you get there.
    Noma turned to Trala, gritted her teeth and hugged her sister while the energy fought them. It crackled and burned both of them but they held on as