CHAPTER 22––––––––
The glowing orb descended slowly back to her palm. Mara half expected it to land and power down, but, once it alighted, it continued to glow. Again she felt her hand surrounded by static electricity, raising the hair on her arm. The light continued to spin in her palm. It felt like something undulating within a thin membrane.
Mara closed her fingers around it and lifted it to eye level. She could not see into it, the light was too bright and turbulent. All she could see were swirling bands of blue hues.
“Okay, big blue ball of light, you’re supposed to be the Chronicle of Creation. Show me creation.”
A translucent egg-shaped bubble blossomed from the ball engulfing Mara, expanding to the length of the shop from the front door to the doorway leading to the bicycle gar
