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Geeny was just a small little dot in the larger being of our Universe.
She was placed on the middle of the Jai Ladders, between the Celestials and the Diablos.

She was in a small little pod that hung , like a lantern, it shone light and inward light and like most mother ear mother’s and beings. She belonged to that elite group. She was the 7th star on the 7th element and had been placed there by the our Universe. She could send out a flutter. She could let out a vibration. She could let her little Pod , drop a tear drop and create ripples.

The pod was a small little nest on our Pond. She hid underneath the Red Polka dot Mushroom Hood , beside out Butterflairy tree, our lavender shoots and all our herbs. She was not far from where Tristan sat and stared at our Ellarya.

She was like time, tick ,tock as it passed and every once in a while her light would shine , reminding of us, of her little garden that She loved to over look. In life , it had been Jade and Jaida that helped her with it.

The plants were chosen with love and care and tended.

3 Special buds formed, then grew and developed into Flairy Pods.

They contained : Theadora, Fraeyadora and Belladora.

There was one more rather , darker pod that had developed : Trixie Bell, Her roots were dark and extended into the dButterflairy tree.

Always the balance.

Giovanni found himself , lurking around and spying on these particular pods. He flipped himself up and over into his ScorpioFlairy Scarab self , being more Scarab than anything and sat on the edge of the Pond.

HE went into trance and went back to the time when Tristan , came across his Ellarya. HE had found out about Stefano, now he wanted to know about TRISTAN.

HE sat and watched in time , in his mind, as it opened up and revealed , how those two had become connected. He had no idea. He flew into a jealous rage and looked at Trixie-Bell and said to her , grow, I will need you Lillith -Bronwyn , I know who you are and your 3 little witches too.

He summoned his 3 Celestial and Diablo Gems and said, it is time to have a Summer Fete .

Throw one, Geeny’s light went out.

Butterflairy World grew dark once more. Giovanni was HOME with new Guests and a distinct Summer Fete to plan.

He needed that Sword that Tristan had , and he was going to work out a way to get it and the Crown of Thorns. He would not let his Queen join with anyone else.

Darkness was his secret domain.

It was a dark and gloomy night.

Ellarya stared into the eyes that were watching her.

She felt them, She heard them, then She saw them.

It was time to shut them out and ” HIM” out.

Didn’t work, Giovanni held firm.

TRiSTAN sent out his vibe and caught her inward glance.

He placed her in her own room, in her own home and let her rest.

He took Giovanni and placed him into his own quarters.

He placed himself in his barracks.

He pulled out his Geeny in his Bottle and watched “her” dance.

Geeny was the 7th daughter of a 7th daughter and She was the mother of the 3 Hedge Witches and the Hag herself.

Geeny was a petite little twix of a Sunlight Beam. She could have given out great energy and expelled much Mageek but She choose to be simple and sugary , like on a doughnut.

She had one true hate in her life: ” STEFANO”! She never forgave or trusted him. She had got the opportunity , and told Ellarya all about him. Elle never told a soul. She just listened. She was a Butterflairy in Stealth mode.

The Old Hag never knew.

Tristan delighted in taking the little mite out and pulling her bright and beaming yellow wings. She was also a small very small Scarabflairy. She was akin to Stefano. Geeny’s secret was one of HATE.

She hated STEFANO. Elle didn’t believe her. She should have. Geeny had been RIGHT! She understood about the M &M’s and the two astute ladies hovered: one tapped and fiddled with her tail appendage , the other flickered her wing , like the wag of that tell tale finger.

Back & forth, back and forth, just like the beat of ” the tell tale” * heart.

The hearts had been blackened by Giovanni to steal , maim and hurt.

The wooden shard that had pierced was part of the Christ Cross and stood now within the hilt of that sword.

Tristan continued to play with the Sunbeam wings, then placed her back in her Jar and let her tinkle and sprinkle and flutter about. She was guiding light lantern.

Tristan laid back and asked Geeny to tell her tale. She shone and whispered her teeny , tiny wings fluttered and her voice came through in light song, like a roaming Bard.

