It was a small slightly bent oval. It was made of some old mix of hardened glazed clay. It was grey now, maybe at one stage had bright colours and pattern on it. The mud came from the base of Annapurina our home base mountain for this clan. The mud held its strength and power.
The glaze came from blood , feathers, bones, sinew and tendons of the sacrifices that were made to say ” thank you” to those that be ,that made it all happen. It was pounded with mortar and pestle , the same that ground the spices and herbs that made up for medicinal purposes. Blood was dripped in and the deep earth from our mountain was added. The mixture was blended that formed the clay and was moulded into shape, a small lid that must have fallen off and lost to time. The glaze was made by liquifing the clay and own family blood to bind the ties were added. This blood came from all Celestial and Diablo beings, they came down and spilled and dropped and left back into the above as they rode up the mountain into the skies above and up and out within the Universe that had created our Worlds.
The Inkwell was gaining all its strength’s and was fired in the deep belly of the Mountain and came from its hearts. Within the base of the Mountain was our Ancient’s Cave. It was a home. It held comforts and the heart breathing fire of the Mountain.
The Cave had all the home comforts. It had lounges and pools and crystalline drappings and drippings from within the Mountain herself. She provided everything and there it was the Oval Hessian Carpet , the Original. It had come from this mountain. Weaved by its people that held , those special properties. It was the same and linked Carpet that was in Stefano’s home. Araswati ‘s was not from Annapurina’s Base Cave . Araswati’s had been placed there by Stefano from part of his own . He wanted to be sure, when the time was right, it would let see , what needed to be seen.( the Umbral Lord , always being one step ahead , his bigger plan, to keep his world in place , or so he thought )
They had been linked at source , same group of friends one way or another. They never left each other in time and space.
From the heart of the fire within Annapurina, the Inkwell was fired. It joined with the flames and was transformed and held its gifts and secrets. IT was extracted carefully and the black blood ink was poured in. The Founding Enchantress herself called her Red Peacock over and pulled the feather that would become the Precious Red and Green Poisoned Pen that Elle treasured so. Founding Enchantress was the spit image of Bindi.
It was Bindi, she was one of the Founding Enchantresses at the Base Cave within Annapurina . She held within her the gifts of both Dark and Light and she passed them down her line, coming into our world again and again. She was born and passed and not into the void but back up into the heavens to be cast down again and re-born. So , it would go and Ellarya was come to pass in this life, same mother and this form.
She looked at her Dark Lord as , she slipped out from him. He was so very beautiful. She whispered to him, are you ready, He said, I am. She summoned the Peacock Pen from the hearth and where her nails and dug and left marks, she took the pen and and etched down in the grooves. He bite down , not letting a sound escape him.
His blood had been siphoned up into the pen. She took then released the pen into the air and it fluttered over to the Inkwell, stationed on Heston’s mantle and let his blood be released.The Pen had its own set of flairy wings , that remained hidden ! Only a few could summon them into action, Ellarya of course being one!Heston was not ! The Red Peacock Pen had its own powers and gifts ! It was symbiotic and dependent on this host / user to bring those gifts to volition ! Only at times of extreme stress could the Peacock Pen overcome and utilise its own powers ! They were gifted to use in defence of the Prime and the prime alone , and must be the family’s Prime , and have the posses the heart of Annapurina herself !
It started to hum and glow and spin, the Inkwell did. It was dancing and enjoying this refreshing addition.
Elle didn’t leave his side. He said to her , before you start, he whispered to her ,”you need to heal me”. She did!
He got up and took out his stringed instrument and played. She sat at the lone desk , pulled out the Ancient parchments and began to write.
She addressed to to “HIM”!
HIM: what has been done to me and my children – is really wrong.
Just sort things out for me . Please. She sat and cried as she wrote and remembered. Her Dark Lord , came to her and wiped the tears. Don’t cry.
She said to him, Heston they are ANGRY Tears now, LET ME SHED THEM, as every word is written, there is less love and more HATE. IT brings me closer to YOU! It releases the PAIN within of what they DID!
DO they really think they will get away with this, I am going to write every word that was written, every note that they sung and every blend of vengence, I can get with the poisoning of this Pen.
I want to go home. TO my home.
I want a home that is my own.
the one- I gave up for you and the one I am in now.
IF , I had thought for one second , that you wouldn’t keep your word, any of you, I would never have moved.
Why would any of you do that to someone?
Why, she asked him again and again. why would you do that to me
Why would you let , yes, the other series of HIMS , in her life ,to this to her. It was all from “HIM”, the Master of the Umbral and Pre-Umbral Shadows. He was shadow caster and he was powerful. BUT , he was NOT her Songbird.
Her Songbird , was the most BEAUTIFUL, the MOST TALENTED of ALL the Songbirds. and despite everything, She would always hear his call , first and foremost.
Ellarya raised her head back and SCREAMED :”I HATE YOU”! Dark Lord came over and strummed and said ,”SCREAM IT OUT , LOUDER BABY”! HE played.
The Dark Lord was in his element. He played and danced as if on a stage and all the Worlds that existed were watching and listening. She moved with him and danced with him , as he played. He lay his instrument down. His breathing and thoughts were heavy and targeted.
The palm tree with its small oasis pool was there. Opposite it was the writing desk and the chair was toppled over and papers were strewn and crunched up beside it. The versions she didn’t like . The ones that had to be written and re- written to get it right! .
Heston called her over. She had been summoned. Student it is time. She was so pleased . He stepped into her and her back to him. She felt as his hands explored her and caressed her and finally , yes, he found that spot.
She turned her head as his lips , kissed the nape of her neck, He sucked her and brought the spot to nice warm glow. She was starting to feel her legs not work. Her wings came out and kept her upright. That’s it. Her clothes had been shed as he let her be exposed completely to him. He eased the Pen from her hand and then pierced her neck with it so that a blood trickled out. His lips and tongue were there to feel it as it ooze over and into him. His hands continued to roam over her and he said to her, that blood oath you took, I can taste it.
She didn’t move, as her blood revealed more and more. He let the drips role over his own tongue and the reveal was intense. She truly now HATED THEM ALL, including HIM.
How delightful. Come he said to her as he saw and felt this HATE within her. “Yes Darling, the time has come, we will get them ALL”!
“Ultimately- he had been more important to her than bricks, mortar and blood ties. Believing in someone to that depth can over take you in sense and sensibility. The need to ” help” someone , no matter who they are where they come from, anyone rich or poor , in sickness and in health , until death do you part. ”
She had left HIM with those thoughts.
With Lots and Lots of LOVE
NOW, it was very, very different. What would the Red Peacock Feather reveal next ?
Yes , and onto the next words of “wisdom” . Ha ha ha. Do you recall when it was said, ” I am your best friend too”. Do you recall that cheap trick that was played at the time. Yes, someone did have to surrender , one way or another, but the truth is , you don’t really get to have it anyway you want it at all.
She sat and remembered and the hot angry tears felt again. She had shook her head and the spot that had just healed over opened . He had been stretched out on the bed sideways, just looking at her sit and write . Her wings out , so ,delicate . She sat and the blood flowed quite nicely down her into her back of her wings and then spread out into the veins of her wings and glowed. He saw them open wide and pulsate with renewed energy. Her mixed blood oath combined blood , renewing and being absorbed within the wings ‘veins .Her
energy being renewable and charging her .
Her blood was darkened and black and glowed a beautiful dark purple now with black flecks of gold and haematite and silver. He could see the darkened flecks of her Songbird ‘s blood still within her. She was electric and she was renewed !
He turned over on his back and positioned himself and waited for her. She sensed his need for her once again, laid down her Pen and went to him.
She remembered the cheap tricks , she had surrendered to in the past. They weren’t right then and not right now. The times had changed and anyway you need or want me didn’t play or feel the same anymore. Did she really want what she had wanted ? She did! He had been her very best friend. He always had been. She really didn’t need to have to make a promise to their Moms. She had tried to speak about it once , but got shut down and yelled at. Araswati was now a creature of loathing and pity. Elle wondered about that old saying: once a liar, always a liar”.
Somewhere deep in her heart, she had worked out the truth from the lies. She had worked it out as good friends and lovers always do. You want to see those you love be the best they can be and be well and happy . You want them to fly and be joyous in their choices , work and life.
She sat and remembered and wrote, ” SORRY”! She had not wanted to UPSET HIM.
AND she remembered it all, it flooded back:
Giovanni taking her money and spending it on his back room little harem and trips .
The Jankus ,all seeing and knowledgeable ,would have to admit to WHY he did what he did ! If he didn’t , the Keepers, would get it out of him.
HIM & HER – to be FOREVER TOGETHER in HATE, Simplicity, Barren and tied to one another into Eternity, bound by the deceit and betrayal they perpetrated, ALWAYS.
Elle laid down her PEN, and pushed her chair back. She would have been quite anaemic , with her blood loss , her wings replenished , absorbed , flowed and glowed dark and her desires and heat raged . She looked over at Heston and went to him. He had been waiting for her.
“ I need sealing and healing” ,she said to him ,in soft subtle and inviting tone .
“OF COURSE MY DEAR”, Heston said. He was more than happy to oblige and let his Darkness overwhelm and fill her with the LOVE of HATE! It was a world unto itself. Different rules and ways and so much to explore.
The Inkwell had just gotten started, the Ancients and the strength of Annapurina were going to AVENGE for Elle.
THEY WERE ANGRY too. The Universe and all the Worlds felt their anger.
Her Songbird Sang.
She heard his lament for her. Hers for him.
She cried for him , all over again.
Heston held her and SMILED; she was in his arms and domain now.
Not HIM.
Not her Songbird .
He laughed and kissed and “huggled” her with that particular thought !
He drifted off into sleep with her essence within him , her beside him.
They were content and happy , knowing that things were getting very , very dark between them .
Darkness had found bliss 🌹
The Inkwell was still !
Too still 🖤.
There was a small flicker from within , it was just a small ember .
An ember that was from the heart of Annapurina and her “clan “.
Ellarya was the head of this Clan and she had the heart of Annapurina , herself 🌹🖤💋.
Lying there in the Darkness , with her Dark Lord , that fire and glow began and build .
She was very very angry indeed , love and been overwhelmed , and that fire within her from LOVE , itself , became a glow to remind her , who she was and where she came from!
Ellarya wanted to go HOME 🌹
She really really thought about it for along time : I HATE HIM.
The White Tower was now occupied by Lady Yra and Giovanni’s daughters. Ellarya’s old home , given up for them all. It was a home that was filled with much happiness. Ellarya remembered when each of the babies and their draklings arrived in their home. The warmth and happiness that each one created.
She remembered the playing, the fun times. There of course many harsh times, when her marriage to Giovanni, finally broke down. He went with violence.
He shook her.
He hit her.
He threw hot scalding water , on her.
He punched and he beat her!
Let “him” ( him being Stefano) go, he screamed at her! She refused! She wouldn’t, not for him ( him being Giovanni).
A loyalty , that ultimately, Stefano , did not deserve.
She let HIM go! She let them all go, of her OWN accord!
Their music and light , just DIED, within her. She stopped hearing and feeling their heartbeats, their aura. Their souls were no longer connected , in the Universe. All the love they had and shared, dissipated into the VOID. She never heard or listened to any of them ,again. TRISTAN, being the biggest disappointment.
The Aquamarine Eyes , forever ,now closed too! 7 days , it took those Special and gifted Eyes to shatter her hearts. However, she did still listen to his unique sounds and vibrations. She would always be able to see and feel him, in her heaven. He would remain her friend, into forever. She would always recognize and see him. She had tears in her heart and eyes when she felt him and heard him. She had loved that one, deeply and that’s why her hearts shattered. She did not expect that of and from him, known as The Aeryk.
Opposite , in the dark forest , across the Chesster Fields , was the Dark Tower.
This was Ellarya’s other school, the Master , here was our Persian Prince: Heston Azar.
The path to the Dark Tower was hidden and tortuous ! IT was filled with thorns and pits and mudslugs. Flies and insects and stinging , stinking flying ones.
Woven and weaven ,the roots , that could decide to grab you , hold you and bring you to the Carnivorous Succulent Plants , that loved the taste of flesh. These plants were special , the created a mist, a sound and they had a functioning heart beat that , bounced and pummelled and connected them all.
The Dark Tower when reached, was suddenly there. The path opened to a secret garden. IT was divine in its dark and herberous plants. One that delighted the sensual and lustful side of life. It held many aphrodisiacs and poisons too.
The Dark Tower was encrusted with special jewels. They all had different functions. They cast spells and offered protection. Only the very special would see and recognize what they were.
A lovely grand arched doubled solid oak door way, It was much like the THRC, just above ground. It was a spectacular entrance into a grand open planned Reception floor.
The Reception floor was opulent and enticing. It had a waterfall that sparkled and released its mist. It had grand plants in the central atrium that surround the Amythyst Fountain. A fountain crystalized GEODE that came from the very same mountains of the Daggers that belonged to our Prime.
The Reception Floor had a seating area with posh sofas and cushions to lounge and be lounged. It held draperies and screens to offer required privacy if needed.
It had an oval table with a large and wonderful paired Candelabra, that adorned the two ends of our oval table. Large back plushed Velvet chairs. The cressenda behind was always filled with edibles. treats and Canteenas of lovely liquids , to quench a variety of thirsts. This of course , included The Aeryk’s enticing Strawberry Whiskey Cordial. A simply delightful, after dinner, “mood” , enhancer.
The back of the Reception floor was a pool and series of powder rooms. Smaller versions of THRC, divine , luminous and made for more than one, small enhanced Powder Room Dens.
There were 7 floors down and 7 floors up, to the top Light house level of the Tower. The spiral staircase that were just half steps that spiralled from the top Light House level to the lowest of the Subterranean Levels. Each level had its own purpose and design.
Prince Azar had brought Ellarya down to her old teaching chambers. He advised her to part the curtains and lie down on the bed there ,as she used to after a long day of their studies and endeavours.
The bed was old- fashioned. Dark Ebony Wood. Four Poster Bed with a Dark Crystallized , weave Canopy. Sheer Curtains hung down the sides , with splits to part ,as the Prince desired , when to look and instruct her.
Before she lay down , before him , to observe her , once again, Ellarya said to him , ” where is my key Heston? You had it last. You can’t get into the Diary of the Ancients, Heston. You know , you can’t.”
He came up to her , his intrument in hand, He reached up to her and caressed her hair, as he put the misplaced strand behind her pointy ear. He brought his face close to hers, so their breath exchanged. He did not look at her , he turned his cheek so it was just millimeters away from her and whispered, as he began to play, and sang to her so , softly, in response….. I don’t have to, I am ” the KEY “!
With that , he played. He played so she began to move and glide into position on her bed. He played until she changed for him . He continued to play , as he then said in a very light and delicate tone, tell me what it was ?
She said, he would rape my daughters. She said , he would skin my sons alive. They were still only little. She said, he was going to strip me down, tie me naked to a steel bed and leave me there starved to almost to death. She said , he was going to let my babies suffer without their mother. He didn’t care. He kept her money and spent it. He sat back and lied and cheated. The so many NDAs that really existed. His poor wife , in the other realm, the facade of family and congeniality that he conveyed. She had put those visions , into Ellarya’s head , that Kurghan Dowager . She said such things , about Giovanni. She was so , so jealous of her love that she had for him. She recalled how she berated her for loving him, more than her. The Khurghan did not forgive her , for keeping Giovanni’s confidences, before hers. She said the worst things, about Giovanni. She spoke these words about him , someone , who loved her blindly. She did this , to our Starchild Ellarya , she had served her well. The Khughan : a fake , a phoney , a real pretender ! Hind Sight is a powerful thing , for Ellarya , it ws a great teacher. She had reached out to her Hind Sight, who actually gave her the first hint of what she needed to do .
The Kurghan Dowager was a true , re- incarnation of the worst of those dark feelings , she held within.She danced around the accusations repeatedly , taunting Ellarya with her cruel words about Giovanni.
She had lashed out against him. She tore him to pieces. She made him feel less than he was. He left , never to return,Stefano.
The other turned to solace in substances. His Angel being so far from his reach, He could only have visions that floated around him, Tristan.
The Prince played on and listened, he heard her worst ! The sounds were dazzling with confusion. Just the notes came from our Prince. He played , sat in his throne chair , aside the sheer curtains and watched and listened to her confessions.He watched her as she moved and released the pain, with the words. With that, they too were banished into the past.
The sounds and the tones changed. Heston sent her into trance. He called for her healer. He floated down to her , his spirit. It was lighter , whiter, brighter , like a delicate feather.
Our Prince played and watched as Ellarya’s Starlight joined her.
He departed and left this Starbright Spirit to heal her crushed soul and her shattered hearts.
Giovanni would learn of what his beloved and treasured Kurghan, had said about him. Ellarya would make sure , he knew. All, she ever thought about him, amounted to devious , vile acts . She thought of him , as , less than NOTHING, as , she made these pronouncements about him. Ellarya NEVER , accepted the Kurghan’s words about “her “Giovanni. She loved him, until such time , Giovanni was banished and never allowed to enter Ellarya , her domain, or hearts again.
Heston pulled out the dagger that Alagron had left her, and he CUT that final strand and freed her from Giovanni’s hold. Prince Heston was a Dark Alchemist. His skill , his mastery, he would never let his student suffer. Her darkness, now belonged to him.
He was the “key” . He had it locked , that cold steel “key” that opened the Diary of the Ancients, in his hearts. He wrapped that strand around the steel key in his hearts. He was a Scarabflairy with Golden backed wings, darkened blackened purple tail. He strummed and beat and his wings with precision and grace. He was a Genius and perfection in all that he released.
His skills , in Dark Alchemy were the best in the realm, not even the Kughan could match him. He and Ellarya were Master Commander and student.Always.
Prince Heston Azar, our dark , handsome, mysterious Persian Prince, he could open the Diary of the Ancients, this was the Secret , he held . He held it from Ellarya. He read and knew all about her. He always had.
The plane, the plane that friggin ,flipping, frucking plane. It pounded in Ellarya’s head. She had her head on Giovanni and he had wrapped himself around her. She looked up and him and he said to her. I am sick. I am dying. She looked over at Stefano and looked straight through to Parian and said ? He can’t go under the wheel. I won’t let him. She sat and thought and with a whip and a flash , a portal opened.
They were flung through all of them. Travelling fast and free they dropped onto the Great Plains Planet: MANITU. It was Prairie Land. The land is flat , there isn’t a hill insight. Wheat and golden grain as far as the eye can see. NO grain silos , in this place. It was before the ACID Rains of arrivals. The lands on this planet were still pure. The buffalo roamed and migrated and were thousands in number. The plains indigenous people had their villages and the different ways depending on tribe and location and back ground origin. The teepees and the villages had backgrounds of all origins. The smells , the food, the dances, the beverages celebrated and heard : the Folklore of that particular village once a year. It was a Festival of Folklore of the different peoples that came to live in the Plains of Manitu. The Winters cold like Siberia and summer warm and dry like the Sahara at times. Rain can be plentiful and scarce but enough to keep the bread basket of this planet growing. Those on the water front edges either the great rivers lead out to the expanse of the planets continents and oceans. The plains moved along to the Foothill Mountains and wooded regions. The Mountain Ranges raised up from the foothills , high and mighty. Glaciers and lakes intermingled between the ranges of peaks. Vast and high, home of the Giants and Drakes. Wolves roamed amongst the wild Cats, the Bears. There were the smaller rabbits and hares , with variety of Preying Birds, including the Great Eagles. They lived in harmony in Manitu and celebrated all people and all origins once a year with the Folklore Festival during 2 wonderful fun weeks in the depth of the Summer Season.
