A/N: I just realized that there is hardly any if not none 'what if' fics. So I decided to try my hand at it. This is my first not drabble or oneshot so it's not going to be perfect. So feel free to point out mistakes. So this is 'what if Farid didn't fall into our world, but Meggie fell into Tales From the Thousand and One Nights. Oh well on with the fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own, I only play with. And put them back.
There was no smell of salt and rum when Mo began reading this time.
The air in Capricorn's church grew hot.
Meggie's eyes began to burn, and when she rubbed she found sand sticking to her knuckles.
Once again, Capricorn's men listened to Mo's voice with bated breath, as if they were turned to stone.
Capricorn alone seemed to feel nothing of the magic. But his eyes showed that even he was spellbound.
They were fixed on Mo's face, as unmoving as the eyes of a snake.
His red suits made his pupil's look even more washed out, and his body seemed tense like a dog scenting for itsprey.
Meggie felt herself feel almost thin like paper.
Her knees felt weak and the heat only intensified.
Colors swirled in front of her eyes. None of the colors were true and shooting away as fast as they had been there.
Meggie lost sight of Capricorn's church and found herself on a rocky crevice.
Her stomach was turning violently as she lay on the cool dark stone.
She tried to orient herself and try to see what was her location.
But her head was pounding. All se knew was that she wasn't in Capricorn's church anymore.
AN: Okay, raise your hand if you think there should be a table of contents inside Inkheart. If there were, it would be a whole lot easier to do the quoting. Sorry if this was really short. I'll be sure to make the next one longer. Please review.