And there it was that connection: The Roaming Scarabard Sclerab Butterflairies.

Geeny began her story.

• The Tell Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe

It was a dark and silvery , shivery night.

They were Hessian Carpet shimmered and quivered and was felt by Ellarya back at Heston’s Palace. It was a beautiful home. Ellayra had her appendages dipped into the warm salty water of Heston’s bedroom Oasis. The Palm tree swayed and Elle’s tail appendage was swishing back and forth slowly. Elle had laid out on the sandy part of the Oasis and had spread her Butterflairy wings out and relaxed. The Moon shone through the large picture window. She looked down the path which lead to Hell’s Garden. She would soon walk down that path again.

He slithered up beside her. She felt him wrap his coils around her and he moved himself up and down her torso . He slithered over her wings and felt her blood as her darkness shone and his white power gleemed through his sin and shimmered in a dazzling spectacle. The patterns danced across the room and splashed across the walls,like shooting stars ! The bedazzling light show seems to melt into them.

Ellarya did not say a word. She listened to his slithering and his silent hisses and waited for Julius to reveal himself. The tanscendtal river spirit had felt the summoning and came from Stefano’s where he had been trapped beneath the waves by the combined: water and earth: Cobrial primoridal scales. He had been trapped and somehow the summoning had set him free.

He continued to slither all around her and finally settled himself curled up on the beach beside her head , He was like a turban hat , if you looked at them from a certain angle. His eyes glowed a Deep Sapphire Blue. His tongue sneaked out every once in a while to taste the air and caress the outline of her lips. He found the spot where Giovanni had bite her , he hesitated and lingered there ! Julius continued to search and explore and he found every bruise , every hurt. His Eyes filled with tears and trickled down . Julius felt her pain.

Ellarya didn’t sigh. She wanted to reach out but could not ! She wanted to move into him but held herself. This was not the time ! Time had been misplaced .

She was waiting. .

She had the Christ Crown of Thorns.

She needed the sword. The Sword that had pierced his side and caused the accumulated fluid to drain from him. Tears slipped down from her eyes , as She the thought of the Passion of this man and what he lived through.

Was this faith ?

Their tears formed a stream minute but deep ! The tears soaked into the beach sand and ran down into the Oasis water and the tears joined , bonded and floated into the deep and carried their message .

She fell into a deep trance and went back to that time and place. She followed the Roman Soldier in his thoughts and looked as he went to his barracks . He was jovial and laughed and wiped his prize sword and held it up.

The Captain of the Guards rocked on up to him and took it. I will keep this he said.

Tristan was still the Captain of the Guard. It was a position that allowed him to flit and flip through time and space and take up his Righteous Position. Time was displaced .

Ellarya saw him and he looked right back at her, He “winked” at her again and in a flash, with the sword , was gone.

Ellaraya remembered his smile, his wink , his touch, his vibe when their child was born and how he had been so dedicated to her.

She would find it in his barracks. He had whispered to her that one of the keys was there. He had helped her as Saphra and Saphy were being birhed. He had kept whispering it and then never , ever repeated it again.

Ellarya had to return her Rosedrop Butterflairy World and find her Caption of the Guards. He was a true champion and he was also a King of the Gargoyles.

The Band of Gargoyles , who held Ellarya’s barrack’s held the sword She needed.

She lay there and as Julius slithering tongue tickled and teased her , She ignored his advances and let herself sink deeper into trance.

She focused and looked deep and waited and watched and there he was looking back at her.

TRISTAN.

I have it, come and get it and He pulled his long lost companion to him. He joined Ellarya in her trance and pulled her to him .

TRISTAN .

Ellarya was pulled to him.

TRISTAN had felt the vibe called her and brought her HOME !

Ellarya sat and whispered all their names.

She was seated within her SALT Circle. Her small alter a light.

She sat and thought, and acted. She sliced her palm and into her mother’s cauldron it dripped. It contained her note, her wishes , the ultimate plan !