Prime Hazel Praira reigned. Ellarya had to let go of Giovanni and go by her Prime’s side. She was 2nd again. I called you here to heal him. Allura, you are a very special healing herebral alchemist of the highest order and level. NO one possesses your skill and insight, your powers and gifts are unrivalled. THIS IS WHY YOU ARE HERE. THIS IS WHY GIOVANNI has clung to YOU. It is up to you to find a means, the way to fix him. Without your love, care and attention Giovanni and his sons, your sons will die. They are well protected up in the heavens by our Celestial 7 , the Diablo are sitting in waiting. Your twins will not be returned to you until you heal him. If you do, your portal back will be to the Ekuziel’s Cave itself. Giovanni and Stefano have to go back and run the Gauntlet to him to come and meet you, to secure the time line , in space and time. If you succeed , the time line will be preserved and it will be as if you have not left at all. I will bring Yra , she is after all apart of me. I am PRIME in this your homeland of your distant childhood, in a past life. Here, I still reign supreme. You are not Prime in all regions. You are only Prime because , I left and gave it to you. I know , it is something, you never asked of me. None of us were sure if you would step into your role. As you know, once you enter this circle and life there is no turn around. Your knowledge and learning continue to grow, you will be better able to access that learning from distant lives. You have that within you. You are part of the Circle and sisterhood of Primes , remember, I gave that to you- no one did that for you but me. Ellarya always acknowledged her Dowager Prime, and that in many respects still active despite the restrictions outlined and law in Rosedrop World. Other planets, other realms, other powers, different lay out of the ” rules “! All decrees can be be averted, the old classic – go around! Find a way. Ellarya had to find a way for Giovanni or he would go under the wheel, her heart strings and bindings go with him, always.
Giovanni had delayed her final steps to the Draconus Angeles. Would she ever get there?
Under the Pink Moon, Ellarya asked for her wishes to be granted. She prayed and humbled herself before them all. Would it help ? Prime Praira advised that she would leave them for a year. Elle’s pregnancy had been suspended . Their boys were safe and stable and slowly developing. The Celestial 7 were delighted with them. Started their training and passing of knowledge, to aid them at times of need and despair, as per custom.
Elle took Giovanni’s hand and lead him into the Shaman’s Teepee. She found herself surrounded by all her things. Her books, her bottles , her herbs, all her little things. The healing part of the Teepee had a small area separate region that was secluded off from the living part. Elle opened it up so it all blended and expanded the healing aura of their surround. The sleeping healing ” couch” was a series of animal skins raised up and soft. Ellarya laid Giovanni down and they melted together. Her lifeforce was not transferrable. Her lifeforce was tied up with their twins sustaining them. Giovanni’s life force was ebbing away. Her heart ached for him. She held him and said, “I know what to do”. He looked at her and held her close, their cheeks touching and he whispered, through parched lips, ” I know you do!”
Time went on and Giovanni was growing weaker. He was loosing his grip. ELLARYA started to chant. As she chanted, Giovanni would drift in and out of conscientiousness. He would float up to see their twins and play with them for a spell. She changed. She became a pure white and enlightened Butterflairy. She went up into the air, she kept going and going. She found the planet orbit and fluttered along it she went to the place where love began. She found and cradled her boys. Giovanni had already returned to his grounded form. She looked at her twins and held them. They squealed with joy as they recognized her voice and touch. She connected with their 7th eye to see them playing with Giovanni. He loved them. She knelt and dispersed herself into the celestial elements and asked. Her ask was granted. She cried, came back into being. She let go of her twins . She went backwards and down and back, the same way she came.
She fluttered down into the healing teepee and she chanted with Giovanni. She laid down beside him and joined him. Before she had left, she had pampered and oiled and fed him. He was as comfortable and pain free. He was pale and weak and his hearts beats were thready. She loved him. She transferred the lifeforce he needed to sustain and heal him and bring back him back to full and complete health. He spoke to her with a strong voice. He stood up and felt his strength, his power return to him. He looked at her all white. He walked around her, gazed down at her, felt the tips of her white wings. He let his own wings flitter down hers with a light and feathery touch. He stood back and said, ” Now, we can’t have you all in white now can we, THAT, won’t do at all. He smiled at her , gazed into her with such intensity, tears flowed from them both. Just US and they were all the colours of the rainbow: in white light which then sucked in all their togetherness in a Rainbow of Darkness , explosions of dark colours and rays and flashes: for them both, simultaneously. Entangled, enthralled Ellarya assured Giovanni was completely healed. The process of healing Giovanni took time, will, skill and grace. One year passed.
Admiral Stefano found the River waterways and went on a year long canoe trip. He camped out under the stars , canoed and hiked and ate off the land with his hosts and new friends. He also came for peace, learning and healing.
Parian stayed with Tristan, he found the tent with the Smoking Pipes.He had no issues staying within ” trance” for a year. Jerrick and their mates came along and joined them. It was a year of healing and time out. Plains and planes and ” planes” interchanged.
Prime Prairia came and brought Ellarya back into Ekuziel’s cave. Her Prime looked at her and said , only one twin will be returned to you. The other resides within Giovanni himself. He has been healed. One of your twins will remain with the Celestial 7 where your love began , you can go and see him there. Giovanni owes you his life. For peace, he will not remember that there were twins. Only you will know. There is apart of your son with Giovanni, name him as such. He will be fine. The Celestial 7 will protect him, you will not loose him. This is our promise. Prime Hazel made many promises to Ellarya, as did Admiral Stefano, they broke them , most of them, this one was kept. Giovanni lived. He did not pass under the wheel. Stefano and Hazel knew , if he had, Ellarya would leave and they still had not quite finished with her as yet. Time would tell if they could keep their word Ellarya had entered into a nightmare. A living nightmare. Hazel who cried out so much of the wrongs that had been done to her, had become the perpetrator. Ellarya was her prey.
Giovanni and Stefano entered the Cave and found a triumphant Elle was riding high on Ekuziel. They had bonded. Ellarya back being PRIME, as she had completed her quest, asked of Ekuziel: “to bring both her twins to her and preserve Giovanni’s lifeforce”.
For pure love and devotion, her request was granted. Elle secured the health of her twins , Giovanni and Stefano . Parian did not say a word. He waited his time once again.
Ellarya ,in the Essence of the Full Pink Moon , succeeded in the 7 stages to reach Ekuziel first and triumphed. Yra was there, as were the little Draklings and the lovely little Unicorns of dark and light.
Parian looked up at his wife and sent her his message… Marry me? She looked down at him and said ? in time.
The ” Unknown” laid in waiting ,ALSO!
In reality, one baby passed, one baby survived. You look at the one with you and wonder what both would be like. This is dedicated to my son: Tyler Stephen , always remembered, his twin: Dylan Jon, still with me. I am so PROUD of my SON(s).
Folklorama in the Province of Manitoba , Canada: Celebrations of the different Peoples that live On the Plains, every Summer. Fun times. Nothing like getting the Folklorama Passport stamped with as many Pavilions that you could manage to visit.
Ellarya lay there ,broken and bruised. She had holes in her wings. They were seeping blood. Her silver and gold flecks of her StarPower was leaving her. The Dreken stood over her and reared up to show himself! She looked and knew what was coming next.
You remember that very special nectar that Alagron was going to give you ?Well, you will receive if from source. She whimpered as he ” sprayed ” her! She was soaked with the essence of this being. She smelt of him. She moved at all she would be tasting him. He hovered over her. He laughed aloud laugh , as he sprayed her again with his saliva, it hit her as small droplets of blue cold ice that pierced her skin and had her bleed out anymore. Her wings were threadbare but they had the coating from Dreken.
She felt her will and mind , being emptied of knowledge. He was sucking out her essence. He had started to lick her again. As his tongue went over her, it felt like raked needles pricking and piercing her. She was left with small little pustular bubbles that developed in tracks ,where ever he touched her. She looked like she had ‘bleeding poison ivy’.
Dreken said to her, “Ellarya, did you know that Drakes , like flairies and humans, humaoids and all beings,never really leave this world? They only change form and can come back. Alagron will come back for you. IF not you, he will go after your daughters. What he could not do to you, he will achieve with them. He will target your sons. Where are they ? They are not with you ? They should be”.
The Dreken, carried on, “you have been blocked. Shame, we were going to get the snakelets to impregnate you with a ” litter”! Wouldn’t that be fun? To watch them all come slithering out from within you” ?
Ellarya listened . The Dreken was trying to fill her with hate, to turn her . Completely destroy all she believed. She listened and and looked around and became accustom to the Dark Cave. The glitter of the cold ice. The surround of hematite stalactites that hung down from the ceiling. She looked for the entrance/ exit.
The Dreken , himself, itself ,was a truly “horrible” beast of an anamule. He had really nasty sharp scales , each with its own set of barbs. The barbs , were like pin point tiny microneedles that one would feel, not see. The Barbs themselves, leeched out his own particular brand of venom. He controlled the snakelets. He had venom. His tongue was thick and blood black. His eyes were a deep , deep aquamarine, sometimes: blue, sometimes: green, sometimes : yellow, sometimes a combination of all 3, with threads of blood. His claws were sharp and curved and short. They were retractable. He could toy with them and stab with them. He could walk on his paws , soundless. He had the ability to silently creep. He was stealthy , agile and wild. His scales reflected the dark shades of all the colours of the rainbow . He absorbed and reflected them all. He sucked up and kept the darker side of things. He was a creature with only a miniscule of light. It was hidden. NO one could find it anymore. He was the closest thing to pure black. He was filled with hate, loathing and pathological destructive paths. He enjoyed and loved chaos, torture and pain. He thrived on it. He wove “hell” around him and enjoyed its pleasures. He took them whenever he wanted , from whatever creature he wanted.He had no shame, no conscience , no guilt. Such is true evil. HE had his eyes and everything else set on Allura and her progeny and Giovanni. In his world, hate would always be the “Victor”. The depths of pain and anguish, thrived and spurred him on. This cruelty, his cruelty knew no bounds. The essence of the degenerate from the Diablo 7 was concentrated in its hearts and blood. Darkness prevailed.
Elle heard them coming, the Snakelets. They came and hummed. She was almost gone. They came and settled on her. They sung and spread their wings on hers and attached themselves to her. They sunk and blended into her , soaking up what remained of her.
Ellarya had the power of earth. She had a green side to her. She used that to concentrate and get the wings of the Snakelets to not just blend but heal her wings. With the Dreken’s sticky spray, the Snakelet wings were like another skin covering. She used the green seeds to quickly mesh , a fine green vine. She started to hum along with the Snakelets. She had done so before. The hypnotic sound of chanting. It is was soothing to the monster before her and pleased him, a slight change was in the air.
The Dreken looked at her and smiled. She was singing. HE was winning her over. He thought the green in her wings was part of the process , of her turning to him. He was going to bond with her. He was going to break and surpass Giovanni’s hold on her. He was determined to avenge Alagron aka Guilio. He was not sure , how, he would do it. He was hoping to steal Giovanni’s sons off them both. He was furious that Giovanni had prevented this. He wanted to watch their birth , so , he could usurp them and hold them hostage. He was going to promise them the world, and deliver NOTHING. He was going to hurt Ellarya and Giovanni , through their children. He was going to deprive them of all the basics and watch them squirm with hardship through life. He was going to thwart her every move or trial of happiness. He was going to sabotage , every relationship, love she ever had. He was going to tear the light from within her hearts and being. He was going to win her to him and it had begun.
Everything Dreken thought was WRONG!
He looked and watched her sing , as her wings turned a lovely shade of green and purple, a very dark purple , it looked like it could be blood. It had silver and gold flecks, which he thought was odd. The silver and gold were tarnished, dark and off. This is how he saw them, their true nature was not apparent to him. He could not see or sense the light that was there. The green threads shimmered and seemed to let the holes in her wings shine , bright. Ha , she would never fly again.
The mesh , was very thin fine, ivy vines. The snakelets started to hover again and a new set came upon her. Dreken thought the constant change over and new assault of snakelets would finish her off. The new lot of snakelets, continued to help heal. Ellarya’s humming went along and she triggered her inner chakra vibrations with the very deep humming. She started with the Earth Chakra and was able to harness it and gather its strength to heal her wings. The Dreken thought she was changing and turning to him. Her chanting started to penetrate to his core, just what he wanted.
Ellarya loathed what he had done to her. If he managed to bind with her, he would displace Giovanni. The wish to be rid of him from her , this was not what she had meant. IF , the Dreken , hit and found that thought , he could use it to take Giovanni’s place with their renewed bindings. The Drakes’ magic , could do that. Ellarya had Drakon blood in her. IT was passed to her from Myrethe and Shakron. She was lucky , this helped bond and protect her children, to the little Draklings. IT is how they each were chosen, as Ryders. You become one with them and you have their sight as well , as part of their blood. Giovanni had the bondings with Devia and also Rubyna. Stefano had Orion. Ellarya ,was after Ekuziel. She could hear him, she had the ability to hear and feel the Sangflow. The Dreken had blocked it. He was wanting her to feel his dSangflow , the dark essence of drake blood flow and heartbeat. IF he could get her to hear him and feel him, He would be 50% on his way to bonding with her and binding her to him. Giovanni would be displaced.
Elle had used the Snakelets , her Earth Chakra to heal her wings, with the fine green , poison ivy mesh. She could fly , now , if she needed too.
ELLARYA changed. She turned herself into a form, called ‘Poison Avy’. She had venom , a sting, a deep dark seated side of her that belonged only to Giovanni. To save him and keep him bound to her, she revealed this side of her to the Dreken. She let him feel that deep , dark, intense, desires , she had with Giovanni, him and him alone. The Dreken warmed to these feelings, these flirtatious overtures. He felt she would be more than worthwhile to plunder and take hold of her. He was going to enjoy that. Ellarya let his attractions and desire for her build. She let out the scent from her Poison Avy self and went silent. The silence was more than deafening. The Cave was hot and heated and steamy. The blue icicles from his sweat , were , now visibly dripping from him. His saliva was building and his being was growing. At this point, Elle, asked to be released so she could come and sit and ” nest” with him and get to know her new surroundings. IT looked like she was going to be there for awhile. Dreken was very pleased. He felt himself , growing with pleasure for her. He said he was not quite done , with her ” debasing” process. He said the caterpillars had to come. He really wanted to see and hear her scream. So far, his torture had not elicited one sound from her. He was quite disappointed with that. Nothing like a blood curdling, high pitched deathly painful scream. A scream that hit the heights, the depths , the soul. Few have the talent to do so. Hitting those notes that hit the inner depths. He summoned them , the caterpillars , the millipedes, from the depths of the soil in the base and surround and height of his Den .They came. They started to crawl and slime over Ellarya. She thought she was done with them. They came with slime, with stench and foul swamp water. Not one sound , came from her. She remained silent.
Ellarya felt them crawling up and down her. The feel of thousands of little stickling acupunctures. She focused on the heart meridian. AS ,they reached and walked up and down this line, Elle activated her heart chakras. Within her heart , Elle had a piece of Stefano’s heart, with that , she connected to him. She had him feel what was happening to her. Stepfano and Giovanni were family , so , Gio through his family connections would feel the Dreken trying to displace his bindings to her. HE had just renewed them. He was not about to let her go.
Giovanni was up in the starlight with his sons: Deva Giovanni and Tristan Stefano. He had named one , Elle ,the other. He called on Yra and said to her, “keep them safe. The Celestial Trio will help you. YOU will be transported directly to Ezuziel with the drakes and drakelings. The great drakes will bring them through the connecting Flutter Lanes. Go , go now and take the babies. They will all be fine. NO one will harm my sons or daughters! I have to go and get my wife, which she was in this time and space and planet”.
Ellarya had successfully , contacted Giovanni and Stefano through her heart chakra. Her love and care and regard for them, never dissuaded , never given up, not ever turned. She believed in them, in spite of the cruelty dumped upon her. She kept faith with them and the belief , they would come and find her and make everything , alright. Keep the children safe. Was this , just false hope? Blind stupidity? It was ! Pure love does that, and this was the light that remained in her. Ellarya would not allow anyone to hurt Giovanni. She would not allow that, ever. Not any place. Not any lifetime.
Ellarya then took , the stenchy , horrible , swamp water . It penetrated into her, where it would change. She used her mother’s and grandmother’s teaching and opened up the Water Chakra . Hidden and located in her lower regions, what we would call the sacral region. She shimmered and shook and the heat of the purity of her thoughts , for light and love and faith, turned and purified that stank water into crystal clear water with silver and gold flakes. Her StarPower was being rejuvenated. The slime of those caterpillars was restoring what , Dreken thought he had drained from her. His hurtful actions, backfired. ( as most things of that nature, eventually do)
Ellarya was still bound on the cross rake. The Dreken took her metamorphosing, in front of his eyes with the creatures of darkness , blending with her , as her turning and changing and taking over her bondings. He heightened himself and started to strut and pump himself up. This was going much better than he had expected. He needed to add another level of cruelty upon her. He said he was going after YRA and ARY. Elle laughed at that , and said, well, its about time, someone did something about those two. They were both weights and chains around her and she would like to see that. ( the words themselves , being the farthest from the truth, she had spoken , in along time. Ellarya outright lied to the Dreken, completely and convincingly. IT was an ” easy” deception, Araswati ‘Kurghan’ was nothing more than a liar and a cheat. She deceived and hurt anyone whoever tried to care for her in anyway. She was selfish to the core. Yra on the other hand, Elle would make sure NOTHING would happen to her beloved ” friend” ! This she knew! Let Araswati pass under the wheel into the VOID. Let her be shaken and broken and fractured and splintered for every harmful lie she ever told Elle and all Elle’s loved ones ,especially Ellarya’s beloved children. Elle passed on these options, within herself , not wishing anyone harm in anyway. She would cherish and protect those she loved only that was her way around the cruelty that had been dealt her.) Dreken was dumbstruck , dumbfounded at the revelation and his heart soared. She had hate and vengeance within her: wonderful. Just intoxicatingly exciting. He was going to use the opportunity , to ask, she would like to see that and join their minds to see what he had in mind.
Elle asked , if she could be released first, stretch her Wings and have a dip in his pond. As you must be , realize, all the Drakes ‘ Caves had bodies of water with special properties , as well , as irrigate the surround and water the elements and beings around it. The Drakes ‘ Caves and dwellings , each , had magickal properties.
The Dreken looked at her , how she had changed with the joining of the snakelets and the caterpillars. She still had the horrible poison ivy blisters over her, swimming in the pond , would heal them. HE told her to remember the blisters, they were to keep her in pain and discomfort . She was to remember Alagron’s scream before she beheaded him. Giovanni heard that comment. Alagron was his drake and he had heard that cry. Elle heard it because they were connected. With that , Giovanni was able to locate Ellarya.
The Vegetation around the Drakes pond , was of course pitcher and snap drakon plants. The Carnivorous plants that eat. They can send of vibrations with chomping. Ellarya was released. She spread her wings , healed and she fluttered them and shook them. Small little flakes of her dead skin , her congealed blood and drippings of the delicate poison ivy mesh, hailed down on the plants. They tasted her and began to chew and vibrate with her essence. The blisters popped and burst and dripped down. She quickly plummeted into the water and out again. She came out as herself, healed. Poison Avy was sent into hibernation, within her depths. She was not eradicated, in case , her skills , as Poison Avy was needed again. The Drakon’s waters helped to transform her back to , herself.
They came! They all came: Giovanni, Stefanu. Tristan with Parian. Tristan reached her first. Giovanni whipped out his sword , his tail and before The Dreken realized what had happened, he had lost his head.
