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 sound of sliver of skcissors , cutting trimmings of her hair. Her head shoved back.
Her Hair was cut. We don’t believe you.
We need to see if you will pass this ” drug” test.
The tears flowed. Salty rivers of ICE formed as they splashed down and bouncing off her torso , onto the muddy floor.
She had been put in a dungeon. She just sat. The Dungeon , she had one at home, her musical abode and hideaway. Been so long, since she felt like that. She could hear the sounds and vibrations of all the musical notes. Only the ones that counted. She would listen over and over. The notes that came out into the air. The colours and sounds that danced around her head. The vibrations and sensations that reached her core and touched her own. Then,she would sit and play. NO one around. Just herself and her own soul, out into the Universe. Up into the stars she would float and release.
She sat still, knowing that she was being ” watched”. No one could see inside her head. They were trying to probe. They were trying to find the reason. They would never find it. The reason had already passed under the Great Wheel. Souls that did the asking, as we have said, already into the Light of the West.
She didn’t move.
She sat on a solitary chair. The chair was hard, small square seat with hard short legs. The back straight with bars and a small rest for her head binding them across.
She sat arms bound behind the bars.
Her head was strapped back , after the snipping.
Her Wings spread wide and pinned up.
Her legs crossed neatly underneath the chair as she sat straight. Her tail pulled around on her lap. Her appendages were tied at the ankles.
Tears dripped , creating the salty rivers that bounced off her torso and breast and flowed.
Blood seeped through the small vessels within her wings and dripped. It was as if they were trying to slice her open with each probe. Just questions. The questions were stupid. Dumb. Moronic. They didn’t understand, why she would help someone like that?
She closed her eyes and remembered. She listened to those notes. She saw behind the notes and sounds, she felt the soul. That was why she helped.
How could she not?
It was Dark Justice born out of jealousy! Someone like you. You don’t know anyone. You are not from here! We are going to do this to you and you can do nothing.
Wait .
Watch and see, she thought!
Just you wait.
Wait . Wait
Silence.
The door opened and they released her.
She stood up, feeling wobbly and light – headed . She was blinded by the light . She heard it. She felt it. She saw them and left them where they stood . Those pathetic jailors , who felt they were so righteous.
They were simply ” wrong”!
It is NEVER wrong to “HELP” someone. EVER!
Pure spite and jealousy all around had done this to her.
IT was all just a memory now. She remembered , the hearing , when they all looked at her , as they told her, we knew , you would pass the drug test.
She looked at them and didn’t flinch or respond.
She came back into the present. Her memory of the event, long since past.
Why did she help for so long ?
Simply, only love does that!
ONE MAN, ONE SOUL, ONE LIFE!
OF Course, She was going to help him! ” Silly Man” that he was!
How could she not.
All in the past.
Dark Justice was coming into the Light.
And she just let him go, into the past too.
Prince Azar had arrived.
The new King was enjoying, the Prince’s lavish hospitality.
Ellarya looked up, her Starlight shone. She felt his glow, their auras joint.
Ellarya thought of all of this, as she entered Prince Azar’s lavish palatial home. She was intrigued to find out about him. If her memories of their time together would come back to her and if they would find the missing key, that would unlock, that diary.
She had searched and searched for centuries for the lost key ; now , to find Heston Azar,and her back together , in this time and place. How very delicious this was going to be? Or was he? No, they were NOT like that? Or were they.. Damn it ! Why couldn’t she remember. She was quite sure he did! He was saying nothing. How ? How to get him to open up and talk to her and show her ?
Dark Justice had found its LIGHT. It wasn’t justice this time , but Alchemy. Prince Azar was a master of Dark Alchemy and he shone with that knowledge deep within him.
Lost key.
A Dairy of Secrets.
Dark Alchemy and Starlight , our Dark and Mysterious Prince Heston Azar. He was rich. He was glamourous. HE was shy and full of depth. He was captivating. HE was very, handsome and a Genius, with his Art.
The Key had been stolen, many moons before.