She had returned to her domain in the Depths of Michael’s Realm. He was fast asleep ,not realizing all that had happened to him. Ellarya placed his horns back on his head. She had taken what She needed from the Crown of Thorns. She was able to regenerate her own. She did this in Giovanni’s bubble world atrium. It was safe. The vines from which the Crown of Thorns was made now grew there.

Michael would be summoned soon enough to Tahuk to be checked to assure this item was secure. Tahuk didn’t want Ellarya to gain control over more of his domains and Dark Angels. But alas they were all waiting in the wings, hoping for a chance with the Empress herself.

Michael stirred and reached for his Empress. She obliged him and let herself be taken to his own version of the Mountain Top. He almost seemed “happy” within her small enclosed chamber.

Michael looked at her and said, ” I made you my Empress , yet , I do not have your heart(s). He flew into a rage. He pulled her towards him and said, now , you will succumb to my every whim, until you submit your heart(s) to me.

There was no one to help her. No one to come and help her. She was locked within his power and stuck.

He tied her down and let her think, harsh and cruel thoughts. He played and tainted her and punished her , for not giving him her heart(s).

She didn’t flinch. She let him continue to THINK, his thought penetrations were hurting her. She wasn’t so asleep or lame , as he thought She was. Ellarya had been taught well, by Giovanni and her mother! Her thoughts went to him.

Ellarya was never actually alone. She bore down deep within herself and connected to her 7th Eye . GIOVANNI, looked back at her and smiled, and taunted her, ” shall , I come and join you “? Ellarya looked back at him and said, ” after all this time “? Giovanni, looked deep within her and her pulled her thoughts, her mind and her soul to him.

Michael looked down and She was gone.

Giovanni said to her, ” this time , it was your heart” , that called me! Did you know ? She looked at him and nodded.

Time stood still and in the dead of the Night, Giovanni took her wings, lifted her up to where their love began and said to her once more, dance with me and let’s remember , let’s remember, our children, daughters, sons and all that we have done together.

Let’s dance this night and let us remember, just how much fun and love we had together , not , so long ago.

In the dead of the Night : Giovanni and Ellarya went dancing once again.

The auras danced and all saw that on this night, they were together once more.

TAHUK rose up out of the darkness of the other side of the NIGHT and reminded them both of their darkest hour.

Their minds returned to when Giovanni, had buried Ellarya alive. He whispered, this time , I will join you. They continued to dance and remembered the son, they lost , together.

A STRAWBERRY Moon had passed. Our Moonchild soaked up the Energy it gave her and the strength and abilities to do what She must to gain the Crown of Thorns. She had seen into Michael’s Hearts. His souls and hearts and lives he had to bring him to be the darkest of the Soul’s Angels and Messengers.

Michael had chosen to take the Dark Path and Rise and serve the Darkest of Souls: the High Supreme Dark Being: TAHUK.

TAHUK was the original black Hole, BLACK SOUL of DARKNESS ! One might say . TAHUK was the Anti- Christ . Some call him the Devil. It was he/she/ which ever form , he chose or synthesise itself into , that the Diablo 7 had built from particle cast offs of the Degenerate that was cast off from the ringing of the Jai Ladders.

His role was to create Kryptic Khaos. His disciples rejoiced and celebrated his darkness. They used song and voice to entice, entrench and enslave his devotees. They were masters in art of deception and truly enjoyed the ” pain” and Khaos of those around them, especially those close to them.

Ellarya related to Heston at their dinner, how She used those exact skills to lull Michael into a deep sense of trust and satisfaction.

She had taken him to Stefano’s place. She found the Chinta Rose and flew him to the Dark Mountain hide aways. She found one of Alagron’s heirs. She summoned Guilo ‘s Spirit and with Michael led them down a path , that led to re-enacted her celebrated night with Giovanni, with both of them.

She then cut off Guilo’s head and fed it to the Dark Drake as a prize. She then laid down with Michael , entertained the Drake and as they sipped the tea She made them, She retrieved the horns from both beings and changed into her Amorous fiery Butterflairy Scorpio self , the self that needed Giovanni !Ellarya had answered GIOVANNI’s lust call for her !