Tristan with Parian, kissed and held her and said , he wasn’t leaving her again. He asked her how she knew what to do ? They had nearly lost her. She looked at them all , as Giovanni, kicked and stomped on The Dreken’s head, more than livid at what had happened to Ellarya. He was dark , but , nothing like that. He walked over to Ellarya and Tristan and asked , if he could ” hold ” his wife !. He did so with courtesy and politeness , because he knew it was Tristan’s vibration sense that helped to get them all there and follow his locator binding , within Ellayra ( he had that there, for himself – thank the Creators, just in case ).
Giovanni said to her , Ellarya , you have passed Stages 5 and 6 to Ekuziel. You must now go through the last stage , to him, without us. We will have to leave you here and go back to our own quest to him. We have to restore the time line completely, or our sons, will be in jeopardy. She nodded , and asked them all to stay with her , a little while longer.
Stefano, whose, piece of his heart within her , held the key to her freedom and all of them finding her, looked at them all . He looked at them all, smiled , his beautiful smile at her.
Elle ,my” Muffin”, don’t you think , it is about time , I gave you that “HUG”!
Ellarya shook her head to him , looked at him ” squarely” and said, ” NO”! You are just ” TOO LATE”!
As she said , it, the ” Unknown” was stirring within her. Behind her eyes she felt those ” Green Eyes” looking directly through her. She thought, I am in very big trouble here, her heart strings fluttered and vibrated.
This chapter is dedicated to the Great Screamers of Rock n Roll! For myself: Dio. Gillian. Idol. Dickinson. Plant.
Ambassador Niccodemus and his wife were announced to the Emperor’s Court and allowed to take the long walk to him. The room was of asian , oriental decor and heritages combined. The oriental carpet was green, black and gold. There were long pillars along the way , with centuries.. Within those pillars were the Guardian Drakes whole and Spirits, sources of amulets and protective Wards. Clearly , weight bearing pillars that held up the levels above. A 3 storey , Pagoda type building. It had hidden depths, passages and some very private , hidden rooms, stone walled and Iron Cast Cages , beneath. The outside had opulent and manicured oriental gardens: sands and stones with extravagant water and mirrored features. The long end of the room had a small stage upon which was an Ornate Dragon looking Chair, with black panthers statutes on either side. The Drake could have been Alagron , if, it were alive. Seated was Emperor Pahn, long straight pin- like black hair, strong chin and jaw line with prominent straight nose and blue -black eyes that could look through and devour you. Ellarya looked and saw Stefano . He smiled and winked at her. Giovanni whispered do you see him ? Do you see who is sitting there ? Stefano was ‘superimposed’ , on Pahn, he was ” one” with him. Steve was going to enjoy watching Giovanni, kneel down and prostate himself before him, although it was actually Pahn, not ” himself” . They could see and feel him. Yes, part of this was going to be “fun”! They still rivalled with one another , on a variety of levels.
“Ellarya , this is a different space and time and in this life , you remember that you are my wife,my Lady”, Giovanni Niccodemus , whispered to his dearest beloved. It was a plea , more than anything else. IS that clear! His grip on her arm was fierce and possessive. She smiled and nodded to all the guests and royal occupants, household. As his grip tightened on her arm, his nails dug in, the fire and ice between them ignited and she changed before the court. She spread her gloried wings and simultaneously, Giovanni spread his. They presented themselves to the court in full Butterflairy and Scorpioflairy form. Elle ‘s colours of purple, blood red and green sprinkled with gold and silver shimmers , shone. The palace occupants were beside themselves with excitement at the couple, revealing their true selves. All had heard of them, few had seen them like this. They reached him and bowed and curtseyed respectively.
Emperor Pahn, not to be undone, stood up, and held up himself. He spread his own wings, that of a sting- ray with a sharped barbed tail. It emulated , Giovanni’s scorpio stinger. The chair came to life and Alagron stood up and breathed fire. The black panthers, reared up on their hind legs and spread their black and green wings. Alagron still belonged to Giovanni, unbeknown to Pahn. The panthers were Stefano’s of course, he was the Umbral Lord. He balanced himself within the host, keeping quiet and calm and listening to Pahn’s cold and devious heart. He looked at Ellarya ; yes ,she was indeed! He looked , he delved, he must have. Fun. He raised his barked tail and waved his wings and beaconed her with him , towards him.Yes, this was going to be an afternoon , he, they would not forget.
They all settled down , into their humanoid forms. The Pahn , spoke out: to Ambassador Niccodemus, “your Governor has recalled you. You are to leave immediately”, in a much softer and more delicate tone, Pahn said, “your good Lady -wife is invited ,to stay and wait for your return. She may leave with you now and is confined to your quarters and that part of the garden which is for use alone. You must go now, but with your permission, could she be allowed to stay and help me greet my other guests “? He pointed to the chair just to the right of his.
“Emperor Pahn, with your leave, of course she can”, Giovanni replied.He kissed his wife’s hand, bowed , turned around and left. Giovanni was fuming and once more that idiot cousin of his was sitting there with his wife and there was nothing he could do about it at all. Why had Valentio? recalled him ? Must be about money and the debt they all owed. Yes, that was waying down more and more.
Lady Ellarya Prime had not said one word. Not one! She was in stunned silence. “Come, Lady Niccodemus Prime , help me with my guests”, Pahn/ Stefano, said to her. She went up to him kneeled and looked up at him as he put his hand for her to kiss , his ring! Sheepishly his finger , found its way into her mouth and over her tongue and caressed it. His sting-ray tail, creeped up up her leg. It went higher and higher .He looked right into her , and through her with those blue – black eyes of his, with the hint of green surround. As she stood up to move, to the anointed chair for her, he squeezed her hand ,withdrew his tail, before releasing her hand, ever so faintly , just above a whisper, breathed out “HELLO Muffin”! He leered close to her and breathed her in. As he let his ‘forked’ tongue, slither out and just touch, the tip of her upper lip- so fast, no one would have seen it. Oh Yes, She could ” taste him! She could feel him within their connections. He was going to ” play” with her, in front of this audience. She steelled herself and her heart , with ice.
Ellarya played her role. Smiled , greeted and was diplomatic to all of Emperor Pahn’s guests. They were paying him homage and presenting him with gifts from all the regions of his realms. He whispered to Ellarya the gifts were actually ” taxes” and had to be paid! How else would things run. She answered him and said ,” you have a very bad reputation in this time and space “. Emperor Pahn, cooly replied to her, as he stepped closer to her, bent over her , he slipped his hand into her robe , so no one could see and said, ” and, so , do you ! ” His hand groped, and massaged , he felt her in places he should not have . Before she could react , his hand withdrew , as if , nothing untoward had happened. She just looked at him, hotly and did not say ” a word “. The shock , the surprise and the boldness of the act in itself , she was angry, frustrated and rather intrigued, to see if , anyone noticed. NO one reacted. As she looked , everyone seemed rather engaged with the flow of items, being gifted.
They worked through the day. Taking short breaks, for nibbles and drinks amongst themselves and the guests, being constantly served. The Emperor was flirtacous with all the court and presenters. He was rampant. When it came to Ellarya , he was subtle , respectful, so , that no one was aware but the two of them ( and Stefano , of course ) Everytime, Ellarya went for a drink, or a taste of a new and inviting delicacy. She was ‘invaded’ .,one way or another. His tail went up her robes, touching and probing and reaching. His wings would slip, up the sleeve of her arm and down the front of her dress, underneath, cupping and flicking and squeezing , as if the tip of his wings were licking and tasting her. In fact , that is exactly what he was doing. He had those specialized sensors on his wing tips. He was very functional , this Pahn. His wing tips flicking, and squeezing and tasting her. His tail, up her leg, rubbing and reaching. He did his best, to tease, appease, titillate and caress. None of it worked. Ellarya completely ignored his overtures, as , if they weren’t happening at all. As far as the court was , aware , they were oblivous. Stefano was fuming. He could do nothing, but make sure, that Pahn, did not compromise her completely. Then it happened, Aryn and Zohan with their clansmen, approached , Pahn. They said their gift to him was their swords, their protection. He nodded and glared at them. Patience “Muffin”, this is why you are here, with me ! Stefano intervened. You understand. She did, she got up and as they offered their gift, Lady Ellarya PRIME was the one who stood up , at the Emperor Pahn’s invitation, his hand had reached out to her, indicating she was to accept the gift .The Pahn advised the Court and the Courtiers that this gift was not just for him but also, the one , who accepted and took it. for him.He had Ellarya Prime take it off the lovers: Xichan and Zohan. Their allegence and fidelity had been sworn to Ellarya Prime! The two did not raise their heads. They offered their swords and allegince and obedience to her. They were indebted now to her service. Xichan and Zohan had been out manovered by STEFANO ,as the Pahn. did and he then pulled her back to be seated ‘on’ him, into his lap. Yes, he was going to enjoy this, immensely. He allowed both Xichan and Zohan to rise and look at him, with Ellarya Prime on his lap. Ellarya did not disappoint. She made sure that Xichan could just catch what was hidden to the rest of the court by them. Xichan could see all of Stefano’s caresses and invasions upon her person , in front of the court. Yes, Ellarya was revealing in this moment! All the absolute crap she had taken for that alter ego form ! As the clansmen couple moved back, the Court now saw that Ellarya was seated on the Pahn with Alagron’s wings surrounding them both. His tail had slide forward and protected them. Ellarya remained seated on the Pahn, in a much superior position, in the court , from when she had entered. Everyone held their tongues and gasps. They feared retribution . The Pahn’s guards had no mercy! They loved to collect taxes , in a variety of forms.
The Pahn and Stefano whispered to her , “yes , my Lady , you have their allegiance and swords combined with me. This joins us together. You know this joining must be fulfilled. I have every intention of collecting what is owed to me! This is not a tax , this is payment and thanks with gratitude for what , I have given to you.” Ellarya allowed his tongue to catch her for a second longer than she should. She allowed the caresses to delve and linger as long as he wanted. She did not blink or bat an eye.She let her wings shimmer and disperse shows of coloured light and scent to camouflage his overtures to her. Yes, the Pahn was going to play a symphony on and with her. Ellarya just loved to ” play” with them. Stefano was slightly alarmed , when it dawned on him that the attraction was now , not just with him, it was with the Pahn, himself. Ellarya had decided that she was going to be Empress and Giovanni and Stefano were going to be sent back to Rosedrop World, after they both had seen her rise to this position.
Ellarya Prime, child of light , of the sun with moon essence and power of the stars and elements , was going to rise from being Lady Prime to Empress Prime! To do this, She was going to have to engage , indulge and devour the Pahn, to satisfy his ” twisted” needs and desires. She looked at Stefano , within the Pahn, knowing he was going to enjoy all of this as well! The Dark within her was flowing!
The SilverBlue Butterflairy Clansmen, retreated. Realizing that Emperor Pahn , had them all just declare allegiance not just to him, but to Ambassador Niccodemus , the realm , he also represented and his Lady -wife, As Ellarya Prime took their swords, and accepted their pledge and gift: it was pledged and gifted to her first. Ellarya PRIME took it all in and said. Well, well , well, aren’t you just a ” clever” clog. Pahn looked at her deeply , letting his hand roam through , around, as well as, slightly penetrating into her discreetly, and he replied to her, ” of course, I am “! They just declared and gave allegiance to you first. Not quite what they planned. The babies are doing well , are they not ? You feel well , don’t you ? This was Stefano talking, not Pahn. He looked at her and slowly withdrew his hands from her, that was Pahn, not Stefano. Stefano, did enjoy feeling her and being close to her again, even if it was this way. Giving her a tempestuous smile. He leaned into her , so, she could feel him, all of him., once again Pahn, not Stefano She dare not move, or his discretions would be there for all to see and she would be ‘compromised’. She looked at Pahn and saw Stefano within. She wasn’t sure if she cared or dared. It was an intriguing position to be in. She had the two men within her grasp and hold. Th court looked at the now Emperor with his Empress and knew that there had been a shift in the balance of Power , throughout the Universe.
Ellarya , once again, hid her surprise, and nodded. Stefano , within Pahn , mumbled into her ear, “the cloaking of the twins, is for the rest of the court and your safety”. Pahn then said , “She was here with him, with Giovanni’s full consent. She was to remember that”. Ellarya looked at Emperor ,The Pahn and said, ” yes, that’s right, and I will honour him, in this space and time” .
Pahn, looked at her and said, ” will , you now “, are you so sure, you will be able to resist me”? Ellarya looked at both’ Pahn / Stefano with a subtle and defiant stare and said, “I have no intention of resisting you! “We will see, just what we can mange, shall , we hae some fun on this throne? “!
She suppressed the urge to laugh in his face, as a shiver of pure revulsion, shook through her. Stefano started to cry for her. She felt his tears, as, she suppressed her own. Our Lady Prime knew what would happen to her , if , she were to dare laugh in his face or openly defy him. She let his finger find her tongue and she let ir roam around, she was going to have to get used to the Pahn’s ways.
“The Silver Blue clan has departed and so must I, find out what is behind the Belladona Berries. You maybe Emperor , Monsieur Pahn, but I am still Prime! ” , “thanks to you an Empress Prime”. She wasn’t sure if she was talking to Pahn or to Beaumont. Either way, she knew that she was going to be invaded one way or another! . He had probed and pushed and penetrated her, in a way , she could not object. She had to remain diplomatic and demure. First time, she was so grateful for the protection of the layered dressing robes , she had been attired.Giovanni had insisted on dressing her before they left. She wasn’t sure if he knew , if it was his way of controlling her: this is what you say, this is what you do, this is what you wear, on and on. If she disobeyed him? It seemed one way or another to be under his control. He was the same Giovanni that had placed her in that bubble and killed her and their child.
Yet, she really missed Giovanni and she actually shed a few tears for him. She missed him. She missed him terribly. She missed him , that her heart ached for him. She missed him , like she had never missed him before. Actually, she could not remember a time or place when she did miss him , ever …. so , why , now? It must be the babies! His babies. She was still and listened and she heard it…. the humming draconus, central, cardiac beats of Ezkuziel. She could find him with those sounds. She could feel the flow of ‘SANG”, his blood flow. Yes, she was sure she was the only one hearing him. She bowed and humbly kissed the Emperor’s ring , which he then placed in his mouth, and licked his lips for her to see. With an icy stare, she requested permission to leave. It was granted with a smirk , which , implied, ” for now.”
She departed and went to her rooms. She disrobed as she entered Giovanni’s rooms, and let them drop , in layers, as she walked into the bathing room, and soaked , and washed and cried. However, she had that allegiance from the SilverBlue Clansmen. She wish she had a bubble wand ,to check on their twins. Giovanni was right, neither of them could cope with the loss of another son. They had to do something to save both babies. She heard it again. The drumming cardiac draconus beats and the ‘Sangflow’. The ‘Sangflow’ called her. She went into cocoon mode, so she could feel and connect and see the pathway to access and be with Ekuziel. The Draconus Angeles was looking for its rider, if she got there first?
Pahn was a “PIG” HE was engaging with her with such delicate subtlty , she was almost welcomed his overtures , the intricate , daring nature of his advances , so publically , had a height of danger and inticment to them., almost addicitve. She really did love that side of things. Gosh what would he do , if he saw her true dark self. She smirked and laughed within. . She would love to ” hog” tie him down and give him , a dose of his own medicine. She really love that role within her. If it hadn’t been for Stefano trying to restrain him , it would be much worse. She had guessed that he was going to demand that the old rule: observation of the couple consummating their marriage and partnership, was one that he really enjoyed. The Pahn really enjoyed such displays, he had the lower chambers of his Palace designed as such. Such was the positions of kings with their queens in the past , to assure the joining of the newly ” married Couple” !
The Umbral Lord was very good at host invasions, usually. He was not fully successful with this Creature. Pahn was evil , through and through. Stefano was not, that was the problem. One day, Ellarya decided , she was going to take those clan swords and slice right through Pahn for what , he did to her, in front of his court. This would leave her as Empress and Supreme.If the court noticed , no one let on they did. She wasn’t completely revulsed. It was after all a necessity. Giovanni had warned her the previous day during their bath. He told her she had to obey the Pahn and secure her position with him and await his return. He would then reclaim her as his wife and be Emperor with her! Giovanni warned her that if she betrayed him in this, their twins could be lost. She was gaing worlds for their children, all of them! He wanted a world for each one of his children , his sons as well as his daughters. Giovanni, said that their worlds was to be provincial and state Governors when they grew up! He wanted his daughters jointly in charge of Rosedrop World and his Sons, in charge of Planet Orchaidia . Giovanni was a big planner and dreamer and he had no hesitation to PIMP out his wife to get it!
In truth, Pahn , usually ,would make sure that there was nothing barring his way , conquer and invade, the chosen, right in front of his court. He would appear ,as if he was doing nothing more than, having a solemn conversation, getting a closer connection and welcome to his afternoon guest. He would have them, delicately invaded , until his dampness,subtly coated them both. Ellarya Prime, was saved this by the Umbral Lord’s quick thinking to use the dressing robes as protection. Thankfully, it worked. Lord Admiral Stefano looked at the space, she had occupied , long after she left. Pahn had momentarily gone into paused, relaxed suspension. Steve sat in his front of receiving room , now alone and waited. Giovanni stepped back in to the room from one of the hidden side entrances. ” She did well! Didn’t She”?
Stefano looked at him and said ,” she did”. Giovanni , said to him, “you really need to stop , mauling her like that! She doesn’t like it”! Stefano , said to him, Are you so sure ? ” Giovanni, ripped back at him, ” I am ” , you can’t bring ‘it ‘out of her, only I can do that! ” And with that , he looked at Stefano and said, Valentino says , “the poison berries, are because of the amulet that you took. Do you know what he means “? He also said, “you need to pay your debt. You know what he is talking about ? He said that he has written to you, your own heads of your governing factions and that , there has been stonewall- silence/ no response”. He said ,” that you have harmed children and starved families and usurped homes. What on earth ? Is he talking about. You know , I am a philanthropist and I don’t approve of such abhorrent deeds ,against any being “.
Stefano ‘s face looked worried and he replied, ” yes”, I took an amulet off the clan, the essence of it, helped to protect Ellarya and all her children and yours through space and time. I gave it to her in her bands and symbolized and entrusted and encrusted to her in a ring of mine. “
Giovanni, said to him, “Ohh, you mean , the ring you gave her when Jade was born “? Stefano , nodded in agreement. “You saw that? ” Giovanni , said , he did not, he felt it. There was a difference. ” Stefano , Giovanni, said to “him “, what are we going to do ? I don’t want to loose another son. ” Stefano , said to , him. ” we won’t”, the problem , is, someone , is trying to block your sons, before they arrive. They are trying to get at YOU! At me at “US” , this is our family Giovanni. We need to establish , “why” ? Someone , is trying to bring down our “house”! There is something , in the future, they are trying to ” block”! We must work out what it is!
Giovanni, nodded in agreement and went to join his wife. He had a delightful surprise for her. He had missed her , this afternoon. He never missed her. Not ever , not once, in all the years, but he did this day, and he was not sure, quite, why ?
Pahn went to his quarters, where, 4 attendants waited for him. They pampered and catered to his every whim, every wish and every sensual need, in a variety of poses and positions that pleased him greatly. Lord Admiral Stefano hovered and looked and left. He wasn’t sure how he was going to explain this. She looked really upset with him. Had never happened to him before , that , he could not fully control the host. Wow, this Pahn is something else with his sexual exploits and now he had his eyes set on Ellarya .
He had made her his Empress !
Pahn had a taste of her and he would go for more, of that Stefano was sure. Giovanni would have to kill him. He would kill him. Yes, he would have to go before the Consummation Wedding Night Party was planned.