King Chad had put out a decree, a REWARD , to be given for anyone who could unlock the mystery of the Lost Key.
Ellarya Prime had asked her new King , to help her find the Lost Key, to the Ancients Diary. She had to negotiate with King Chad. He was a keen and skilled , in this craft. She knelt before him . He was pleased. As she knelt, she looked up at him , with that knowing look, he asked for the doors to be closed, to his Throne Room. The decree was declared , shortly after her departure.
Dark Alchemy. Ellarya remembered !Smiled , deep and wicked! Cold steel !
The Lost Key just had to be found. The Ancients were calling. Powerful and luxurious Prince Azar had held the key at one stage. If only he could remember where he put it down. His Prime was not going to let up this lifetime. He knew her well, their vibrations were the same frequency! She didn’t remember everything. HE wasn’t sure if he should tell her. She was more than light. She was dark too. Yes, he needed to remind her of why she was dark like that and how that came to be. She had been his student. He smiled with his memory, and why the Key was lost.
He had curly black hair, a lovely smile, his eyes shone and sparkled!
He was glitter and shine!
As he held up, in his powerful and skilled hands, his sabre glimmered before it struck.
He sent out vibrations like a sonar radar.
He hit hearts and minds.
He was very special.
His gifts were plentiful and his heart generous and kind!
He forgave our Prime, her transgressions. They were the best of friends in this life, as for the past, Elle didn’t remember it sometimes as clearly as she would like. They had past lives togethers. They came to her in flashes.
There was a new Prince in Rosedrop World. He had taken up Residence in The Barracks. He was the new Commander of the guard. He was a Drake Ryder and he rode the Empress , herself. He was her Ryder and he had come forth from the depths of the Portal , before it closed. He shoved Tristan and Parian aside, scampered through and made sure the push he gave them landed them in the Vortex of the portal.
Tristan with Parian, depart our story, with the arrival of our Persian Prince: Heston Azar. He was an expert Ryder , that is why the Empress was his. He had come back to her and his origins in Rosedrop World, the Mushroom, beside the Butterflairy Tree, which in fact , in grown up language, was simply palatial and it glittered and sparkled with the warmth of our mysterious Prince.
Our Prince, found Ellarya, sitting on his mushroom top, as he came out. Where have you been Heston ? How long has it been? Why now ? Best get to the Barracks and sort out the Guard. Yra has all the children. The Empress has gone off to supervise , all the little Draklings and the Unicorns.
A New Songbird had been called.
A New Prince had arrived.
King Chad had taken over as the HRrH, Honey Rock Royal Highness , in the land. He appeared on the 7th day of our Celestial Calendar days , this time round, otherwise known as our Sabbath Day.
The Jai ladders had been hit, they unleashed their Generate and Ellarya Prime , found the Celestial 7 had sent her HEROS to connect and be with her.
They came.
They picked her up, after her fractured hearts had been shattered.
The Songbird, the Persian Prince and the almighty HRrH adventures, had just begun.
Empress Drake Rubyna surveyed the 7 draklings, the Unicorns of both dark and light , she called the mothers and said and why don’t they all have Ryders as yet ? call the parents – all of them and march , everyone of those children in here!
We need to get the Ryders assigned. She made it sound simple. Of course it wasn’t . Kids , animals and magick with practical and masterful jokers on the rise ,was trouble .CHAOS , of course , as always, trying to rear its Ugly head.
She had left them behind, Stefano, Giovanni and Tristan ( with Parian )and she did not EVER play their music again. She stopped believing in them all. “Honour Wall of Souls of the Bravely departed , held their PRIDE, the hopes and dreams , of days gone by. Ellarya Prime left that intact, although she had to mend and pck herself up , from the tatters they left her in, and the children. They just didn’t matter to her anymore! She knew they would be pleased. Their Music and their hearts stopped beating for her. She refused to hear, see and feel them. She passed them over to their own fates and left destiny and the Celestial beings to deal with them.
Where was Zsod?
