So Far

Chris was up bright and early.  It had come at long last.  It was finally the Winter Solstice.  It was only the most important day of the entire year.  Not to say that the summer solstice wasn't as good a day, but it seemed to lack that festiveness that the closeness of the end of year provided.  Not to mention that everyone else had their holidays around the same time and not many fell in the summer.  Chris felt more strongly about the Winter Solstice personally.  He liked the bracing cold of the wind, and the fresh snow on the ground.  He rubbed his hands together and headed out for the nexus.  They had driven quite a while after dark the night before to get there.

About half way to the edge of the nexus a voice called out to Chris.  He half turned and readied his pistol.  A short distance behind him was a familiar figure.  Chris came to a halt and waited for Bronson James, the Ley Line Walker from the Second String under Max's command, to catch up to him.  Bronson was wearing a dark green robe with drop sleeves--Wendy taught him that term.  The edges of the robe were inscribed with intricate symbols in gold.  He had the cowl pushed back and the light of the ley-line illuminated his dark skin giving it a heavy blue cast.  Chris looked at his own robe.  He couldn't see it now but its blue colour was starting to fade.  It was only half as blue as it had been when it was new.