He would tell Giovanni in the morning.He would have to reveal all to Giovanni , eventually. He figured the best way would be to “playback” , the afternoon for him. He would use dreamscape and their 7th eye connections with Ellarya and have her show him , what she endured. He decided that he needed to rest and play it all back for himself. As he observed, he realised that Elle was not as revulsed as he had thought. He caught her coy smiles and such look of “shocked” surprise , as , she actually played and moved in and out of his reach. He observed and realized that it was the other way around, Empress Ellarya Prime, was playing them all, including the Pahn. Her Darkness was dawning.
Giovanni went to his quarters, expecting to find Ellarya resting. He went into the bathing room and saw that she had cocooned herself. Something had happened. The cocoon was empty. He looked around. She had left. Had she gone back to her own space and time? Giovanni, could not see , the full extent of Pahn’s intrusion into Ellarya. But he knew , it had to be ,”that stupid Pahn”. He told, Stefano , he couldn’t get past that idiot. This was a chap who had what he wanted, anyway he wanted it. He was cruel and calculating. Much like ARYN, delved into the being , to know them, to conquer and manipulate.To get what he wanted, no matter the cost , the effect. As a Supreme leader, he had total control over his domain , his realm. He tolerated, no disobedience of any kind.
Well, if you can’t over power him, then you have to join him to get around him. He would have to find Stefano, he had to be lurking around somewhere not far. Taking over a host is very complicated. Perhaps, they should have included Ellarya , in their plans. They had figured the element of surprise would be the best approach. But was she upset about Pahn and his reach or touch or was it him ? Did Stefano , get through to her or had they both, upset the applecart , so , much, she would simply banish them both. She was one stubborn female, kind and sweet , but if and when you pissed her off! It was explosions of a very a murderous nature.
Stefano felt that everything had now changed between them. He was right. Ellarya would never be able to look at him again , with those unblinkered eyes. She would see him as he was, then, he was part of Pahn, a cold -hearted tyrant, cruel and power hungry. She knew , he was NOT Pahn, maybe he was worse/ He had afterall joined with the Pahn and he was there and present as they both touch, probed, licked , twisted , delved in and out of her. They had put her through alot and she smiled and played and glittered and flowed and glowed and sent out lovely colourful light bursts and really put on quite a show for them all that afternoon. IT was as if she had instigated the whole thing and was in charge of them all! She really did lean into him just once too often , to totally be revulsed by the Pahn !
She was now an Empress , with all the enhancements and gifts that came with her new position and POWER!
Time would heal, perhaps, perhaps not.
She would look at him differently, feelings between them, now changed.
He was not ever sure, if they would return.
She wasn’t sure , if he would ever care?
He did. ( Giovanni)
He always did.( Stefano, like all men of power, he wanted to retain what he had conquered and thought of as his. )
Giovanni could feel , his beloved upset. He could feel it. How to eat ” humble pie” ! She is going to let rip at them both! He knew it. Giovanni , decided it was time to get some rest. Find Stefano and they would have to ” tackle ” Empress Ellarya Prime! together.
Our Empress had turned her impossible position , being at the receiving end of the worst from , some friends, from colleagues , from some neighbours , when she was helpless and powerless to fight back, when her kindness and generosity and belief in her ” friends” was taken full advantage , at that bottomless pit of despair, SHE FOUND HER POWER!
They would need help! Time to get to Ekuziel, the great Draconcus Angeles.
This particular chapter is dedicated to those who found themselves compromised. To anyone , who has felt powerless to do anything ,because someone ‘cornered you’. To the system that ,would ‘blame you’, that needs to change attitudes that recognize and support, hear and see you.
Equally, to anyone who has been unjustly accused and persecuted. To the ‘innocent’, falsely accused, that same system that,’ blames you’ .To all who didn’t listen.
For time to show that you stood up regardless of being ‘cornered’, either way.
May circumstances and life help you find your way and feet again.
This is mine.
Be Well.
As per the ancient ways, “Blessings Be”, unto you each day with Sunshine & Light.
Ellarya was calmed by Stefano. He had made sure Oryon’s Blood had coated every inch of her and within protecting the babies, putting two into hibernation and his Jade into development. He kissed Elle’s neck as she sat on his lap, their wings quiescent and overlapping by their sides. Her tears had finally stopped. Ellarya was in the last stages, of this elevation of her development as Shadow Prime. She had the flutterlanes becoming part of her emotions. The inherited pain of the Degenerate and its Filth. This was stored in special bands that remained closed and sealed until such time they were added, released, triggered. As Ellarya was now with child , the bands remained sealed , their sad contents and distressed away from her children. Stefano moved his hands down her torso and laid them flat lower down. Ellarya put her hands on his reaching and shifted. Stefano felt her and the mood changed within them both. The pond began to lap and beat waves. Oryon glanced over at them and withdrew. He flew out and up and roared. He went to call his own mate.
Stefano watched as Ellarya become alight with fire as he moved with her. They stood up and looked at the pile of hay in the corner . Ellarya blew a cool breathe and it froze. She coated Stefano’s feathers with light icicles and enticed him over. She picked up one of Oryon’s sharp white scales and closed her palm on it. She felt the pain and bleed and lite up. She joined Stefano and together they joined and ice water began to flow with the mixture of blood and sweat. The Cave was filled with the sentiment and smell of love and lust and Dragon’s blood. You could almost taste the emotions of them all in the air. A new life was on its way and Stefano was more than overjoyed.
Oryon’s Cave was a vast myriad of smaller caves and trickles of streams that carried different qualities and properties from the different regions of this Magickal World. The hoard was vast. Admiral Stefano was not just the Captain of the Chinta Rose alone. He had a fleet, a WHITE Light “Pirate” Fleet. The treasure within these Caves spanned many lifetimes not just the present age. IT spanned the last 7 ages of time. These Butterflaires belonged to the World of Elves. In their humanoid form , their ears are pointy. Their skin translucent and of lighter , more delicate textures with a glow that ranged from fair to dark. Elves found in all tones and colours and heritages. The treasures from these different worlds and magickal beings. Stefano took Ellarya to the Indus Cave where the scents and flavours of the Indus Valley prevailed;these caves held the heritage of her own origins. Water that flowed from the origins of “Annapurna” itself. Ellarya had some of “her” qualities, dangerous and difficult to ascend. The colours of Holi celebrations delighted the eyes. This year coming Holi bonfires and Bonfire Night of the Autumn Season prevailed on the same Night.
Elle and Stefano enjoyed the Delights of the Indus Valley Alcove and its contents and found a copy of The Kama Sutra. Stefano gave Ella , a knowing glance and said this is how we are going to live the rest of our lives. A way of life and love and enhancement to enlightenment. Enjoying the duality of being a couple. Ellarya was exotic and supple with Stefano. She danced for him and played with him. He was a traveller of many lands but here he felt a peace and inner depth of connecting with Ellarya. She gave without prejudice or thought and she loved him with no restraints. She touched him deeply. The aromas of the art of love with the divine scents of spice and intensity , enveloped them both as they continued to explore one another.
THEY felt him. Giovanni was on his way back. We are many years back from the present , but the Seasons the same. The Autumn Equinox upon them. He was returning to check on Ellarya. Time to head back. Oryon had left. Ellarya said that she had to go see Alagron before they left. She connected with him and advised him to continue with the elusion vision for Giovanni that she was in the Tower and skirting from there to her parents GHS and the Village charity shops. The ChessterFields both dark and light were getting posed for the incoming battlements of Old Hallows Eve.
Giovanni was happy in the knowledge that his spells had worked. Stefano was no where around Elle and she was busy working. He found that her visits to go THRC were not daily. This struck him as odd. He figured ,Ary was in one of her moods . Everyone just decides to keep clear. Ary claims, she has no control over her emotions and their reactions. Truth is , she does and used it as a tool to manipulate and threaten. Love and respect for her talents, everyone just let it ride. Ary held the knowledge and sadness of the Degenerate who lashed out Filth. She felt it ; so everyone decided that it was best to keep quiet in things they didn’t quite understand and support her “tantrums”. Araswati ‘s tongue was sharp and cutting and there was only Ellarya who could stand it on almost daily basis. Stefano only in short and sharp bursts. His Ary as he remembered her , had seemed to vanish. He missed her. He always left him. She always found something, or someone else more important than him and took off. HE would love to have her back , he found solace with Ellarya . How to make that last, he was not quite sure. Jade would bind them together into parenthood, it did not mean she had to stay with him.
Ellarya was working very hard. Working in her Herebral Alchemist post and taking care of Ary was basically two full- time jobs. Giovanni was pleased , with her taking care of Ary, his ” cockroach crush” on her intact. Gio would be back for the weekend. He was going to surprise his hand-fast wife. He could hardly wait. He was so very pleased with himself that his spell had finally worked.
Stefano and Elle had 3 days to get themselves and Ary sorted. Stefano would not let Elle and himself depart without trying out some of the suggestions from within the Kama Sutra pages. The sultry tastes and emotions of the Indus Valley took an exciting emotional roller coaster for them both. They stayed a couple of days in that Alcove.
Elle and Stefano emerged from Oryon’s Cave. They looked up. Below the highest peak of the 6 peaked range , the 4th one in , Oryon emerged from yet another Cave. He had been with his mate also. Stefano smiled with the knowledge and insight.
They rushed into Alagron’s Cave and Alagron was bursting with joy to see Ellarya . They both came in and as per the custom of presentation of this Cave and its host- they both prostate themselves in their humaniod Butterflairy and Scarabflairy forms. Ellarya was summoned . Stefano was beaconed to take a comfortable seat. He watched as Alagron tasted and enticed Ellarya and renewed their connection. He watched as like a ballerina she twisted and performed for him. The fireballs mixed with sweat and blood. Her flavour dissolving on this tongue, inhaling through his nostrils , touching and feeling within his heart that joined them. She twisted and turned and enraptured them both. Alagron’s tongue utilized as an acrobat’s apparatus. Steve watched and held his breath, with some of the more daring manoeuvres. He never knew. Alagron deposited a dripping and inviting Elle in front of Steve, for him. She knelt down before him and bowed to him and said to him the word’s she had never uttered to any male species or kind: ” My Lord”! She humbled herself before him. An act of pure love and devotion , not because of a promise , because of the being he was and was to her. Stefano lifted her up , he held her in his strong arms, feathered wings. He pulled her inside them , so he could hold her close to him. He walked steady and strong with her in his arms and wings. They entered the Guard’s room. The dark branches of the brown vines closed and sealed the entrance. Hearts became one and pain within each of them from their own partners , were momentarily cast aside. Juices flowed red and purple and cobalt blue. Dispersed within them both, exchanging and interacting with their inner selves with one another. Connecting to each other in ways, Stefano made sure would keep Ellarya enthralled with him for quite some time. Protection and 7th Eyes all intact. Elle more than humbled herself to Steve Beaumont; she gave herself to him completely. This one and only time. No one else had ever achieved that with her. The qualities of Annapurna , Ellarya Sierra was more than most to have her be humble and conquer. Stefano had found the path through to her heart and soul of this Butterflairy’s mountain fortress. Silver and gold tickles joined the forces of flow and energy that connected them.
It was time to find the Chinta Rose and return “home” to Ary. Once back on deck,the Admiral advised Ellarya to go rest in his bunk ,in his quarters and wait for him. with a very “wicked smile”. He put the ship on transmediate directions ,so it self propelled and drove itself back the route they came. He joined her in his quarters for their return trip. Another blissful interlude, before arriving back into their ” real world”.
Back on the pond, the Chinta Rose went down in its bubble and emerged in THRC. They fluttered up and out ,into a huge mess. Ary was on the floor and could not get up. Ellarya calmed her down. She was cursing and swearing and lashing out. She was top heavy and could not get herself turned upright. Shards of magical power sliced through the air. It shattered some of the wood work . There were splinters everywhere. Mimi and Mini went and cowered in the Dragon Alcove. Shyvra was beside herself with anger for Ellarya ,for leaving her mistress in this way. Ellarya didn’t shove crap down her gob and make her , how she was- she did that all by herself with secret excursions and binges. She hid food.
Ellarya’s healing and herebral professionalism , kindness and care with all the love she could muster: went over and gently turned her and advised her how to push herself up again. Ellarya got tea. She whisked around cleaned up and ran out to the stores to get the required supplies and all was well. Stefano marvelled at the kindness and expedience with which she took care of Ary. Steve knew it was all for him.
Stefano sat with Ary while Ellarya had gone for the supplies. He had a brief visit with Ary and said he needed to return to his own domain. He was LIVID with Ary for putting on weight and neglecting herself .He ranted at her and berated her in the worst way. No way to treat someone who carried such hurt and despair within her. He was not kind to her at all, just hoping it would give her the kick up her huge backside to sort herself out. He actually missed her. The harsh words spurted out, were ones coming from his own hurt, dismay and frustration and not being able to help her himself. He had to rely on Ellarya and her generosity. How long would that last? Stefano partially loved Elle, for this.That was how it sort of started and they developed from there. He cared for Ellarya and always would. He would make sure , they would always be friends. He looked at his Ary and tears fell with frustration and anger. Elle heard about it all , when she sat with Ary, in one of their sessions. She played the scene for her , but that was some time away.
Before leaving , Steve checked on the drakes, Mimi and Mini. He ran into Ellarya as she had just returned , outside the Butterflairy Tree. He took her in his arms swooped her up in a crushing hug and whispered to her, “My Muffin you are carrying our little Jade, she is our little Muffin. ” She saw his tears and wiped them. Ellarya looked at him. She questioned him: “You are happy ? “He was. He nodded and kissed her and hugged her. He promised her all was going to be well. He would see her soon. He left. Elle had a feeling it was going to be sometime before she saw him again. She hugged him and kissed him back, not wanting him to leave. She never wanted him to leave. With a slight tear in his eye, he made his way to Mount Lilley Hill.
The Chinta Rose had shrunk right back down .Steve had picked her up off the THRC ‘s Hessian South Sea Carpet, the ocean swirls having died down back into its Special Cobalt Blue Hessian strands,with its special magickal sea properties within the Carpet. The Chinta Rose , he put her in a glass bottle with just a touch of the South Sea Water to cradle her. She went back on the mantle at Steve’s place. A small shelf by his simple Hearth. There also stood a portrait of Chintamani, the lovely lady , Admiral Beaumont named his ship. A true friend of his and his mother , much of his life. A mother figure to both him and Ellarya , alike. Elle just loved her. She passed an Ocean away, a long time ago now. There isn’t a day that passes that her loved ones don’t miss her. Chintamani was strong, and gifted and beautiful and she adored all her children and her friend’s children. One son in particular, held a special place in her heart and that was Stefano. It was reciprocated, his prize ship named after her.
Ellarya sighed, wiped away her own tears and went back for tea . Sat with Ary. Elle was thrilled she was having a little bud Butterflairy and her name was Jade. Ellarya had bought some Jasmine tea. She sat feeling somewhat tranquil and at peace and smiled at Ary. Ary was silent and gave Elle the cold treatment for being away. She re- lived , Stefano’s hurtful words as she sipped tea and fumed inwardly. She controlled her emotions and temper and let it simmer.The Kurgha , felt Ellarya Sierra’s pregnancy and was very pleased about Jade. She loved her too. This calmed her inner temper . Stefano had sobered her. She had been in a depressive state. Such outbursts , can backfire and are not wise, when dealing with a hurt and tortured soul HOWEVER, a new sweet and lovely time was going to be upon them all with the coming of Jade. The place was clean. The hearth let off a warm glow. The Drakes :Shyvra and Mimsha were resting. The Dragon Eggs were off nesting . The smell of Jasmine tea prevailed.
Giovanni returned and walked into this delightful scene. Oblivious to the turmoil and disaster that had just occurred. He paid tribute to the PRIME, who finally broke her icy silence with Ellarya. Giovanni came over and hugged his hand – fast wife and sensed Jade. He looked at Ellarya and said, “why didn’t you send word ,my Love “. She replied , “I only just realized and what luck, you are here. We have found out together”. Giovanni was delighted with the news. His Elle was having his Jade. Thus ,the illusion was cast and kept.
Stefano smiled. He had Giovanni over a barrel. Elle’s and Jade’s security guaranteed. He went home and created beautiful songs for his family that only they could hear. Ary heard them too and the green eyed monster grew another head. Giovanni saw this and decided it was time to take his Ellarya home and leave Ary to all her bad moods to herself and the drakes. Not something, he ever did often. Usually, he would insist that Ellarya stay and cheer Ary up and not return until she was content once more.
Shyvra took The Kurgha out for a ride. The Kurgha Dowager was a master DrakonRyder. There were few who could match her skill. Mymsha , flew out and over the land to the Caves where her brood of Eggs lay . The dragon eggs were within the nest and warm and cosy. The three side by side, they all glowed but only one had its heart beating and blood flowing, the other two were snuggled in sleep until they were called by their Ryders. Jade’s Drakling was named Jaida. Jade and Jaida shared the 7th Eye and a heart. Jade’s being a double heart liker her parents. They had Oryon’s protection and were bound to their true parents always. Giovanni did not need any false connection with Jade. They were family already and he loved her all the same. Giovanni decided that he needed to be sure of something.
He rushed home to be with Ellarya at their home. He had missed her. He said, “My Love,before we leave THRC, can we play a brief visit to our Honeymoon Suite”? Elle was intrigued, by his suggestion. Before they left Ary, they both cleared up, brewed her another pot of tea. Made sure all her needs were catered for and left. They snuck up to the Butterflairy Tree Trunk.
Ary frumped off on her drake.She still didn’t approve of their relationship.
The Butterflairy Tree Trunk was all a glow. The Fireflairydraklings were buzzing around in array of glittering display of sunshine yellow, orange, red and shades of purple and light blue and white. Light Blue and white being Giovanni’s house colours. The scent of Pine , Sandalwood & Eucalyptus in the air. A feeling of serenity and calming waters. Giovanni had Elle s own piano music playing in the background to serenade them. She was surprised. She had not realized, he used to sit and listen to her play. She didn’t know because he never let her see that he was listening to her. She played best by herself. He told her they had no secrets and she could always come to him with anything. He loved her always. He gave her a light and refreshing light nectar. Conjured up from dandelions and elderflower , it had light refreshing quality about it. He danced with her , like that first night , when he took her to the place out in the stars where their love began. The colours of the aura were simulated by the FireflairiesDraklings breathe.
Ellarya glided herself to lie down. She slid off her attire. She could feel the heart of the Dark Drake , with its white heart strings and turned to Alagron , who was in position. He said on the bed’s headboard as he did their Wedding Night.It was clear, Giovanni had requested his presence. This was going to be new for them all. Giovanni had his false connections, but he was Alagron’s Ryder so he had inner connections that went to that first breathe that they both took together as they came into the world simultaneously. As Ryders are “birthed”, their Drakes are hatched. Ellarya crept and slide down onto the coolness of their wedding night bed. She was still ,on the bed spread-eagle with her wings stretched out and open. She looked up into Alagon’s Eyes ,as his tongue ‘s tip just outside the corner of his mouth , not to be obvious that he was tasting and sensing the air around her. His tongue dripped, with anticipation of her taste. His Eyes glowed. His heart beat fast. Ellarya’s heart beat along with his. She began to burn. She began to sweat and glisten. She began to ooze with blood. Her Silver and gold within her blood glittered and sparkled. Her blood was now the same deep purple that were in the veins of Stefano’s white angel wings. Her purple blood with its silver and gold sparkles , the essence of her celestial and magickal being. Giovanni and Alagron marvelled in her aura which lite up the room with a purple misty haze.