Going back through the portal, before it closes, Prince Heston, looks around his domain, in the Land of Zsod, Prince Heston Azar was Supreme. He had stories of his own.
Ellarya would have story night with all the children, draklings and unicorns, one a week Only , on weeks , the flashes of Heston and Ellarya came back to her. Heston would pick up his Mandolin and play along.
In the distance, the Songbird would sing . He could sing to anything. His Call , always hit and touched and connected with Ellarya. His Song and resonance , only heard by her . Her Songbird’s call was UNIQUE to her and her alone .Only our Prime felt , heard and saw this. Dhanya brought her to see him once many years before , in a small cottage , that was hidden and secluded , in a distant land that was far , in space and time , near and close in heart, soul and mind .Ellarya held her Morher’s hand , still very young and looked at her Songbird sing ! She said , to her Mum , “isn’t he beautiful”.She looked at him with his wavy blonde hair and blue eyes . He looked over at Dhanya , and then he his gaze ventured down to Ellarya .He held her , their eyes locked , in a binding stare ,for what seemed an eternity to Elle. His eyes danced and smiled , his heart full of love and whispered promises , left unspoken.Time would have to wait and develop and grow.
Elle knew then , that if ever , her Songbird called her ( when she was big enough of course ) , she would have no choice but to drop everything and answer his call!
Would that happen? TRISTAN was a FLAKE ; she should have known better !
What are the chances of that ? She should have given up on her promise for Stefano, long before she did ! Giovanni , finally had to return to his other family and life for good ! Something Ellarya always knew. Just as well, he was a bad news bear , always trouble and when she thought about it turmoil always surrounded him ! Not great for Elle and definitely, not for the kids !
Sunilal and Dhanya , always used to argue , it was what Elle knew : love and arguments , seemed an endless cycle ! Elle wanted that cycle broken.
WELL, that’s right , the dye had been cast , and the dice rolled . Destiny and fate decided to take part. The Magic 8 ball was in play for them all .
Our new King , HRrH, CHAD , he would simply Rock their worlds, all of them.
There’s a glance . The water flows . The trees grow tall . There are whispers in the wind , I hear your call . As, the water flows , waves begin to form. They build slowly , feel the pounding , as the waves come together . They explode , with force , as the waves touch , surge snd blend. They move back and forth . The water flows. It soaks all it touches. Their love is like this . It flows and beats within. Nourishes and surrounds . The source is the Songbird’s Song that hangs in the wind . Tiny whispers that touch , like the waves , as the water flows. Sun rises and falls , as long as the water flows . She will hear her Songbird’s call , those whispers in the Wind . She will feel it all , the good, the bad, the sad. She will always belong to him , she always has. Her Songbird’s call , those notes that dance and sing , nature’s music. The water flows . The trees grow tall. The Songbird sings . Such are her whispers in the wind. Her Songbird has called 🌹💋
This was the way, Elle got spoken too , by Araswati Kurgha.
Elle was helping her, own time, own money! It was a full-time job in its own right. Demanding, unappreciative, assuming that it would go on indefinitely. Not ever saying ” thank you” , by treating her well and speaking to her with respect and appreciation. Nooooo. Elle got abuse, after abuse after abuse from that Kurgha.
No one kept their word.
No one paid her back!
On and on it carried on !
Every ” dog” has its day!
Just “YOU” wait.
Elle left in tears , everytime! Her efforts always shot down with some sort of personnel afront , attack: look how you are sitting, look how you are chewing, you have to use the bathroom again? You are walking too loudly, stomping around like an elephant. ……
You need to come on Saturday , early evening , to help me with my Daily Living Needs. I can’t do it by myself.
Drag her out ! Away from her own family , friends , taking up her weekends !
Ohh , just sit with me! I had a wash before you came ! So, while you are here now spend the evening with me! Wrecking every weekend with some kind of emergency, garbage, all of it! Same as ” kicking off , every Friday”! Just the same but worse. This was her” friend”, her “Prime” , doing this to her!. The worst kind of abuse was dished out to Elle, worse than any man in her life, ever: before or since.
