Venomous Void Chapter 11

Pencil drawing of two pieces of unidentifiable fruit. Caption reads: "Wendy and Frederick each took a strange fruit from their backpack."

Fruit for Bobby chapter of work in progress by Iris Carden.

At home, they found Mr Glanville was visiting.  He was telling Bobby what it was like to be an Ancient.

“You will grow at a normal rate until you’re an adult, then your aging will slow down.  While all the people your own age get older, you will still be young.  You need to move every ten years or so and start out fresh, otherwise people will notice you don’t get older and they will be scared.”

Wendy and Frederick each took one of the fruit out of their bags.

“Do we have to chop them up or cook them or something?” Wendy asked.

“Cutting them into smaller pieces will make them easier to eat,” Mr Glanville said.

“Bobby,” Maria said. “The fruit will make you better, but it will also make you an Ancient like Mr Glanville.  You have to decide if you’re going to eat it.  We don’t have any other way to make you better, and I would love you to get better, but no-one else can make this choice for you.”

David was sitting beside Bobby’s bed.  “The choice is yours,” he said.  “I love you whatever choice you make.”

“What do you think, Wendy?” Bobby asked, weakly.  

“I want you to get better,” Wendy said.  “That’s why we went to get the fruit for you, but if you’re afraid to eat it, or just don’t want to, I understand, I guess.”

“Do you ever wish you didn’t eat it?” Bobby directed his question to Mr Glanville.

“Sometimes I do,” Mr Glanville said, “but most of the time I’m glad I did.  I’ve lived a very long time met some interesting people and done lots of interesting things, and I’ve learned a lot. I’ve even been able to help some people along the way. So sometimes I wish I could stay with people I love and get old with them, but mostly I like the life I have.”

“I would like to eat the fruit then,” Bobby said. “Would someone please cut it up for me?”

“I’ll do that,” Maria said.  “And while you eat, Wendy, Frederick, Woofles and Toad can tell us about their adventure.”

“Absolutely,” Wendy said. “And Mr G. Maurice said to say ‘hello.’”

“Maurice? Minotaur Maurice?”

“Yes.  He’s the gardener.”

“He hated the dark, after his time in the Labyrinth.”

“It never gets dark in the garden.”

“Well that’s perfect for him.”

While Bobby had his meal of fruit, Wendy, Frederick, and the animals told the whole story, about the void, the garden, and saving Octavius.

As Bobby finished eating, Wendy heard Nancy’s voice in her head: “The Queen would like to speak to you, connecting you now.”

“Wendy, I’m very disappointed in you,” her Grandmother’s voice said in her head. “You went on a dangerous journey and took a huge risk. A chosen future queen can’t behave in that manner.”

Wendy thought back, “We helped Bobby and Uncle Octavius.  My mother taught me helping people is what Watchitts do. Watchitts chosen to be queen or king are extra powerful.  We must have those extra gifts for some reason.  You have to stay in the Ivory Tower and work there, of course, and do all the important things you are teaching me about.  So I should be out doing things to help people.  That makes sense, doesn’t it?”

“You are just like your father!” Queen Bertha said.

“Oh good,” Wendy answered. “I really do want to be like him.”

“This conversation is not over,” the Queen said. “And I will talk to your mother as well.”

“OK,” said Wendy, “I’ll let her know to expect to hear from you.”

The Queen ended the message.

“I think Grandma’s upset,” Wendy said to Maria.  “She said she wanted to speak to you.”

“I’m sure she does,” Maria answered.

Bobby sat up. “I feel strange,” he said.

Maria put a hand on Bobby’s shoulder and blinked.  “Your bone marrow and blood cells are going back to normal, already,” she said.  “You’re getting better.”

Wendy put a hand on Bobby’s shoulder.  She saw his future as an important advisor to her and to future Watchitt kings and queens. He would live in the Ivory tower for thousands of years.

“Bobby,” she said, “remember a couple of months ago when I could tell Marci about her future, but just told you that you would be the world’s best little brother.  Well, actually it was just cloudy and I didn’t know what that meant.  Now I can see you are going to be so very important to so many people.  You are going to grow up so very smart, and I’m going to count on you a lot when I am queen.”

Chapters of the Venomous Void to date:

Now the story is complete, I will edit it and get it ready to publish it as a book. Look out for it soon at your favourite online bookshop.

The Venomous Void will be the sequel to Wendy Watchitt

Cover of Wendy Watchitt by Iris Carden.  Features oil painting of a girl with a toad sitting in her red curly hair.

Wendy Watchitt

Wendy Watchitt is just an average 10 year old girl.

She’s brave and clever and caring. She carries her pet toad on her head, and makes strange things happen when she blinks. Well, perhaps she isn’t quite so average.

A new adventure starts for Wendy when her family moves house.

A new town, a new home, new school, and new best friend are just the beginning of what she’s going to find.

Wendy will have to save her friends, travel between realms, learn some very big family secrets, and still find time to get her homework done.


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By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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