Ellarya changed her horns sprouted , her wings were pinned down by Giovanni. She bleed fire. He brought her to the brink and building up heat as her flames laced higher. Wings pinned down and her flames engulfing him, as he hovered above her. He kissed her. She was open and exposed for Giovanni. He settled himself down beside her. Kissed her. again. His hands and wings roamed and played . Exploring and squeezing and pressing all her crevices and peaks. He felt his way down, her curvaceous features in a teasing manner , taking a somewhat tortuous playful touch. He allowed his hands to hover gently and touch her lower regions. Ellarya ‘s horned tailed , feeling and caressing him as he paused over the region where Jade lay nestled and secure. Giovanni rolled Ellarya over to the side edge of the bed, in one fluid and swift motion he swivelled , pulled himself into an outstretched position , beneath her. He rolled her back over him with his head nestled between. He unpinned her wings . He reached and wrapped his wings around them both. He went deep into Alagron’s 7th EYE and smelt and felt Ellarya . He felt their combined hearts, thinking it was only part of the moment. Alagron’s mouth parted. He took in the lovers’ beneath him . Alagron was hovering over them both. His swift tongue darted down between Allura’s outstretched and eagle spread self and touched Giovanni’s 7th EYE. In that precise moment, Giovanni’s tongue came out as a the Dragon’s forked, flicked tongue. Giovanni had himself well positioned for what he was about to do. His now forked, draked tongue delved within Ellarya , he was looking and sensing the baby’s origin. He breathed in her fire and spat and consumed her blood ; his tongue gently roamed around , slithered and touched and breathed within her. Giovanni pulled back his draked forked tongue. Released the trance and his tongue was his own. He looked at Elle who just laid still , she had allowed herself to relax and become one with his senses as they ignited and connected within her. She knew he had sensed that she was connected to Alagron. Had he worked it out? Her thoughts racing as the sensations rippled through her in wave like pulses. Giovanni sending her these emotions and feelings with his explorations . More than pleasing, new heights were found by them both. Giovanni felt his seed and delighted that the baby was his. He had a gentle , rather tame coming together with his hand- fast wife. It was definitely tame from what they had done before, in their honeymoon suite. Giovanni had felt his baby ,not understanding that , Elle was carrying 3 babies: one was Giovanni’s , one was Jade who belonged to Stefano and one belonged to TRISTAN. Ellarya set aside her worries and enjoyed the attentions of her hand -fast husband. She pleased him back with equal endeavor.
Stefano was quiet in his place ,having gone to rest. He knew Jade remained encapsulated and safe. Her origins, only detectable by him.The spells, the protection ,the encounters that bound them all ,had been a success . Only each babies father could detect their own child. This was the way it was. Stefano was the only one , who knew of the existence of the 3. Knowledge of the 3 , also was granted to THE PRIME: The Kurgha , the Celestial 7,the Diablo 7, the Twinned Guardians: M&M, the Higher Council, as well as ,the parental and higher Drakes. Stefano tried not to think that Giovanni had returned to “be” with her.
Ellarya was going to have 2 heiresses and 1 heir along with 3 little sparkly , firey Draklings. Each father had the responsibility to one child. 3 children. 3 fathers. 3 new and lasting bonds .What abilities were these 3 little buddlings Butterflaries going to have with 3 little fire sparklings to come.
It was sometime before Ellarya and Giovanni left the Butterflairy Tree trunk, that night.Ellarya attempting to insist that they had to return home. She wanted to return to her own chambers to be alone with her thoughts of Steve and the re- live their recent adventures in the Dragon Caves. They didn’t listen. Giovanni and Giulio were still in the throws of entanglements with Elle . She moved with them and decided it was best to just be lost with them in their pure indulgence of their surrounding and proess. The Drakling fireflaires continued to dance their heated dance , long into the early hours of the following morning. Ellarya succumbed to her hand – fast husband and his twin’s demands. He had a way of getting around her. She couldn’t think around him sometimes. He did things to her inside and out. When together, they became addicted to each other. They fed off shocking one another. Trying to outdo each other in a power play of games. IT was the strangest of love and marriage and friendship , occasionally , lust and anger that made theirs a unique relationship. Neither of them had to explain themselves to anyone but each other. One would not be without the other for long. They would just look and fall together. Giovanni held true onto his hand -fast wife through the ages of time, as they had promised each other so very long ago. Ellarya sometimes in her anger and disappointment when Gio left her for his work and other family , those memories escaped her. She missed him and would not remember why. . Giovanni let them be opened to her as their time together passed and the memory of their first marriage restored to her time and time again. She knew, he would not willingly let her get away from him. His dark side keeping her on edge and his leash. Her dark side kept the bonds and the leash intact. They both enjoyed the darker side of their relationship ,that salacious enjoyment they craved and found within each other. A togetherness of an entirely different kind through space and time of the ages. Their bonds were of light and dark which meant love and bondage with each other and to each other. They were very ,very weird together. When together they were the best of friends, the worst of enemies ,the kind of binding love and hate that transcended space and time.
Stefano’s dreamt of Elle with Alagron, with Oryon, within the Indus Valley Cave and “quarantined” in his Cabin bunk on his ship, with HIM! He felt and saw how she had humbled herself before him. She had more than just a piece of his heart, he held in his, a part of hers. He had no idea , how he managed to crack her hardcore shell. No one else had done so, not in any lifetime before. With the deepest of humility ,of the esteem and affections with which she displayed for him, in his sleep, he shed tears of joy and happiness for Elle and rejoiced in their Little Muffin, jasmine tea-Jade as she would forever be known as JJ.
The Celestial 7 rejoiced. The Diablo 7 were in conference. When someone stoops down, declares and humbles themselves before the heavens and the Universe , they gain knowledge and elevation. Without knowing it , Ellarya had opened and activated her last band that was needed to become a Prime. This is not something that is taught or told. The candidate either achieves it or not. In order to be a leader , you place yourself below everyone. Only then can you arise to achieve leadership. Love does that. Elle loved Stefano , no one was ever going to take that from her or him. The Kurgha had always thought Elle’s love and care for her would bring her to kneel before her first. Lord Umbral Admiral Stefano Beaumont had achieved what the Celestial 7 had deemed impossible. Ellarya was stubborn, wilful, coy and got what she wanted by standing up , not standing down. The Universe did not ever see her achieve and open her final band. Stefano was very pleased she had humbled herself before him. NO one had ever done that for him. No one. How this young and vibrant Butterflairy just gave up everything for him and handed it over to him, he was not quite sure why. He just knew, she did actually love him with all that she was .The Kurgha had contrived to receive that accolade from Elle herself. She didn’t get it. Stefano won her heart and her humility. Her bands opened , the heavens’ poured with rain to wash out and flush out the old. Flourish and nourish with the dawning and rise of Ellarya Sierra Shadow Prime Morning Star, chosen and cherished child.
Araswaati Dowager and Shyvra had not returned. They had gone to see Mimsha and her nest of Dragon eggs. The Chanting of Monks, the old Gregorian chants, the Hums of the Messiah played. The chanting and the Chanting Daggers from the Amythyst Mountains vibrated and called Ellarya. They usually only called to the Prime, not the Shadow Prime. It was a premonition chant that there was going to be a changing of the Guard and Guards. Only Ellarya and one other heard the chant from the Enchanted Amythyst Daggers. It was a warning of betrayal, subterfuge and the darkest of intent against her.
War was coming.
TRISTAN heard the daggers. He had been summoned by the Universe.
Ellarya looked around Alagron’s Cave. Giovanni had a vast hoard. It was stuffed with trinkets – some large, some small , all of some sort of fabulous gemstone , or of a similar nature. The hearth was large and warming. It had a Magma Sapphire Heart Crystal that was always aflame. It came from the depth core of Rosedrop World and maintained the ambience and temperature needed for Alagron’s comfort and well being. He had his own pool of Honeydew water , which ran fresh from the mountain range direct from the Diablo Double Helix. It had hints of the Celestial droplets as well. It was a must, to maintain the balance necessary for the Rosedrop World existence. In a small recess on the Opposite Side , Ellarya found Giovanni’s Camp. He had a lovely bed and all the indulgent trappings he so desired around it. He had his own bathroom that was hidden behind a Vined Ivy Alcove. The Vined Ivy dripped with a blood like substance that oozed from its deeply red flowers that emerged from the Vines like beaded chains. The blood red nectar trickled down into a small sink , hidden in the recess of the vines, the same color . The Redsink had a drain with a stopcock to redirect the Nectar into a vial or flask. The Nectar run off then flowed outside, where it evaporated once it hit the fresh air. The Vines themselves were a dark and deep blood red, almost black. In there he had some of Ellarya’s belongings that she thought she had misplaced. A perfume bottle, one of her Favourites (a small bottle of Cartier scented perfume) , a necklace her mother gave her (circular gold chains that were flattened where they joined- unique and intricate- Ellarya had misplaced that as a child – it had been given to Stefano, by their Moms many years before ;Giovanni- took it off him ,must have been when he went and smashed up Steve’s place . Found it with Elle’s array of correspondence ) and a waistcoat timepiece that she had bought him and had engraved: Love Beyond Time. She was surprised to see her two items-both precious to her. But he had them with her gift to him, their wedding night. He kept them safe and together. She left them be and didn’t touch them. She found his catchet of tricks , he used to entice people to his way of thinking. She saw the copies of the NDAs, hadn’t realized there were so many. Made her sad. She missed him terribly when he left her. Her parents were away. Her siblings off living their own lives with their families and work. Steve was down in the depths of his own work and Giovanni had left. She had her own work but it was summer and she could spare some time away. She decided she was going to stay with Alagron and make sure that his captured heart remained hers. She had to keep transforming into her humanoid horned self. This was the way Alagron liked her best, as a Butterflairy she was too small and delicate for him to hold . She would sometimes float up and sit on the tip of his nose and wave her appendage tail to tease him and make him sneeze. Fly up to his Left Eye so he could see her clearly and blow him a kiss. He would blink and wink and snort-saying to her, change now , so , I can see and delight my senses with you again. How to entertain a dark Drake with a good heart string flowing through it. Ellarya kept him entertained with music, with art , with games. She would have him fly out over their Chessterfields and he would send a blaze to roll the dice and have the fields in an uproar as a battle ensued. The BatDrakes would come away and fly with them , as would the FireflairyDraklings. ( fireflies that breath fire, the ones that glowed so , her wedding night )
Steve was in a right old “state”. The Kurgha Dowager, was getting more demanding. She had no one to help her and was starting to really put the screws in about one thing or another. She was never happy with him and always had to put something or someone else first before him. This was their life and for the most part he just accepted that was the way it was and he had no choice. She would constantly leave him. He adjusted to the “single” life , but it was a charade. IT made him unhappy. was upset that Elle had disappeared without a word . She created stink. She sent out call after call after call. She didn’t want to cook, clean or do anything but eat ,snacks . She sat and worked . She was so very gifted . She was really a lovely person deep down just when it came to Ellarya – she sort of lost the plot. Ellarya was really Steve’s friend first, all along and she didn’t like it. Ary did her best to come between them all the time with the demands of work , of learning, of spending time with her. Ary as Prime had to deal and fight off the Filth from the Degenerate. When you take over as Prime, these histories are passed to you and you hold the flutterflairy field lanes , as well as the tributaries of the Butterflairy tree streams, that keep all the strings, and streams of the Rosedrop World in place. In these strings and streams , through the Ones of the Filth,she saw the degenerate and their activities. The crimes, the pain , the victims- some died, some had to be put back together. She saw and felt the trauma from this time and time gone past. In certain circumstance, she could feel it in the future . She could alter time. She could prevent pain and suffering. She had the ability to transgress and heal and turn and change events. She held the visions of the Inquisition through time and space that touched the World of Wiccan. She held that all in her mind and her heart. It made her humble and demure. Araswati Prime was “SIMPLY THE BEST”, at her job. ( She did not ever surpass , Dhanya’s innate and natural abilities or those of her Dhanya’s cherished child) Ellarya was to be passed all of this and the passing occurred day and night and was more difficult for Ary , if- she was not around! Ary missed her. Ary and Elle were good friends in spite of everything; very good girlfriends. Elle loved coming and making sure her friend had everything. She hoped that Stefano would see and understand , everytime she crossed Ary’s threshold , she was doing this for him first and foremost. It did not mean she didn’t love or care for Ary she did. Stefano would always have a small piece her Elle’s heart and visa versa. Elle just soaked up the knowledge.
Stefano decided it was time to look for his Muffin. When 6 weeks had gone by and Ary was disorganized, irritable, and her place had a layer of dust. Tuffles , successors: Mimi and Mini were shunned and shooed outside most of the time. Her work had deteriorated and everyone waiting for stuff was complaining. Giovanni shouted the loudest , his charity work was on hold. The press was waiting for the stuff to be printed up and released and he had no ARTWORK! He was going nuts. Giovanni , rarely raised his voice. He was the quite , calm, ice cold steel type , behind those Golden Blue Eyes of his- always fire and ice, jekyll and hide within him.
Giovanni decided it was time for another one of his “private sessions”.Off on one of his escapades: Ellarya called them his ” little trips” . He went off often, on his other wife( not her )on these escapades. Sometimes, he would call her to him to be with him and watch him. When he visited back rooms to watch the gifted performances of Burlesque Dance. He would look but never touch, his rule. He really enjoyed beautiful sensual women and had a sort of love / hate relationship with them. Something, his other wife would force him to get a grip. .It was his way, when , he was out on the road. His time on the road,as far as Ellarya was concerned,as with his other family. (Not her). He would never do that to her. It was ok though when he brought her along. They had lots of fun together- that she didn’t mind. Funny how, one adjusts and let love keep them ” Naive and Gullible”. She was in many senses very naive and gullible. She never actually saw them as so very mean and cruel, which in reality they all were including Araswati. Deep in the recess of Ellarya’s mind and heart was The Promise- a cry for help from a mother for her one and only beloved and cherished son. She would leave him one person in this world who would love him , stand by him to the world and say simply- I love you and mean it for himself.
(Muffin did not need a promise for or from anyone to help Steve.)
Into Alagron’s Cave flew in a Lyopart. It was quite a large one with its own set of wings. Very impressive Lion’s mane of Rainbow Colours and body of a Leopard with its gold skin and black and green spots. The Wings shimmered the colours of the Rainbow. Ellarya knew the Lyopart had been sent by Stefano for her . She bid a parting farewell to Alagron and promised to see him soon. She said she had to go to check on her home, her Prime , her own Dragon and she would talk to him every night before she went to sleep. She would keep him company in dreamscape with Mymsha and their glowing Eggs. (She didn’t get why they glowed , thought that was they way they were meant to be. )He would not be alone. Ellarya decided to leave her ” happy songs” playing , so, the essence of white light would keep flowing through his white heart strings , in the changing once dark and blackened heart. They would feel more than connected ,all of them. Alagron was pleased. He nodded and gave her permission to leave with Goldy, the particular name of this Lyopart. Goldy allowed Ellarya on her back in her humanoid form and flew her straight to Stefano’s at his place.
Ellarya transformed to her Butterflairy self and flew to Steve. He was waiting and he flew into her arms. She hugged him. She had missed him. He kissed her and tasted the change within her. He looked into her Eyes and through to her spirit. He kissed her , deeply. He let his scarab wings entwine with hers. He held onto her , let his hands roam , around and down her length. He delicately played with her wings. He stooped down and looked up into her visage and took in her body , her shape, her wings and felt elation and joy. He stood up and kissed her again. He whispered to her , “we have to go”. He lead her to the Hessian Blue Oval South Sea Carpet. There was a small ship in the middle of the Carpet. Stefano said,”” hold on”. The ship grew and expanded. He held Ellarya. He said hover up with me, and raised her into the air, and onto the ship’s deck, as it grew. There , on the deck , the whirling waters of the Carpet , became the South Sea. The ship went under in a protected bubble and came up in the pond , which was Ocean Waters. The Butterflairy Tree stood on the South Sea Shores in the front garden of the Royal Residence of Rosedrop World. THRC beneath was part of its domain.
The Ship with its Sails opened , it took to the air -up and up. Stefano directed the Ship. He was Captain- Lord Admiral Stefano Beaumont was at home on his ship: The Chinta Rose. Lord Admiral , as it was his duty to defend the waters of Rosedrop World, the air above the waters, from the dark forces ‘attacks. The Chinta Rose was a sight to behold , a full sized ship with elegant sails, Captains quarters and room for a crew and storage below decks. He had the position on the higher deck with the Captain’s Wheel. The main mast went up and up with its grand sails billowing in the sea air. HE sailed the sky and the seas. Stefano could reach up into the Stratosphere, with this ship to look down or up , take in the Universe. Stefano had access to reach the Jai ladders and talk directly with Celestial and Diablo 7. He could sit and have a “Parlez” with them all. On this particular excursion , he was heading towards Alagron’s Cave, Ellarya noticed. They had both transformed to their humanoid forms. Stefano and suitable attire for them both. He had a Velvet Dark Green Captain’s type Jacket. It had black and gold lapels and the buttons were brass. The end of the sleeves were embroidered to match the lapels. He worse on his Jacket, the symbols of both the Morning and Evening stars combined. The stars joined harmoniously. Ellarya could not fathom why he was taking her back to Alagron. He could not possibly know. This was true. Sterfano did not know about Alagron but he sensed the change in her .Thinking the drake affect , was off her own drake, who was being affected by Shyvra, because Ary was in disarray. It wasn’t that alone. It was the scent of the Cave within the Dark Mountains, from the mist there. The mist from these Caves and Mountains had a way of penetrating through into you. It reminded you that they had been there longer than you and held some of the Secrets of Rosedrop World and its vast Hoards which belonged the Drake’s Ryder. Ellarya had on a simple light Pink Rose coloured dress with pretty flowers in a “William Morris” type design that was sliming and fitting with a low V shaped neckline, which just slipped over her. Flat Boots to match, of slightly darker shade of pink almost a light brown hue ,in Suede, with a light pastel green sweater of light wool and cotton , to keep the chill off her shoulders. Her dark and curly waves bouncing around her smile with one curl , always right in the middle of her forehead. Like the poem: “when she was good she was very very good and when she was bad ,she was what ? simply just as ” bad ” as she could be to the delight of the loves , in her life. Their outfits complimented one another: Steve’s from his mother, Ellarya’s from hers. The Moms left their mark and reminders of their promises to one another , in strategic places to be met and come across throughout their lives , once they had passed. Their reach was long and destined to reach to the next generation. Imagine those two with grandchildren. The children : Steve and Ellarya , did not stand any chance at all!
Ellarya, in her relationships, was not alone. They were consenting and they were adults in “lust” , with each other, if not love deep , deep affections with emotional and celestial/diablo bonds. Ellarya had started out very shy but stepped and grew into her sensuality. Dhanya told her and taught her daughter of these ways. Being of science and not so much of Art at the time, Ellarya , just put it all down to Dhanya’s “mutterings”. She did listen and learn,like all of it, not quite believing , any of it would come to pass. Especially Steve – he was well out of her reach, or so , she thought. It all came to pass. Predictions or planned appointed destiny written by the Celestial and Diablo 7. How to change the winds? the tide : create your own destiny . To take control as a woman in a man’s world and still be a lover , kind and caring spouse, ( mother to be- as yet she had not realized although those around her had) and “the chosen , cherished child” that she was. For the Prime ARY , who remained hidden from sight by choice. Her own choice. Just what must have been , that had upset the MOMs , when Ellarya was asked to make her Promise to & for : Steve. They let Ellarya be the one to step out into the world and be subjected to the elements and find a way through the fallout. Ary was Prime, she remained protected and rightfully, so. Her 2nd was to step up and out , as per position demanded. Ellarya was the one to face the professional and personnel ridicules and disciplinary procedures. The snide comments and sneers and jeers. The financial losses too . Ellarya did it with grace, lots of tears and despair at times. She did it , all of it :For the Love of Steve Beaumont.