This really trumped them all.
Green Eyes, well that one, trumped them all.EYES were NOT Green at all. They were aquamarine , with Gold and Purple Flecks. all her companions, never mind, his hands were “gifted”, very special.
Always cried and carried on about what happened to her ? The Victim had become the perpetrator. If it was thought that what was done to Elle was any less horrific they were all wrong. It was prolonged , sustained and collectively perpetrated.
How ?
Why?
She did not understand anymore!
Being full on job, mother and she had her friends all of them to keep happy also , she was tired! Just sat, listened and literally put through the worst times ! Forced listening to complete and utter rubbish that was NOT produced by her friends!
Crap !
Crap !
And more Crap!
Please go get me some crispy, salty, fried anything with loads of ICE CREAM Shakes. You need to go, I don’t care that it is midnight. I don’t care that is is 2 am.
I want .
I want .
I want it now.
Stomp of the feet.
Stomp of the feet.
Stomping of feet !
Stupid Witch !
Friggin , FRACKING , Elle figured she was , at this rate , idiot primal witch!
A promise is a promise ! If you don’t keep your word , you could loose them all, not just one but all! She wouldn’t risk it! She helped until she was sure they were all safe and well, including that OLD WITCH!
Smash of a glass. For loss of a simple candle light. She had been taken out on a special “shopping trip”. Taking time away from family and children.
She didn’t have any. Couldn’t didn’t care about anything past her own god damn nose.
Stopped taking care of herself. Putting immense pressure on the one who care for her for all the others.
OOooo, do come and eat with me. You aren’t going to let me eat all by myself.
That’s nice what you are wearing. Take it off and give it to me. It will look better on me. I can’t go out. This was my mother’s. I am only going to ” borrow it! She took the sparkly blue scarf and refused to give it back, when it was recalled. She was told, if ever ,we part company this must be returned. Of course the old frump kept it. She was mean like that.
A Liar.
A Cheat .
A Thief.
She was the all the wicked witches put together. She was of course the Durgha Prime, Araswati. Her victim and “slave” was Ellarya. PURE JEALOUSY, was the bottom line!
Misery loves company.
Ellarya worked herself into the ground , doing all that was asked for Stefano,for Giovanni, for Parian with Tristan , for the Celestial 7.
She grew and grew.! One day she thought, just look at what that old Cow did to me. Elle looked at herself in the powder room crystilline, silver mirror, she looked like a slug! She had two spare tires and her babies hormones was not the only cause. She had lost Parian’s twins. HE would not speak to her , unless it was to pull her to him, he could cast his spell and she would be exactly how he wanted her to be. Parian and Tristan were one!
Drop the dead weight around you.
How?
She could not.
She had to keep her word. She did! Her home went. Her profession almost went. Lost her two last babies , until Tristan , found a way to bring them back. She was really pissed with Tristan. All time idiot , he was. She looked at him sometimes , when ,she looked back at this moment , when she reflected and realized… I JUST DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE! Any of you! Mostly true!
She was fat .She was NOT that , that stupid. She finally had to admit to herself, the truth. Her best friends, all of them , had betrayed her and all of her children. She didn’t get angry. She was just very, very sad about them all!
She was not miserable. Elle always found away to be “happy” !
She remembered her mother’s teaching. There was one way to be released. Two things had to happen!
Fat friends, like misery like company. Elle didn’t care. NO matter her size, she always looked good. She looked inviting , kind and her partner (s ) always found her and that really just pissed off everyone , who knew Elle in her “Prime”! What they had not realized , was that Elle, had yet to reach her Prime. She was still developing. Araswati was deliberate sabotage to Elle for Stefano. Giovanni watched , because that was the voyeur , in him. Tristan with Parian, always found a way to be the centre of attention, or be there with the centre of attention at the time, craved it, he sure bloody did! Elle laughed at some of his antics. He sure was funny at times.
How could they betray her so ?
Ha! Elle thought! She thought and thought and thought.
