Take My Chances

It was the last day before clan leaders were set to arrive in Gray Vale, and Cora was back out in the garden alone staring at the Camazotz. There were more of them now. They filled the sky like a black cloud around the palace.

It was frustrating, because Cora knew that the Camazotz were likely the answer to her problem with Ambrosia, but she didn't know how to reach them or what she would even do if she did. She almost wanted to throw a rock up there to see what would happen if an object came close to them. 

Would they look at her? Would she get their attention? Would they swarm her like a bunch of angry killer bees? Would she be able to communicate with them?

She groaned and tore her eyes away, alighting her gaze on the wilting garden around her. It was slowly dying along with her hope of seeing Theo again.