She met him at their home.

He helped her plan it all.

Julius had been aboard the Chinta Rose and came out of his Cobra form to bring back the China Rose to Stefano’s domain.

When Stefano re- entered his subterranean home. He found it very cold and empty. He went down into the Hessian Waters and came up in the Butterflairy Tree’s THRC.

She was calling them all back to her. She had the Crown of Thorns.

Heston looked at her and said , “why have you called them back ? You have me”?

She simply said , ” they still owe me, and we aren’t done , as yet!”

Heston got out his instrument and played.

Ellarya flew up and danced. She beamed in the Moonlight and looked forward to the next cycle in which, She would gain insight into collecting the next item: The Sword , that had pierced his side.

Her colour this night was bright Red , Strawberry Red , hailing the Moon’s Energy that had blessed her.

Giovanni sat in their home!

Summoned the head of the Guard !

And they waited for Ellarya to return to them!

The Summer Solstice had passed.

Ellarya sat with Heston in his bedroom.

She had come up through the Oasis and caught him having a moment of pure musical indulgence.

He was playing for her. He had been waiting.

He swivelled around in his motions and smiled and played.

She came and placed Michaels Horns which She had unscrewed from his head, as he slept from the concoction of Bella Donna and camomile tea , She had brewed for him.

She placed it on the Oasis beach. She sat and pulled out the plugs that screwed and attached the horns to St. Michael’s head. His ” crowning ” glory. Within the tubes fell out the leaves and thorns of the Christ Crown. He had taken them when he had been cast down , once more , after the event. He was supposed to try and stop that pain , instead he let that man be a sacrifice for all. Pain was the remediation and re- birth and re- incarnation that he gave his life for ” our sins” .

How did you get it ? What happened to Julius and Stefano took Araswati?

She said finish your playing. Come let’s go to the dining table and I will replay and tell it all under the starry night for you.

I lied to him. I used love and I deceived him. I made him pay up. I fed him a lovely cup of tea. The biscuits were divinely made homemade buttery caramelized shortbread, a sin, in itself. I indulged his senses and lulled him into a sense of vulnerability and when he finally fell asleep, I took his crowning glory away from him.

I passed that challenge.

Come, Heston, what a delightful musical interlude. It is time to dine, for us , to enjoy one another . Celebrate this fine acheivement.

She looked at Heston and said, if it takes to Infinity, I will win back what is mine and what is owed to me.

Heston , looked at her , stopped playing, took her hand and floated down to his love and said, ” YOU” , NEVER LOOSE ….DO YOU “?

She replied, ” I always loose, I just know how to get up, I had too and that is how, I WIN, every time! I GET UP! I GET BACK UP! I GET BACK UP with My WINGS in the AIR and I FLY.

She placed the Crown of Thorns on the table, as a centre piece.

She cried. Heston let her cry.

They drank and ate.

” Tell me your story , Heston asked !

And so Ellarya went back to the very beginning and told him.

She told him: everything.

She lay dormant in his arms, once again.

He had bound her once again with his firey tail and flare.

Her wrists and arms burnt with the one remnants of the thread that bound them.

He was trying to rebind her to him, over- ride Heston.

She didn’t think he could do it.

All of a sudden , He was staring at her down into her , from their 7th mind eye connection.

Giovanni had brought her back to his bubble water Sanctuary, his darkest home, the one hidden in the darker Amythyst Hematite Stalcitite Caves.

He had taken her down into the Rock pool, damn, if ,She didn’t turn a shade of green. Her blood glowed withChlorophyll and SHE COULD BREATHE.

Giovanni looked at her, he didn’t know She could do that. This was NEW! How? He needed to find out. She could breathe underwater. He couldn’t drown her.

He brought her up to air within the bubble and her normal complexion returned.

He had wanted her to change for him. He wanted to see her firey form. He wanted her to burn for him and only him again.

He reached down into her and slid himself into her hearts. He put his hand on her chest and sent his lifeforce directly into her Hearts. He explored them and felt and breathed them, and when he came out, he came out with the knowledge of her hearts.