Ellarya found a small stool sat back holding onto the side of the ship as it rocked and swayed slightly and looked at Admiral Beaumont . He guided his ship. His black long straight hair loose and flowing behind him. The reflection off the sparkles of his the gold in his jacket :”sparkle and shine”. He was as happy, as he could be ,at this precise moment in time. He loved Ellarya , as best he could, if only for the moments , they seemed to capture ,in time between them. The sea mist air spray , from the Celestial heavens, making the journey , slightly cool. He smiled and hummed and sang her all his lovely songs. Some she had heard. Some she had not. The new songs she had not heard before were the really special ones. His Songs were like children and he kept the most special ones close to his heart and not for general release. Ellarya was privileged. She loved him more if that was possible. Steve guided The Chinta Rose to a hidden lake , to side of the foothills just behind the entrance of the Alagron’s Cave. It was like a fjord that went deep into the mountain core and was a hidden passageway. He dropped the plank and guided Ellarya off. They transformed into their Flairy- winged selves and flew past Alagron’s Cave . Ellarya was surprised. Up the dark mountain to another opening higher up… She had not noticed it before. It was a smaller opening, hidden in the open by the shadow of the Great Dark Mountain. You had to know it was there to see it was an actual Cave. Steve guided his Muffin up to this , higher, smaller opening . Inside was a vast Cave. It was a Palace of Caves. It made Alagron’s look like a ” Cottage Cave” :smaller and delicate. Imagine a delicate Drake Cave. Steve and Ellarya entered ORYON’s Cave. Oryon was Stefano’s Drake. Oryon was KING of the Dragons. They both approached Oryon who had heard the fluttering of their wings. as they approached him. Before they entered the Cave proper. Steve took Ellarya, in his arms and said to her : “be one with me before we go inside, I need you to be with you”. They transformed and were one and slept through the rest of the night. They were in the front guards’ room within the entrance of Oryon’s Cave. As they awoke, ORYON summoned them to him. Stefano looked at Ellarya and got up .He revealed to her , his Angel Wings in his humanoid form that she had not seen before. His wings were white and glistening feathers with deeply dark purple veins. The purple came about and developed has his relationship with Allura grew. It represented his love for Ellarya not Ary. This was because Ellarya had stepped forth with him, out into the world and had declared her love for him. To the world ,they were “just friends”!To each other and a select few, much more than that. His dark black hair flowing down his back midway. His beautiful strong features and kind smile. He had on dark jeans and a dark t- shirt. He had a single necklace around his neck. He left his Captain’s jacket on the chair in the guards’ front room. The necklace was gold and held a St. Christopher medallion, a small one. It was one Ellarya had given him many moons ago before one of his trips into the Real World. The Patron Saint of Travellers’ to protect him always. ( he also had what Ary had given him , by way of protection and treasured deep within him- he would not have the career he had without her) Ellarya had to transform into her horned tailed self as Oryon had requested each of them to present to him transformed. Steve stood back and watched as Ellarya found a sharp stone and cut her palm. The pain caused her to transform. As she pressed it deeper she became aflamed and her blood spread and dripped around her wings and down her so she reflected sweat , blood and fire. Steve was transfixed. She had on a sheer black satin dress that clinged and blended with her so well, it looked as if she was there in the flesh and nothing else. They looked at each other , with renewed awe and respect , realizing that they both had hidden depths with each other yet to explore.
Steve and Ellarya , hand in hand , walked into Oryon’s Cave . Steve with his glorious white and purple veined wings holding onto Ellarya with her horned and tailed self with her wings and body ablaze and glistening with swear and blood. They walked into the Cave proper and there he was: A White Dragon, with a tail that turned and reflected all the colors of the Rainbow. THIS was a DRAGON OF LIGHT, hidden within the dark Cave mountains . This kept the balance. He seemed twice the size of Alagron. Steve bowed . Ellarya curtsied. Oryon viewed them both and asked Steve to release Ellarya to him. Ellarya felt herself being swept up much the same as Alagron had done to her. As she swept up her dress fell off and there she was seated on the brim of Oryon’s Nose. She sat side saddle. Steve could see her silhouette -horned and tailed and her wings spread out dripping of blood , sweat and fire. Oryon demanded she mount his snout properly. She sat facing him astride. Stefano went and put on his music. Ellarya was being hypnotized. Oryon ever so slowly was lulling her into trance. His tongue slithered out.
Dripping with Oryon’s saliva from every part of her, the King of Drakes, lowered her , satisfied he had knew everything there was to know about Steve’s Muffin. He returned Ellarya to him. He caught her in his arms and withdrew with her to to the pool within Oryon’s Cave, much like that in Alagron’s but twice the size. It had a heated pit region where,Steve sat with Ellarya as she came around. He washed her and kissed her tenderly. He said did she remember what had transpired. She nuzzled into him and nodded, she did and closed her eyes. She had gone on a trip , a flight with Oryon around his kingdom. He had taken her to Shyvra and Mymsha to see Araswati She had her learning of the past 6 weeks which had slowed down, accelerated and advanced by many years. Ellarya was given teachings and abilities that equalled those of her Prime. This was the role of the 2nd and Ellarya had to be trained . Steve was not going to have Ellarya without, under any circumstances. Their mothers’ had bound them and that was that. In trance and with his explorations of her entire: inside and out – the Dragon King was laying down a layer of protection around Ellarya, as she was becoming a shadow Prime. The protection was in his blood , trickles of his blood droplets that were spread through his saliva . Oryon’s blood droplets were absorbed into Ellarya’s bloodstream. The protection ran through her arteries and veins and through her double heart. She had double hearts: one silver, one gold that held the aura of two dragons. She had the protection and blood of the King of the Dragon’s and she had a small piece of Steve’s heart within hers. Ellarya’s babies including Steve’s child had been protected. Stefano had felt the unborn children when he kissed Ellarya at Kela Aheto. He felt his child, as well as the other two and happy about all 3. His baby was not going to be an only child. His baby was going to have a brother and a sister. His baby was a little girl and he named her JADE, immediately, once he knew she existed. It was their way that the moment a baby came into being , it was named. He was so very happy.
Ellarya Starchild , Shadow Prime came around on Steve’s chest in Oryon’s pool and cried in his arms. She felt Ary’s pain and tragedy. She clinged to him and decided she would do what she had to to keep The Promise and help her friends , all of them. She was going to be an agent of Light. The key to being a successful agent is to understand and dance with dark side- Ellarya had met the requirements thanks to Giovanni and Stefano both. Their mothers were all friends. Was this their doing or was it all planned at one of the Sister Moms’ Infamous Bonfire Nights.
The waters of the pool in Oryon’s Cave had special qualities. As Steve, washed and made sure the protection had been oiled into her , Jade began to grow and develop. The other two went into hibernated state, their development was put into suspension.. Stephanu felt that triplets was too much and he had Oryon help him with the necessary spells to keep all the babies safe and at time of choosing, or triggering , the next baby could develop- one at a time. The trigger had to come from the baby’s Dad. Each subsequent child would be named by their own father at the time of activation. Activation could only come from the father of the child. This would ensure only one baby would develop at one time. He was delighted about Jade and loved her immediately . Steve was a very special sort of guy, he loved all the babies his Muffin was carrying , he referred to them as his little Muffins. Jade was the first and the eldest and his and she would always hold a special place in his heart. Ary loved all Elle’s children , Jade was special and she was gifted to be an Artist too ,at Ary’s bequest, her special affection for Elle and her child by Stefano. A child was a child was a child and in this world- all children were treasured . Children in Rosedrop World and in the Royal Residences were a rarity and had been for the previous generation.
Coming into the present, as Old Hallow’s Eve and Bonfire Night now approach, the new Starchild Prime called on her Parian , the Royal Commander of the Guard and her husband with his guards ,tKoSS to be vigilant. Her position was to remain intact and protected. Kurgha Dowager was to remain encapsulated and roam the pathways between Realms , until the debt owed was settled and explained. NO one had a right to harm and deprive children, let alone kick a defenseless cat. The Beings between Realms on the desolate pathways- the Grey Creatures that dash between the shadows , needed to assure that Ary was safe and undisturbed.Ary had committed 2 unforgivable, inexcusable acts against Elle- which meant Elle could never return to her again ever, in any lifetime. Ellarya did not ask to be Prime- Aryswati gifted it to her,;something Ellarya never asked . She did accept and at almost the beginning of this tale, stepped into her role after 2 years of waiting patiently for time to advise her to do so.
Glamourous NANA remained as Steward and as head of the now Royal Family ( Parian’s and Ellarya’s) and acting state figurehead of Government. His two elder brothers , formed the advisory council along with Parian and the Celestial 7 and Stefano. Parian’s his adult children ( son and daughter ) from his first marriage also lived in the Royal Palace. They formed the Senate of the Government . Rosedrop world had governing bodies along with its Figurehead and Ellarya , the actual Prime. Collectively they all kept the business of Governing the Chessterfields and Rosedrop World engaged, in finding balance between dark and light. tKoSS kept everyone especially Ellarya Starchild Prime and her children all of them safe. Stefano’s protection and love endured. Giovanni’s wrath and troubles continued and Taylor with Parian’s lifeforce that had surrounded and protected Ellarya all those years ago , reached and did so again.
Ellarya kept working, honest work as a C- Level, Herebral Alchemist , this work keeping the dark at bay and the Light within her and her world alive. She held up the strings and helped guide the flutterflairy lanes that kept their world in balance from the opposing forces.Keeping love within her hearts for her friends, all of them , who let her down. Love was the key. She pulled them to her, kept them close to her hearts, their essences pumping through her double hearts and working in their worlds , they remained attached and their circle intact , which included who was in isolation and suspension . Araswati , encapsulated honeydew crystal globe- the very same , she had shown Ellarya, all those years ago . 💕🌹 Mimi and Mini were with her. She had her comforts within the Globe. She had a F.A.V. She had her art tools and paraphenalia. She also had 3 items of Elle’s : Jade’s Baby Hat, Dhanya’s sparkly blue scarf and Elle’s Circle Cloak which had been commissioned and paid for but never delivered. Giovanni had it for along time when he was very ill and far away. He was meant to bring it to her in the sacred alcove with the drakes on their Wedding Anniversary. One delay after another and the cloak was handed over the Celestial 7 for safe keeping.
Ellarya had been passed all the information required was within her and her bands. She had to work hard to keep them open and active and keep the dark forces from within at bay. She called on her drakes , she prayed to the heavens. She changed everything in the structure of her life and her beloved children to achieve what was deemed impossible. She took her place as Prime, as Parian’s wife. Parian was Commander of the Guard as well as Royal Consort and Ellarya s middle child, a daughter , was heir , prime in training and successor. Parian had been chosen as her paternal figure and he was the one who activated her being , quite by accident. Last child , was Giovanni’s: a son.
It was the next morning, Ellarya and Giovanni had returned to their home in the White Tower. Giovanni , slipped into Elle’s room , and slipped in beside her. This was not usual Ellarya awoke, looked at his gorgeous countenance that she loved so much and wished him a good morning. Slightly alarmed that he had worked out what she had done. He hadn’t a clue,Mymsha had covered everything with her antidote. Giovanni was amourous ; he knew the spell had not quite worked and could not figure out what was wrong. He figured maybe perhaps it would work in Elle’s domain.
He had slipped some of Alagron’s mix into her OJ ( a specialized Butterflairy nectar with Alagron’s flavourings)on the Breakfast tray he had brought into her. He had made it up himself. Ellarya was enjoying this new ,kinder side of Giovanni , him coming to her. Then she thought the better of it. Something was up and she had to get more of Mymsha’s antidote or the ” GIG ” would be up! She excused herself to her powder room and found the hidden vial in the vine leaves behind her Honeydew Crystal Mirror on the wall. She took it, just in time. Giovanni slipped in and slipped into her . He had Rossini’s William Tell Overture Finale playing.He said she looked to enticing for him and brought her back to her bedroom. He sat her down and handed her the morning drink to taste. Did she like it ? She did actually; she knew what was up, having had her own blend just before Gio entered into her privacy and space . Her powder room was exquisite. The same as Arasawti Prime with its own step in bathing pool. Beside it a soft and comfortable chaise lounge which Gio guided and placed himself and held onto Ellarya . She didn’t mind when he was ravenous ,insatiable all the things a loving partner should be, delicate and kind. Once back within her bedchamber,he changed again and put on Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake Op. 20 Act 11 No.10 – Rough and ready , he had his way with Ellarya once more to collect and complete his intentions of his spell.
He brought her to the brink of changing- he just enjoyed that about her so very much. Greedy and hot and mystically inspired,Giovanni was going to make sure they would always be connected . It was that inexplicable need about possession he had always had about her. It didn’t matter the lifetime or the span of centuries- she was his beloved hand – fast wife and he actually treasured her more than he ever let her know. Part of control , to keep her longing , so she would never leave him. He guessed. He got that wrong , because he had to leave her . She clearly found refuge and companionship elsewhere. He didn’t know for sure , but, he could make sure – they weren’t ever together again. Even worse, this was his Cousin. Elle was a very sensual and caring Butterflairy. She loved being enraptured by Giovanni. He was unique to her in so many ways. She wished he didn’t leave her and go off on his “trips”. Ellarya’s antidote did the trick and produced a false connection and vision for Giovanni, so that he felt connected to her through the Dragons . It was a false connection , with her 7th Eye intact. Giovanni , duplicate self , had his way with Elle. These encounters were consensual and exquisite ,on the brink of sensual ecstasy for them both. Ellarya and Giovanni had a weird and wild way with each other . They spent the entire morning together , ending with 1812 Overture (Tchaikovsky).
Later that afternoon, Giovanni satisfied. He had the control and insight into Elle’s mind and 7th eye , that he craved. He set out on another business journey. He said this one was going to be long. He would take short interval breaks to come back to her soon throughout the next year he said. Giovanni said he this trip would last 3 seasons of the year and he would be back at each change of the Season ie the Solstices or the Equinoxes. He said he would come back to celebrate with her and they would play all their tunes and be together for days. He looked at with that knowing gaze. She smiled at him. Ellarya didn’t smile very often. She missed him so very much when he left; she couldn’t handle it sometimes. She would dreamscape to Stefano and escape with him and be happy for short periods of time.Like most affairs, it had nothing to do with her “marriage” ; it was separate and could always come to an abrupt end . Lord Admiral Stefano had no intention of letting her go, ever , something Araswati Prime knew!
ELLARYA could not imagine her life without STEVE ,in it somewhere. She got that wrong. too.
Ellarya said celebrate ? He, said, his return to her and successful business trip of course. He gave her a knowing smile and left. Elle knew it was more but could not work out what it was. This would never do. She had just got around Mymsha”s antidote that kept her 7th eye her own and attached to both their dragons. She had to work out away to remain connected to Alagron even though he was Giovanni’s drake. One Drake.One DrakonRyder. This was not ever overcome ,unless you managed to break the connection or cause a “misconnection”. The ways to overcome or cause misconnection between a Ryder and its Drake were limited. You could kill the Drake, only its Ryder and partner would hear the final death breathes , whispers and screams. and the one causing the passing of a Great Magickal Creature. You could take the Ryder out, to pass, that is ,pass under the Wheel and before they passed , enter their 7th Eye and usurp and transfer the contents , to your own, including that of its Drake. ONE, other way to override a Ryder’s connection and to do that you had to enter the Dragon’s Cave.
Alagron’s Cave was at the base of the Dark D7 Mountain Range ,from behind Stephanu’s place.Through the Dark Forest trails ,to the Deep Dungeon Valley Chesster Fields with its Bronze Pagoda in the Center of the Field. Down each side, through vertical end rows of the Chesster Field ran a stream which had the run off from the mountains to the base of the Butterflairy Tree. The Chessterfield was at 3 levels with the Bronze Padoda stood , in the middle level . It was made of two tiers, each with its own mini field-boards. The Deep Dungeon Valley Chesster Field was a battle field to protect the balance and forces for which it stood and to travel through it one would have to play Chess with its particular Butterflairy special features: 3 levels, the Bronze Pagoda with its checkerboard and snakes and ladders level playing field., The Towers at each Corner of the Field from which Alagron’s Guardian DrakeBats . 4 additional guardian players on each corner Tower and with a roll of the dice to get up the Bronze Pagoda , you could play up and pass ,if reached the top then hop, skip and jump to one of the DragonBat Towers. Each DragonBat had its own quarter to protect and look over. They also moved with the roll of the dice. The dice being , the little dark hedgehogs that mossied and trudged about the fields. They would roll and the Chesster Fields, battlefield would shift and the streams flowed with moats around each Tower base. The battles within the Chesster Fields protecting its side domain , raged on!
Peace was a rare thing. Always somewhere , the was a war. Chaos reigned and the “Jesters danced.” ( American Pie by Don McLean)The Forces of White Life worked hard to keep things in balance as best they could .Like always , it is the little things in life, that bring the forces of good back into balance and harmony. Dhanya’s “Duances”. Nature relies on the green elements of this Rosedrop World, to keep and conserve ,its precious resources that give and bring life and to sustain its” “humanities” ,to educate the next generation. This is what is required to keep the forces and life in balance within one’s self and the surroundings of the planet and the Universe as a whole- so decreed the Celestial and Diablo 7s. The Higher Councils and the beings there of , throughout this Universe – agree. Ellarya was only Second , it was not her time, as yet. All Primes have the ability to do the little things and help spread that joy and happiness and the Feel , that is required to keep balance , with those who would have it the other way. Ellarya was fighting with Giovanni on all these levels , yet , still, they loved each other ,despite their differences. Despite the centuries. Despite space and time and having different lives. They would always be together one way or another. Gio was going to make sure of it.
Ellarya slithered and flitted through it all to reach the Drake’s Cave.Elle heard Mozart’s Don Giovanni during her stealth movements through the dark regions of the Forest Trails and dark Dungeon Valley Chesster Fields. Alagron had to be summoned to join Giovanni when he was away on his other family/ business trips. Elle knew that she had to connect with Giovanni’s Drake in another way; without Mymsha’s’ potion because she only just managed to take it before Giovanni’s surprise. She smiled at how he came to her , he had never done that before. In all their time together, she was always summoned to his quarters. The music and the way he was with her, something was up and she couldn’t put her mind to what it was. She was enthralled and intrigued to Giovanni’s next step. They did always seem to be battling with one another even with their desires for one another.
Ellarya had not to wake the dark magical creatures that lurked about in the darker regions beyond Stefano’s home. She wondered how he was , working away in his music den- happy so she thought; oblivious that he was missing her.
She finally reached Alagron’s Cave. The Cave was dark and dampened with moss. Small little trickles of honeydew , trickled and sparkled. There was a deep pool that reflected ,like the dark side of the dark double helix from which it came. Dark Purple Lotuses floated on the top. They fragranced the air with a delicate , suttle , aorma. A much lighter version of Christian Dior’s Poison perfume aroma: dark, attractive and alluring . This was the aroma one got on approaching Alagron’s cave – a dark , mossy poisonous scent. An Aroma meant to scare intruders away; often the opposite can occur from the original attention. It had a deep sense and feeling of welcome to those who could feel it also. His treasure was strewn about the sides of the cave and shone. His hearth was a flame and Ellarya could see the shadows and reflections of the gold, silver and jewels- rubies, sapphires , emeralds, pearls of all colours , semi- precious stones and diamonds- that were strewn around the base and wall of the Cave. Beside the dark pool was a Clear Crystal Globe, it pointed and looked up to the Heavens through a small pothole in the Cave’s Ceiling, hidden by drippy dark, slimy moss. Only a certain angle could you see the lavender hued sky, its skyline and the Moon. The Moon Goddess had to be high and bright ,in the sky’s night. There was the flicker of wealth, over Alagron’s hoard. The hoard belonged to Giovanni. Puccini’s Madame Butterfly was playing via the Universal Helices. The Diablo 7 played it for its tragedy. The Celestial 7 played it for its undeniable Beauty. Ellarya transformed She was stunning in her tailed , horned humanoid self . She presented herself ,a flame, sweat glistening from her torso , blood tears trickling down her face on one side and bowed low. Her nose scraping the earth, inhaling and being one with its surrounding, prostrated beneath him. Alagron had no visitors but his Ryder ( with his duplicate Gemini self ) and Mymsha ,when she could get away. He looked at Ellarya , stood up and was about to flame her to a crisp when he got wave of her scent and he was aroused by her and stopped. He remembered and looked into his 7th Eye and started to unravel Ellarya .
