The World Walkers: Lorelei: Travelling Through Time

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A tear trickled down Lorelei’s cheek. She looked back once again at where the door had been, wiped the tear away, and did the only thing she could – start walking. It was normal for her to not know where she was when she stepped through one of the doors, but it wasn’t normal for it to disappear. There were stories about missing people that she’d never really believed, because she’d used the doors hundreds of times before. Now she’d become one of them, at least until she could find her way home, and that was something she was utterly determined to do, no matter how long it took.

Until Lorelei reached the market she didn’t think it would take that long at all. That was when she realised she was on the same world she left behind, even though it didn’t look anything like the world she’d left behind. If she tried to use any of the doors she knew they were going to take her to worlds she knew, but wouldn’t recognise. Sighing, she thought for a moment, watching people walk past in clothing that was utterly unlike what she was wearing. Fortunately they didn’t seem to notice her, at least until one girl started walking past, looked her over, and stopped.

“Do you need help?” the girl asked quietly, concern filling her eyes.

“Possibly,” Lorelei replied, not wanting to answer one way or another until she had some idea of what time period she’d found herself in.

“When are you from?”

“I don’t know how to answer that question.”

“I’m a demon. There have been times when I’ve found myself travelling through time, so I know the look.”

Their eyes met and for a moment Lorelei couldn’t bring herself to believe that she had found a demon, but then she was on Athare. Before she found the disappearing door she’d been thinking about, maybe, applying to become a Walker, because it would have made her a little safe, and she would easily have been able to earn enough to get all the tattoos she needed. It was still a possibility, as she’d found herself in a time when there were demons.

“What year is it?” Lorelei asked, even though she wasn’t sure she wanted an answer to the question.

“1165,” the girl replied.

“I’ve just travelled five hundred years into the past,” Lorelei said, leaning against the tree that was behind her, and tried not to let her shock show. “On the other side of the door it was 1578 and…” She shook her head. “Now I’m in 1165.”

“That’s a big change,” the girl said, sympathy filling her voice. “I came from 678 and found myself in 1162, so I know it can be dealt with, if you let my help you.”

“I…” Lorelei trailed off, not sure what she wanted to do, and still having difficulty believing that she was lucky enough to come across another time traveller. “What’s your name?”

“Stela. What’s yours?”

“Lorelei.” She ran a hand through her hair. “I would like you help, I think.”

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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>>if you let my help you.<<

That should say "me" above.

Cool story! Spooky though.