He took one from her , the one with Stefano’s piece of his heart that he had given her and he left her with one heart to function. She would survive. He lifted his hand from her chest , it held her beating heart. He used her lifeforce to cut his chest and place her heart within him, behind his own. It fit. He thought it would be crowded and uncomfortable but it just seemed to ease in!

He took her heart, from her , as , proof , of his dominion over her. He knew he hadn’t always had it.

He kidnapped her heart. He put it in his own chest, hidden behind his own. Hidden away. He wasn’t quite sure why he could not feel the pressure of 3 beating hearts and he could not feel his cousin at all! He knew he took the heart with his piece in it!

He left her in the dark water bubble sanctuary. Let her wake up there. She would work out soon, enough which side of the Mountains , She was on. She was at the base , deep within the darkest place in our Butterflairy World.

He went back to Rosedrop World and found dTHRC and got it ready.

He then went to THRC and re- joined the Kurghan- Ma.

“YOU have it “?She asked ?

” YES”,he said!

“Give it to me ” ,She said.

“NO”, He said.

“NO”, She is my wife and her heart is mine, YOU will never have it or her again. YOU have finally lost your friend, your protector , the one who had always stood up for you. What did you do to her ? That you took all that love she had for you and turned it , actually turned to PURE HATE! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER ? Because HESTON came for her and that is YOUR FAULT!.

MY WIFE!

MINE!

YOUR FAULT!

I AM GOING TO KILL YOU NOW, And he did HE SHOT HER THROUGH HER HEARTS! HE turned SCORPIO ! HE stung and tore her apart. He was the one who had done that to her all those years ago! HE had hoped to be there for her and support her and heal her and She would finally turn to him. She didn’t! It was time to KILL HER AGAIN! She hurt his wife!

So , he killed her again, and again, and again!As he struck , he SUNG OUT , Loud In Voice , So , All Could Hear and see! Truth is only a few could hear and see and feel this voice. His inner voice, as he SUNG with Fury. He struck out, down on his knees and cried out. She didn’t love him, not one bit.

He had to kill her 9 times. He managed 8 before , Stefano arrived to whip her away and save her last life. He came from the Umbral Shadow in the Hessian Carpet.

He let it turn liquid with her blood and pulled her through and vanished before Giovanni could take her last life’s breathe.

GIOVANNI WAS A KILLER! He hated the Kurghan- Ma , why? She didn’t LOVE HIM! Why ? Because of Stefano.

He felt that pain! HE felt Ellarya’s Heart within his chest, She had awoken.

HE had better return to her, before She could leave his darkest Sanctuary, beneath and deeply hidden with the darkest place of one of the Darkest Mountain bases: Anirupanna.

Giovanni felt Ellarya’s anguish and pain at the loss of Stefano’s gifts to her, or so he thought!

She didn’t change like he had thought She would with fury and fire , the way HE LOVED HER MOST!

To his utter surprise and shock, She sat down and cried for HIM! She cried for HIM! She cried for their Son, and sent the waves, could he come back to her. She called him.

And so, he went back to her, with their hearts all intertwined, combined , and trapped within their chests.

Ellarya had not been fully, unconscious .

Giovanni, only realized Ellary’s heart fit in his chest behind his heart(s) because , She had simply taken his, in exchange. She had also slipped Stefano’s Piece of his heart , back into hers , before it left her being. She had not lost his gifts , or that piece of his heart that was hers, and hers alone.

Ellarya had also Kidnapped a heart, ” HIS”!

Ellarya had summoned Giovanni with her tears. She had called him back to her.

She had part of what she needed to get to the Christ Possessions.

She had three hearts within her and her blood changed and gained strength and knowledge, once more.

Ellarya had heard Giovanni’s inner voice. She was one of the few who could here his Songs, his Voice, his inner anguish, as well as Stefano, She had counted on that. Giovanni with all his voice of love in Song, didn’t have it. He tortured his wives , with each other!

His fuse blew , once again and the Kurghan- Ma was nearly lost , if not for Stefano.

Giovanni had been played!