Alagron was a dark Drake. He was not pure black , his scales reflected all the colours of the Rainbow. He shone darkened and fiery :red , orange, yellow , green, blue , indigo and violet. He shone with a dark glow as he saw Ellarya with sweat , blood ,fire flames glistening, reflecting ,mixed together , suttly and stunningly gliding off her.She was slippery. She was wet. She was more than hot. He reached out his forked tongue, his sharp teeth glowed a brilliant white , drew her to him. He let his tongue caressed her and surrounded her. Ellarya tasted him , when he had his tongue slithered into hers. He picked her up and swung her onto his nose , so she clung to him there and straddled him so they could look at one another. There in this position- Ellarya was open to him in many ways. Her tail stroked and caressed , the great Drake, in a petting fashion.bShe was looking directly into the The Dragon’s Eyes and connecting with his 7th eye. He continued to explore her and lick her sweat and blood soaked drippings that melted on his tongue. He enjoyed the taste and smell of her. He conjured the deeply hidden sensuality , that lay within her. He reached within her the place only Giovanni had been able to penetrate and felt part of Giovanni’s soul there , tied with Guilio .He envisioned her encounters with Giovanni and Guilio and within his 7th Eye, he watched their memories of being together- all of them through time and space. He saw Ellarya imprisoned by Giovanni. He remembered his part in holding her and breathing her into him once again. His senses were tingling with her delicate taste. She looked at him and he rolled onto his back. He placed her on his chest and her head was by his heart and she rested there, catching her breathe and holding it , praying she was going to achieve what she needed , to override Giovanni’s grip on his own Drake. As she laid against his chest and Alagron breathed in his own partner’s Ryder – he felt and delved into her 7th Eye. He touched and saw her sadness and the love she had for Stefano and how Giovanni had treated her and did not understand their attraction to one another. He saw her love for his Mymsha and their children to be. He saw the service and dedication and love , she gave to Arrswati Prime. He saw the Crystalline picture that Araswati had shown Ellarya to re- entrap her when she was so very young. She had total blind faith in them all and how badly all of them had let her down, with the exception of Stefano. He saw her pure love and faith and belief in him , that simply would not be shaken , when even the circumstances , should have dictated otherwise. He felt and saw Giovanni’s cruelty and how,he himself had been used. Alagron felt his heart melt for her and blend with hers. Alagron had turned. He wanted good things for his wife and children and this incredibly shy yet brave Butterflairy had come to him, with her hand in her hearts, to simply have the right to freedom and make her own choices with truth and honesty , not lies and deception. Ellarya had won the Dragon’s Heart. (James Horner’s An Ocean of Memories , played out from both the Diablo 7- for its Tragedy and the Celestial 7- the Beauty of the Music and the Memory of an innocent enduring love it symbolised)
Ellarya lay on Alagron, this beautiful creature of the dark and possessed the Dragon’s Heart . Possession of the Dragon’s Heart ,the 3rd way to override a Ryder’s connection from his/ her Drake. Alagron and Ellarya’s 3 hearts beat together felt as if they were in unison. They laid together, Ellarya on Alagron’s chest with her head on his apex beat of his heart and Alagron had his tongue wrapped around Ellarya with the tip over her double hearts’ apex beats. They did not move and remained together and connected , in a trance. the beating of their hearts creating their unique musical blend. The heart beats like drums. The Universe was still and silent as they listened too because they could hear not 3 beating hearts but 7.
Ellarya was carrying twins.
Taylor with his lifeforce Parian, heard 9 beats- triplets.
One baby belonged to Giovanni.
One baby belonged to Stefano .
One baby belonged to Taylor’s Parian- his lifeforce.
Alagron and Mymsha’s Eggs started to glow.
Music began to play. Shakespeare’s Macbeth’s witches were humming the tunes of ” Miss Saigon”from the D7. The Celestial 7 paused. They played over one by one all Allura’s “Happy Songs” to Celebrate Life. Life was Celebrated. And for this night, Peace was at hand in the Rosedrop World and its Magickal creatures awaited the coming of the Dawn and the Rise of the Morning Star Allura Prime.( the MAIN theme music from Space Odyssey played .)
( 2001: A Space Odyssey- the Music-
2001 is particularly remembered for the use of the opening theme from the Richard Strauss tone poem Also sprach Zarathustra (usually translated as “Thus Spake Zarathustra” or “Thus Spoke Zarathustra”), performed by the Vienna Philharmonic conducted by Herbert von Karajan.- internet search)
Giovanni was kind and loving to Ellarya , in the next months After the Battle of Mt. LilleyHIll , Stefano learned of it and cried. He had been working in his music den after Elle left, conjuring up some new sounds. Giovanni made no attempt to confront him directly. Giovanni had an audience and certain “je ne sais quoi ” about him that he was all for ” the little Guy” . Deep in Charity work and appearances. All of it ” true” . However , he had a hidden side of dark dealings which had to be cleaned up on a regular basis. This was done by the Durgha DowagerPrime, and this had started long before The Battle of Mt. LilleyHill.
Araswati was a Vagrant , she had no place to call a home. Very sad . A Reject so to speak in her younger days. Her parents and siblings, she didn’t get on with , so it was a ” feeling” of not being accepted and not belonging. She never quite fit in. Do any of us actually ? She had a good school, good home life growing up , but yet, that want , that need to travel. To explore, to get out in the world, perhaps to see if she belonged elsewhere? A certain craving of sorts. We all have them when we are young and feel we don’t quite fit and somewhere else may just be better. Perhaps, that inevitable search for the one who loves me ! She did have her secret life,the key to it all. She was very , very Wiccan!
She ran into her life with Stefano or it was told. Came into his company , at a young age. She ran off to escape her training in a dark sect of Wiccandom. She ran off with Stefano , returning sometime later, after much success and being established in her work in Artistry, Translation, Healing and JPK reports , like NDAs for Giovanni.. She remained hidden from the world and cleaned up everyone’s life errors, mostly Giovanni. Arswati was ,as we know ,did not want Ellarya to be with Giovanni, but never came clean ,as to why. Elle was discerning asked about his other family and alleged ” accounts of aggressive altercations during meetings, known to be a “hard nut” and” hurt feelings”, more than just emotion . She had heard about it all, in relationships Giovanni had had and one particular image of his other wife with a Governor of sorts , in the New Lands. Giovanni was a keen and astute businessman and he had anyone who had any disagreement with him sign N.D.As: Niccodemus Dedication Agreements. The NDAs basically were payoffs, to be silent and gave monetary reimbursement, for the ordeal that was endured and suffered. It was alleged by Araswati, long after they were married that she had to clear up an altercation for Gio. He was late coming back on one of his work/family trips and Elle was concerned . She asked Ary, if she could chase him up. She mentioned that he had gone out with an “acquaintance” ( “business” meeting”) and there was an accident. . The injured party had to have surgery and have her wings and antennae repaired. A NDA was issued and it was all hushed up. Ellarya asked what it was all about and Aryswati said that it is something he is working on and getting Management assistance ( anger management ,in fact ) Ellarya – did not get it or her , Ary about this, in the slightest. She thought it must be a business thing of sorts. Her Giovanni was not an enforcer of wickedness. She knew him his as a good soul. She dismissed the claim as , it being something less and an embellished altercation. She knew but didn’t know and love had turned a blind eye and one thing for certain, Allura did actually love her hand-fasted husband. NDAs that Gio had designed had a flaw, which meant they were only civil agreements that Araswati , as Prime, could keep under control. If ever ,the receivers of the NDAs got together and brought a Class Act against him, in the Rosedrop World this would be of a more neglectful nature and possibly criminally so, would have to go before the Higher Councils of the C7 and D7 combined. This was how it worked. Giovanni always made sure that NDA recipients were isolated and alone with no one to turn or so he thought. Local Regional Governors and of course, Araswati Prime’s 2nd could be approached for appeal, if wished, for lack of a better term. As Elle was the 2nd and hence a potential conflict of interest- Gio, figured he had all angles covered.
Giovanni still had his “business” and family trips that he had to go on and Ellarya was left to work, study and be Araswati’s 2nd, which was taking up more and more time. Her transfer of learning had slowed down to a sluggish snails pace and the demands on her and her finances were unyielding and the promise of support from the Family Dowry from the Beaumont expense account were never forthcoming. Stefano said it would all be sorted etc and he was a man of his word. Ellarya trusted him and their mothers’ words and kept on working very hard.
Stefano decided that in dreamscape , in their 7th EYE, he was going to meet up with Ellarya again. Whenever, Giovanni was away, he summoned Elle to him. They had a hidden affair that lasted many weeks beyond their first encounter. Elle was enraptured and enthralled ; Giovanni had another family. The truth is Elle was very sad in her marriage with Giovanni and was very disappointed in him and she had shared her unhappiness and disappointment with Steve. He reached out to her probably for the same reason. It was an affair but whatever , they were good friends and stood by each other as best they could.
Giovanni remained sweet and kind and loving and everything a good husband should be when he was around which was never long. His chambers were also on the 3rd floor opposite his wife’s. His rooms were elegant and opulent and indulgent. He was a Prince in his Tower , and a Lord of the New Lands ( where he had a palatial home at the base of the Amethyst mountains with his other family) treated, as such, in all his home (s.)
He would come home and beckon his hand -fast wife to his quarters and be one with her as husband and wife should be. He knew something was different and was furious, as he suspected what it was. Giovanni was made of the constellations of Gemini and Scorpio , hence his attributes. He had dual personality with a Scorpion’s sting and venom.
As Halloween’s Eve approached and the seasons changed, Giovanni decided it was time, to teach Allura her lesson. He had awoken the drakes with his temper during the Battle of Mt Lilley Hill and his plan for Ellarya was to take away her ability to enter dreamscape with Stefano. There was a way, It was dark. It was sinister and it was forbidden as very invasive, sexual and intimidating verging on full on assault. He decided that he was going to use dark magic to combine her with his dragon so that their 7th eyes would be connected. Every Drakonryder was connected to their Drake and its senses. It could see ,feel and engage all ther Drake’s senses, even taste. This would mean that Giovanni would be connected to Allura’s 7th Eye through his Alagron and also Mymsha. Mymsha and Alagron were already connected. Alagron had fathered Mymasha’s eggs for their children ,that were to be. So this had already taken place , as the eggs incubation time was years , sometimes hundreds of years and the eggs could lay dormant for centuries, summoned to hatch when the Ryder was came into being or summoned by that Spirit. A drake would only hatch for one ryder only and they would be attached for life and the subsequent circle of life.
Giovanni had decided to use wine and black magic to engage Ellarya and connect them. He would have to take the Drakes’ fluids and mix them in her drink. Once consumed and they engaged in being connected as man and wife, the connection would be complete and Giovanni would have insight into Elle’s 7th Eye. He could also enter her 7th eye and take part in her dreamscape life as he wished- still being her Lord and as far as he was concerned Master of his hand – fast wife in all things, in all places she had to obey him .He was not even going to let her escape him, in her mind- all of her dreamscape between her and Stefano , were deemed a betrayal- the deed, the thought ,the mind , whether it be body and soul or not.
This particular spell was best cast on Old Hallow’s Eve. IT also needed to take place, in the trunk of the Butterflairy Tree. Giovanni ‘s kindness and caring with his hand -fast wife was completely genuine and he enjoyed her completely , when he was back in their Tower. The events of their honeymoon, were not repeated. They both agreed it was too intense and Gio also had to devise a defense against Elle freezing him. He wanted her to turn because he had enjoyed the heat and fire she brought to him in her horned curved humanoid self.
Old Hallow’s Eve approached, Gio said to Ellarya ,that they needed time a way and that he wanted to take her on another honeymoon. There was one other time, the spell would work, in the wake of a New Full Blue Moon.
On this night, Gio decided he was not going to wait. He came home in a hidden and deepened fury unexpectedly and caught Elle in her sleep calling out for Steve. He entered her room and cooly kissed her wake , she responded thinking it was Steve ,as she awoke. Not sure , being half asleep if she had spoken, called for Steve; she smile and kissed her husband and welcomed him home.
He scooped her up in his arms and said come with me. He said lets fly. He flew her around and about the ChessterFields surrounding their home. The fields in lighter and darker Lilac colours laid out like a Chess Board, the different allocations and suburbs within each square, alegrabically assigned , as , Chess Board notation ,from their White Tower. The flowers were in bloom in the different terrains, gardens and all was calm.
Gio brought Ellarya down into the Butterflairy Tree Trunk front room through the back hidden entrance. He had everything ,as their honeymoon. Elle as she turned to tell him it was “HIS TURN” , Giovanni changed. He split into two as if, he were twins. He held her in the front and from behind and had his dragon come and taste her everywhere as he pushed and explored her in his dual form. He turned her around and inside out. He was about to stop and drip the wine onto her and have her sip it , when she cried out. Alagron had gone to far and was squeezing her neck to have her mouth open, she nearly passed out. The wine went down and Gio took his wife and connected with her in every way, to assure the spell worked. Alagron conjured up the ancient words , “una mecum , intra IIT , et esto animo meo” (be one with me , enter to the dark side and be with my mind). They were all one. (Tchaikovsky:Swan Lake , The Final Scene , played in her head and she could see them dancing, the one choreographed by Nureyev, it blended into JS Bach: Toccata and Fugue in d minor- those darker tones with its hint of a more sinister edge) Gio had not turned to ice, instead he had reversed it and Ellarya was the one petrified in ice and his fury with her as he entered her, and invaded her 7th eye and found her trysts with Stefano. He repaid her in kind for every betrayal. He forced Steve ,to not see, but feel her pain and anguish as he stayed with his wife all through the night- on and on and on and on. Alagron feeding her with his specialized blend of wine which had her intoxicated and more than co-operative with Giovanni bringing their pain and pleasure to new forbidden heights that Giovanni knew no one could bring about in her but him.
Mymsha was sitting and guarding her eggs. She could not assist. Shyvra, sat with Ary. Ary felt it was all justified and she was avenged for the betrayal she felt came from Ellarya . Araswati allowed the black magic to take place . IN agreement with Giovanni – they felt avenged. Ary was playing an interview of Steve’s and listening to his voice, it was the interview where NO MUSIC was playing , which says it all really.Steve had played this for Elle , when they first started seeing each other. He gave her his music and that made all the difference, because it came from him- himself!
Ellarya had tasted and been one with Alagron as well as her husband.He had it planned and he possessed the dragon’s eye and insight into his hand – fast wife’s mind.
Giovanni’s intention had every possibility of backfiring. HE was wrong.
Elle’s 7th Eye was now not her own .Giovanni figured he had access to all Elle’s secrets. Ellarya had already taken precautions,before this night. The question was who got up out of their bed earlier ? Giovanni or Ellarya Giovanni was quite sure he did. Ellarya let him think so, you see, Giovanni, mumbled in his sleep and had revealed all. Ellarya had taken an antidote from Mymsha before Alagron summoned,poured, connected and conjured them connected. She had felt intoxicated indeed and her horns and tail had sprouted – fire and ice prevailed between them- love and lust combined is more than a potent combination. They really didn’t need the wine between the pair of them when they both felt that way. Giovanni and his Gemini twinned self, Giulio ,were just the “Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde” versions of Giovanni that existed within him.
Ellarya had more control that evening, in the wake of the Blue Moon. Gio and Giulio would come to learn this , as would Alagron. Ellarya , was the one, who could see within Alagron’s and Gio’s and Guilio’s 7th Eye , not the other way around. Gio had made a fatal mistake in note waiting for Old Hallow’s Eve. IT was Ellarya , who had put into his head to rush their honeymoon, She was not asleep or in dreamscape with Steve when Gio came into her chambers the previous late afternoon. She was positioned and waiting for him. She had sensed the danger and was more in tune with his arrivals as soon as he was near. Steve was safely tucked away in his music den, oblivious to what was going to transpire. Elle always made sure as husband and wife they were completely alone, she maintained that marital privacy for Giovanni.
Ellarya could see within Alagron’s and Gio’s and Giulio’s 7th Eye directly. Gio was seeing a planted memory and nothing more. Stefano had felt and seen nothing, other than his connection with Elle had been temporarily suspended. He was worried for her and felt odd without her and that is why he wept. He missed his friend, his lover , who was more than a handful. She was comforting and a good ally. ( Stay with me , by Sam Smith was whispering in the background at Steve’s)) Ellarya had protected “her” Steve and done her best by him and kept her promise.
Ellarya had The Dragon’s 7th Eye. 2 Dragon’s :Alagron & Myrethe with all the abilities that came with it. Ellarya had gained power and control and told no one. ( the tune now playing in Ellarya’s head was Tchaikovsky Sleeping Beauty ;she saw the ballet in her head, one she had seen so many times as a child ).
“Your Nuts” he said! You think I owe you £15 million pounds ? You’ve lost it honey. You have also not protected her for the last 3 years . Do you think you can wipe that out ? Do you think , I am scared of them or you? I’m not. Never have been and never will be. I can get rid of anyone whom I think is NOTHING and I can get rid of them quickly. IN fact, I can get rid of them all. Is that what you want?
Your dreaming honey. They can’t protect her or you. So , I can give you some money and pay you off. But NOT £15 million. Do what I want and I’ll let you and her live. Make your decision by the end of the day.
Bye for now ” Muffin”.
Hello, Ellarya. You’re mad. I’m leaving and your righteous pals don’t have the ability to stop me. Ask your precious ” Ary”. The Celestial 7, Great Drakes none of them can stop me. Face you: “NO” – I don’t thinks so. I THINK I WILL JUST DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE ONE AT A TIME. You won’t know who or when but I will make sure that your precious friend is first. It won’t be today. I’ll wait until your Birthday Celebrations are over. Go on, ask Tristan, “if he can stop me”!
Bye “Steve”.
This was Stefano’s response to Ellarya for all her hard work taking care of Ary. He refused to pay her what he owed and ” The Voice ” within him shouted this out to her:
“Ellarya ” Go to HELL”. You’re not worth £5 let alone £15 million”.
Ellarya stood her ground and mailed off the invoices in ” the real world” to his Jurisprudence Keepers. Not one word of a response? OF course Tristan showed up! He always did, good , bad , indifferent, otherwise.
( Stefano, did not get , with this statement, he had released Ellarya from her promise; she never had to see or help Ary again. He did actually ,however, owe Ellarya and her family , for services, and broken promises and letting Ellarya basically raise her children with nothing but love and hard work and determination to build back what was lost due to his direct action by leaving her. Her being Elle , and he DUMPED , that tragedy of Ary on her. HE best bloody well get back to work! He had taken a very very long break! What an IDIOT, an ” OXY MORON”! ha ha! HA!
IF that dumb witted, half-baked pratt, thought “Coin” was going to keep Ellarya down. He damn well got that wrong! She was going to PRINT EVERY DAMN Blasted WORD!
