Those memories aren’t alive. You are.
Personally, I don’t think I gave proper attention to just how beautiful Tress’s world was. To me, it was a backwater planet drowning in the dross of the aethers, which are more useful in other incarnations—and far easier to harvest on the moons themselves anyway.
And yet, nowhere else in my travels have I witnessed anything like those spores. As we sailed the Crimson, I felt like a leaf floating on the blood of a fallen giant. The farther we went, the higher the Crimson Moon soared—dark and ominous in the day, often haloed by sunlight. A clot upon the light.
At night, it burst aflame with its own unblinking, preternatural glow. At first we were too far away to see the sporefall, but as we closed the distance, the lunagree appeared. A fountain from the sky, pouring down into the center of the sea. The verdant spores had always looked like pollen in the air, but this felt like a lava flow. Erupting from the heavens to melt away the planet.
I wasn’t in my right mind during the trip, but I could still see. And the polished bits of that land in my memory are always striking images. Surreal, spellbinding pictures of magic so dominant it literally fell from the sky.
I believe Tress might have been more pleased if the view hadn’t been so stunning. She’d have had a better chance of keeping my attention.
“Would you please focus, Hoid?” the girl asked.
I pointed at the distant red moon, the spores streaming down to fill the sea. “It looks like the moon is throwing up.”
Tress sighed.
“Imagine that the sea is the toilet,” I said, “and the moon is the face of a god, heaving onto us after a long night of getting spun around and around on a bar stool.”
I actually composed a poem about a vomiting god. I’ll spare you, though it’s the only time I’ve had an excuse to make a really good rhyme for “scarf.”
Finally, after some prodding, I turned from my newfound muse and settled down on the deck near Tress. She would have preferred to work with me belowdecks, out of sight, but I had been stubborn. I’d wanted to watch the moon barf. As one does.
“We need to break the curse,” she said.
“Ah yes,” I said. Then I leaned in close, speaking conspiratorially. “You know, I have one of those.”
“A curse?”
“Indeed.”
“I know, Hoid.”
“You do?”
“Yes. It’s why we can talk about it. If I didn’t know, you couldn’t tell me.”
“I can’t tell you something you don’t know, but only things you already know?”
“Yes, because of the curse.”
“Oh! A curse! I—”
“—have one of those. I know. I need to break yours so you can lead me to the Sorceress. Nobody knows where in the Midnight Sea she can be found.”
I fell silent.
“Hoid?” she asked. “Do you understand?”
“I think I understand. But, see, it’s hard.” I leaned in closer. “I can tell you…”
“Yes?”
“Something important…”
“Yes?”
“Socks with sandals,” I whispered. “The new fashion movement. Trust me. It will be all the rage.”
She sighed with increasing exasperation.
I’m accustomed to that reaction from people, but I prefer to be intentionally irritating. It’s against my professional ethics to frustrate people by accident. It’s like…a construction worker making a new road while sleepwalking. The foreman would have a fit. How in the world does one make a sleepwalker take a union-mandated break? Do you wake them up?
“Look,” Tress said, “I have this paper here, see? And I’ve written down a lot of words that I think would have to do with curses. Are there any you can’t talk to me about? If so, that will give me a clue.”
It was a workable idea. I would have been impressed, if I hadn’t been distracted by wondering whether anyone had made clothing out of napkins yet.
Tress handed me the list of words. I studied them, cocked my head to the side, then nodded.
“Anything?” she asked.
“I,” I declared, “have apparently forgotten how to read.”
Showing legendary patience, Tress took the list back and read the words to me. I repeated them.
“Well?” she asked.
“I definitely have heard some of those words before,” I said. “Now, I forgot the rules. Is this the game where I draw a picture of the word, or is it the game where I act them out?”