( She still loved him! RIGHT! – Don’t tell him! )
Like, for Tristan it was “OK” – “I’m here tell me what is going on! Why am I here, and what are we gonna do about it to solve this, …man, always hitting that groove and vibe.”So, he would go on! Tristan , would take the time , make the time and show up. He always did ,when it came to Ellarya. She was never quite sure why. He would be her undoing . Tristan held the only key to Ellarya , not just her heart but her 7th EYE- he felt and saw her. Ary used this against them both ; only a pretense friend. Ary had lost her way in how to be a friend. Elle , always tried to compensate and assist her with that. She did her to care for her Prime . Elle was privileged and knew what had befallen Ary , when, she was still growing up. Unless of course , they had all lied about that too!. A Liar is a liar is a liar. But somehow, Elle , never felt that was the case. She was very very sad for Ary. The black cloud and hand of the Diablo 7 , its degenerate that lashed out FILTH.
Professionally, they all worked together., at one time or another. The Universe had made sure they were all together at every stage of their lifeforce years, one or all would be with one or the other of combinations there of. Tristan figured Ary was a gift from the Universe and admired and loved her gifts, beauty and talent. Everyone did , including Allura. Ary in her many disguises impersonated Tristan’s JPK and , decided that what ? ” she was going to teach Ellarya ” a lesson for shooting her mouth off”! Ellarya had written to many of the leaders and influencers of their age , asking for assistance in getting her friends to settle the DEBT owed to her. Ary ,was a JPK and she could do so because besides being an incredible ‘Artereest’ , she spoke several dialects of the different heritages and realms of our Magical World. She had a certificates in JPK, worked on digital artistry ; a Butterflariy of many , many talents and such beauty. )She threatened to take Ellarya to a “World Court” , far in the reaches of the Diablo Sect of our Universe. Twisted Friggin COW- Ellarya thought! I recognize you! Pretending to impersonate someone else!
Once more ,Ellarya , had to stand her ground and say, Go ahead- but before you do, just confirm your ID both of you. Tristan was out on his Rocky Road and probably indisposed and the JPK didn’t respond to either of Elle’s confirmation IDs; It was Ary- trying to play ” Creator of the Universe” so to speak., her narcissistic personality. She figured because she was a Dowager Prime, so she could get away with it all. Well , she was no longer a Prime. She gifted it away to Ellarya . Ellarya would learn , she was a PRIME , in her own right! However, Ary had been placed, in suspension, isolation in a Crystallized Honey Dew Containment Sphere. One she had temporarily captured Admiral Umbral Lord Stefano , in so many years before; the Creation she had cruelly used to show Ellarya her own entrapment by Giovanni in their previous life. They were all such good friends and literally loved each other until death figured would part them. Not this Circle of Friends, they were bound and set together by the Celestial 7 , counterbalanced by the Diablo 7 they possessed gifts, sight, spirit of the “magicka ! of the Universe. They could delve into dark and light practices as per their souls decreed. They engaged with creatures and fabulous magical abilities and they were all DRAKONRYDERS.
Stefano gave Ary, an ESI: Enlightenment Service Incentive payment. He gave it to her for her artistry work. She worked under a number of aliases. She had so many personalities that she worked under , one- would wonder about her split personality traits. She got payments for each one, not so split at all, just enough to be under the radar . She made lots of coin in different places, different worlds, different entities and it was pretended to be otherwise. Claiming hidden “fame”, utilizing poverty -all in one. This as the ” Ally ” reference in her attributes as a friend: subterfuge. Had a laugh at Ellarya , with her daily treks to THRC. Was it really that way ? Avoid taxes? but she was an “Artereest ” and didn’t pay any! Taxes everywhere even in fantasyland to quote a monsieur by the name of Oscar Wilde: ” one thing you can be sure of death and taxes” and so it seems in every world, realm, there are dues to pay of some sort or another. The Universe whether dark or light realms ,had an HMRC or IRS equivalent with someone in its own “Sheriff of Nottingham” position. Ary figured she could dupe them ! This was a very established and wealthy being, figured she would always be able to continue with her charade. She held enormous respect and huge income which came through in so many avenues, as well as her ESI, from Stefano . This was his kindness and caring endeavour to his “bonded” partner. ( Sadly, a lie- made up. Just for the ESI, which there was no entitlement. )
Ellarya , had real faith in Stefano. She never did stop believing in him, despite his cruel words and rant. He never looked at how much she went through just to help , get back to work. She took care of all his concerns with Ary, so the burden of taking care of her and all her “crapola” and baggage that she carried plus all her own heavy sluglike weight itself., would not feel like Atlas with the world on his shoulders. He could relax and create ! Elle just wanted to see her friend well and happy. The invoice would be suspended with love and grace in perpetuity. She just knew one day, he would ROCK UP and make it alright somehow. Elle’s children , begged her to stay away from Ary for sometime , before that final visit. IN fact it was at least 2 full orbits of the Rosedrop World around the Maypole Solar System in which they spun.
Stefano created and ran a special agency : the Bureau of Potions and Weapons : the BPW- here, his staff would work civil service agents to assure all the business side of things was done for him and that Ary got her ESI payments , even , though, she worked and didn’t really deserve them. Ary just thought as Prime she could continue to rip everyone off including Stefano and the BPW; her list of attributes growing: FRA: friendship, reliability and now an ally as well. Such a” good friend “to all and just “excellent”” at being Dowager, Kurgha Prime. Thankfully, she had a 2nd , who picked up the slack.
Regardless of the horrendous situations , Ellarya found herself in, she remained true to her Promise , despite the many moods and outbursts and aspects to the Admiral Umbral Lord Beaumont: she just loved him .In spite of his down right cruelty to her, she held onto that love she always had for him, this he knew. So, he ranted away! She let him.
The Blue Roses Order was a secret society and one that Lord Stefano, kept to himself. Within the Order , he was simply known as Steve. He kept himself humbled and tried to be plain when keeping company with the other members. The Truth is he was just too beautifully talented and his heart really wasn’t that mean at all. He was sweet and kind .He always loved Ellarya , of that she was sure , in her heart. He was older, she was younger and they had a funny odd friendship born not just out of their moms ‘ circle sisterhood, but mutual affection and respect for one another, each in their own right . They knew how to hit out and hurt one another. Elle had just had enough and she figured that sending the invoice , would just kick him into touch! Out of the ballpark actually. He lost it completely! She always knew the way , she was headed. This was her friend, coin didn’t matter. He mattered and that was the point she would make to him in the end. Let him sweat it out a bit first, just a little! She loved him with all her heart. She would never hurt him ,truly, ever! This he also knew! Typical!
The Blue Roses Order was basically a group of talented musicians and arteests who band themselves together to corner the different worldly markets and incomes and proceeds from these endeavours. They made their deals behind closed doors , the old boys , handshake deals and dominated the Opulent Universal Stage, flitting between domains, worlds and realms. Steve Beaumont , as he was known within the Order was quiet , humble, serene ,didn’t say much. HE was usually thinking or looking into his 7th EYE checking on things , but mostly to check on Elle , keeping his connection with her, as he had promised. When Steve spoke up: everyone stopped and listened. They would come together as if they ,”they were in one small world ” . Behind closed doors , in their special Domicallary meeting bunker. Those certain special moments of Steve , speaking out were pertinent. He had a lot of influence in performance and design., within his Order.
The Blue Roses Order, like all secret societies had its own greetings and good byes and ancient rituals of initiation and expulsion – if ever the case was needed! Boitrus and talented , the most talented ‘arteets ‘of the day, lots of egos , had to put a lid on it as there was so much Celebrity Sparkle and Glimmer ,in their Bunker. Really it was an old snobby “boys” club! Elle wanted to be a member! How to get in them walls, another chapter, down the road. It is actually , way down the road, like a highway to hell. One could feel all that buzz of electricity in the air with the sparkle and glimmer of them all. (7th EYE is playing AC/DC’s Highway to Hell)
Ultimately, Elle , just made peace with herself and them. She let it all go! She just figured that Steve was a being of his word , and one day he would just come and sort it all out. He had been so very ill ,at one stage, if she had one wish , it would be to see him well and working… all of which came to pass.
Into the past, down the portal into Steve’s Domed home : KELA AHETO, many moons ago, Elle went and found out about his place. Giovanni had just smashed it and him up and he had been recovering. Elle , had followed Giovanni , one time and found the secret back way in through the Portal Green and black and gold LadybirdFlairy.
The main room , had a high domed ceiling with a single crystal chandelier., like globed droplets. It was lightly coloured walls with the branches of the roots intertwined in neat rows. Simple plain light brown sofa and matching chairs, surrounding an open hearth, with an oval cobalt blue hessian carpet, much like the one in Ary’s THRC. Elle had sneaked in on this day and found him. Quiet and solemn. They were always very good friends.
He saw her , not in the least surprised she had come as they were always connected to one another’s distress. It would send out waves like a beacon and one would come to the other. As good friends do. On this particular day, though, both Steve and Elle were very upset. They weren’t quite their normal selves and they just turned to one another. It wasn’t rational or planned.
Steve and Elle were looking at the cool low blaze of the fire in the hearth. And as they became close and entwined they moved onto the blue cobalt oval shaped carpet. As they laid down with each other , enraptured and twinned together, they looked up and the celestial cool silver reflective mirror that was created from the oval carpet like the reflection of the South Sea . The Carpet was made with Cobalt blue seaweed from the South Seas. and had the power of reflection. It felt like they were rocking and riding on waves as they tumbled and turned and explored one another, in ways they had never planned. Steve decided this was their moment , the one time , they were going to be together . He had playing, in the background for her Pachelbel’s Canon in D, so whenever she heard it in the future , Ellarya would always remember their special moment in time together. He asked “can you FEEL me”? She replied “YES” and he kissed her deeply. The room was slightly smokey from the hearth. Yet there was a cool breeze that wafted over them. The scent of the South Seas prevailed. Steve continued intimately , to entice, tease and be with Elle ; their senses came alive and heightened – their moments togetherness, that went on and on and on and on, well into the night.
Aryswati Dowager watched the reflection as it glimmered and shimmered through her carpet in THRC. She was going to kill them both. She was going to have to get in line. Giovanni had seen Elle enter Steve’s place and not come out.
Elle’s drake , alerted her mother as to the Firey and deadly thoughts that were going on within the 7th eye of the Prime about her 2nd. The Prime felt betrayed and plotted. She plotted and decided she was going to join forces with Giovanni , to make Steve pay for his ” liaison” with Elle . PRIME Dowager Kurgha attribute of understanding was somewhat twisted. She was actually , always thus , a little bit! She didn’t treat Steve as a soulmate, and that was his dilemma , the afternoon Elle had found him, Ary had left him alone and chased him away again. Elle was disappointed in her own situation with Giovanni and went searching for her friend to get some simple relationship advice. She had seen him being chased away by Ary in her cruel and heartless manner. Ary had lied to Elle about many things ,, including Stefano. Her harsh feelings and treatment of Elle stemmed from her own inadequacies, as is usually the case. Ellarya was the one ,who had been betrayed.
Elle and Steve together tumbled and explored one another and tears fell between them. They spent that night together in each other’s company, opened arms to one another .The “magicka” of their moment had transformed them both into their humanoid forms to be together this one night of their forever. Elle with her darker Indus heritage , Stefano with his deep beautiful brown eyes with a hint of green, his dark straight black fine,soft hair. He was stunningly beautiful. Elle , referred to him as such. Steve nicknamed Elle ” Muffin” this night. She had come with a special gift for him and put it in a muffin box and when he opened it, he was so taken aback, he hugged and kissed her. They ended up within each other’s grasp. Elle brought Steve , something special, not unique just special for him, being with her , in her life. It was given with love and innocent idyllic affection.Steve treasured the thought , the sentiment and her. He hadn’t quite planned it this way. It just happened.
Ary hated Elle for this , she was so jealous! Green green and more poison ivy green with envy. Steve and Elle and dropped a pebble in the pond with their enamoured friendship and the waves that came after caused battles neither of them could have anticipated. The waves went out and cascaded to both sides of the pond and broke the timeline continuance between past and present lives. The future had been changed for both of them.
Retrospectively, if they could take it all back would they ? Probably they would but at that one moment in time, the world outside fell away and they just explored and laughed and enjoyed each other ,with tears, all the same because perhaps somewhere they crossed a line with each other that they shouldn’t have. And it was a line of fire they crossed and they crossed it together. (Typical, their mothers both knew this was going to happen; didn’t they ! Elle never saw it coming. Steve, in all honesty, didn’t either! thoughts aside , it just wasn’t in the cards to happen, or so they thought?wrong again? or was it ? )
How we got from this to the the last words , Steve uttered to Elle , was all Giovanni’s and Ary’s doing to ruin their friendship.
Elle was not going to let that happen.That is also part of the reason why she decided that she was going to suspend the invoice out of love and respect for Steve. Steve was either going to prove himself or not. Elle decided , he was a man of his word and that the pebble they had both thrown in the pond , had delivered waves that Steve just could not get past. Elle was going to trust her friend and she never ever did stop believing in him to this day. There was going to be a reckoning one way of another. Ellarya was sure of that. Steve when he thought about it , would take it all back if he could. Ellarya , not so much. She really did love him,no one cared but her about that. Maybe Stefano did , it was also one of the last things he said to her ” Muffin, I know you love me! AND- there was more. Of Course there is more!!) Was love going to conquer all ? Whose love? Elle , Stefano, Giovanni, Ary, JANKUS and Elle’s Rock, Her Honey Rock Royal Highness, himself: HrRH: General Brandyn and Jerrick ,our “players” thus far.
When Pachelbel’s Cannon in D plays, Elle stops , remembers Steve and tears always come to her eyes of that one night of ‘blessed’ solitude with her most beloved and best friend. When she flits along the pondside in Butterflairy Rose drop world , she listens to the waves and looks for the Blue Roses that remind her of Stefano, wishing him well and peace and good health where ever he is ,in the Blue Rose Order within our Rosedrop World and beyond. The Universe , heard Elle’s thoughts for her friend and sent him those warm tidings , something he always knew, he could count on and hold in his heart. Ellarya always had apart of his heart. Elle when she got so upset when nothing felt right , so betrayed and let down by them all, she figured that her love for him had left her…it hadn’t ,Steve would always be part of Elle’s heart, good , bad or otherwise. She really did just love him , in her 7th EYE , listen and perhaps you too will hear : Pachelbel’s Canon in D playing . Elle’s love for Stefano, saved his life. He was on the brink of passing on and she couldn’t let him go. She could not bear her world without him in it somewhere, she prayed to the GREAT DRAKES and pleaded with them to bring him back for her. Elle’s prayer was heard , Stefano ,did not pass under the Wheel and Blue Roses grew and the Celestial 7 picked up their instruments and sent out Pachelbel’s Canon in D for all to hear and they played , within the 7th EYE :Elle’s love for Stefano and not allowing his great spirit and beautiful talent to pass. She was and is a practicing a Herebral Alchemist Healer to this day, Prime as well. She remains protected due to her practice and position, the lies unleashed upon her and her offspring and for being true of heart in all she did for Ary, for all of them and for what she still does. ELLARYA as Prime , maintained that innocent and pureness of white , of magicka and believed in her world and what she was and represents: purity of heart, belief in all kinds, regardless of origin or creed of being and the preservation of the Natural “Green” Worlds of her Universe.
Walking along the seashore, waves lapping and the quiet serenity of that sound, the blue and purple , and array of splendid flowers of all sorts that randomly appear long the cliff sides and the Celestial 7 sounds of the 7th Eye playing one of her tunes for those loves in her life,still she held within her .
HrRH , General Tristan was granted Parian’s 25 lifeforce gifted years and re-bonded with Elle , declared ,all those Moons and passage of time, nearly 50 lifeforce years ago. Tristan of his own “free will” had searched out and found Elle in her new role and position and in doing so,set , into the Universe the reunification of their ties. Giovanni, being the Lord of the New Lands, had the ability to rescind the ties , however, if he did so he would simultaneously regenerate his lavender and white bonds with Ellarya for the past, present and future and in doing so this time- BIND them together into eternity being no way to break those bonds of hand fasted husband and wife again.
Elle had either Tristan or Giovanni , one or the other , now, bonded to her into Eternity. This was set in stone by her Prime Dowager Kurgha when her word was law: written in blood in stone and to make sure that Stefano could never possess , Elle , alone by herself and sabotage their friendship.
Elle had found a way , around that sabotage, very simply Elle loved Steve and was going to trust him to make things “right” in this life and leave those eternal bonds to sort themselves out one way or another.
Elle was still not quite sure why Tristan showed up again in her life. He still had that lovely smile and funny laugh and way of being that , in truth, he was one of the few beings in the Universe , Elle completely trusted and felt ” at home ” ! She loved him more than she ever cared to admit to himself, to herself, to anyone. There was no special song or moment beyond those thoughts of when she was only just 5 years of lifeforce age. She looked at him 50 lifeforce years on and had the same thought as did he reached out in word and pen to her and the Universe , the Celestial 7 put them together again. Their word in thoughts , the 7th Eye had been heard and they were put together, Tristan had shown Elle a ring. All she wanted, was him. She didn’t ask for coin or jewellery, just him and that is why it was granted! Tristan was the General and leader of the Royal Guard known as tKOSS: the Knights of Socrates Service. Tristan had a sworn duty to protect the Prime and her household. Elle had placed Parian’s family as Stewards in post in the Royal Household. Nana , Parian’s Grandma was acting figurehead for Elle. She was stern and kind and had given her blessing to her’s and Tristan’s marriage, a 2nd one for each of them. Tristan, that is Parian ( being one in the same Parian being Tristan’s lifeforce ) . Without Nana’s approval , this marriage could not have taken place. The guardian ladies of the Felines: ladies M & M ( Dhanya ,who and taken her position with a name change: Mirra and the previous prime before Ary: Marwen ,were more or less omnipresent , in their children’s lives and approved of the union and re-union of Parian and Ellarya.
As the Blue Moon approaches, Ellarya and Parian, have been re-united. This was, she is pretty sure, of it ,Ary’s doing, in her quest to seek revenge , she had put Parian with Tristan and Ellarya ,once again.
Elle had her protection of the Drakes as well , and as of the Blue Moon, Marwen. would re-join her. Shyvra would be without her Ryder , as of the Blue Moon, if the promises made are not kept. Ary, in seclusion and isolation until the debt settled , the Felines to pass over for the next 7 ages of time.
Time ticked by with a racingly slow speed with anticipation- dragging one minute, hours gone by the next.
Giovanni, looked into his 7th EYE, his plans for Ellarya , had not changed and The Drakes were going to be awoken. With fire and fury ,and old dark rituals , not , used, for many a Century. Giovanni, was going to test those dark rituals with his hand – fast wife. If what he had been taught was true, Elle would always be bound to him , through the dark ties of his binding which he passed to her their Wedding Night The Diablo 7 were not letting go of the Cherished Child quite yet. Giovanni remained their agent due to his fury was going bind her to him in darkness instead of light.
The Diabo 7’s ladder hit the sides of its double helix, and AC/ DC’s Highway to Hell, then Hell’s Bells played. Pachelbel’s Canon in D was still playing, it finished . The Celestial 7 began to play Beethoven’s 9th Symphony, with his Ode to Joy.( Wonderful ” flash mobs” to see ,for this particular piece ). Peace and calmness and retaining her inner light was one way, Elle would be able to over come. “Ode to Joy” played on, composed by one of this Universe Greatest Talents still heard over 250 lifeforce years beyond its Premiere : BEETHOVEN!
“I THINK I WILL JUST DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE ONE AT A TIME.”- Steve would have to start with himself. Ellarya would never let that happen. Through the Great Drakes restoration of lifeforce she gave him back what was lost with love and let him “create” his Artistry for all to enjoy. All She ever did was love him and be his friend, and she let him be free to create ,not to destroy . For as her mother had said, it was the little “Duances! ” of life that mattered in the end.
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