OF course it happened. She asked her Mother , to intervene and make it happen. Elle also asked her ancients, starting with her grandma! She knew they would NOT let her down.
The Spirits did , what was asked. Love transcended the boundaries of earth worlds and beyond to do this for Ellarya , their loved and cherished child.
Araswati said the unthinkable: “I DO NOT LOVE ,STEFANO”, and once more she said it as Elle was crossing into her dwelling, THRC with a hidden weapon, a sharp sword behind her! She had broken the promise, the spell. The bonds and ties had been cut. YOU never, ever, greet someone with a sharp weapon , as they cross the threshold , from the world , into your dwelling. It cuts the love and friendship. Ellarya felt it all “flutter” away from her. The bonds, the ties, fluttered down into the earth from which they came. They reached the flutterlanes as they touched the forces that held those bonds, they dissipated and disappeared to become of the past, not the present anymore, releasing and allowing a new future of possibility to take hold for Ellarya Prime.
Ellarya, felt a surge within her, her own gifts and being , and power that Araswati had been masking, were released. She had been bound by Araswati. She was released from those bindings ARAWASTI had broken all their ties. Ellarya was now completely and totally , PRIME! We have said this before, but this was now at a new level. Ellarya would come to learn all of this in time. Dhanya had told her about this, her learning and how each year it would develop and grow.
Ellarya felt it, that surge., knowing in time she would learn the nature of.
Stefano cried out! Ellarya heard him.
Ellarya was released. She never had to return to that fat , selfish , horrible WITCH! Let her rot in her own stew. Let her clean up her own vomit and mess ! Let her sit in her own stinking smoke infested hole. Let THRC be overrun with rats, spiders, beetles and the horrid creatures that can keep her company. Let the dark smoke infiltrate. With that, the false facade of what Elle, had seen within THRC, was broken and she saw the place dilapidated and cracked and broken , the roots that came through the wall. The worn upholstery , that was thin bare and worn. Stuffing missing from the furniture. The hearth, fallen in places and broken and functional. She saw the witch as she was harsh and cruel , filled with HATE .She had ,had for life and blamed everyone, for what had happened to her. IT was in fact one of the saddest moments of Ellarya’s life. Despite all that she had been put through, Ellarya had her ” humanity” and still felt for this pathetic shell of a being in front of her. She had truly loved her and it just melted away. Araswati had flown ,elsewhere and betrayed Stefano, Ellarya , their world! All that she had taken care of and given up for the love of Stefano. No wonder their Moms were so worried about him Just look at what , he had tied himself too. Love knows no boundaries she thought. We love who we love. Let it all just be. His choice. She hoped he would be happy, eventually.She hoped somehow , they would sort it all out and be happy someway, together. Regardless, She knew Stefano would be more than “OK”! Ellarya had assured that herself!
HE WAS!
Before she left, Ellarya, looked at Araswati and said to her, Good Bye, Be Well, take care of yourself. Let Steve know, I will be in touch with him soon. She smiled , her smiled and went out immediately to Lord Admiral Stefano’s place.
He was waiting for her. I am sorry , my Muffin, was all he said, as he took her into his open arms , once again.
Elle smiled. Stefano was always her best friend. She stood by him , as best friends do.
She didn’t care about , all the horrible, disgusting things Araswati , put her through for him. She would do it all again for him. She knew, she felt it.
Fat friends, get even, she made her fat too. Took everything away.. or so , she thought. She couldn’t.Be wary of someone with falseness , it will , show through, eventually. Ellarya had listened to all her Dhanya & Mahaghi had taught her. She protected herself and her children, as , she had been shown, everytime she crossed , that particular threshold…..”JUST IN CASE!” Thank the heavens, she listened and followed those most ancient of protection that belonged to her through her Ancients.
Stefano would always love his Muffin.
Giovanni had a piece of her heart. Stolen , but his all the same.
Stefano ,he had given Elle a piece of his. heart. Ellarya would never take one step against him, ever! Everyone should have known this from the start. He did! He always did!
Tristan, just, would “rock ” up or send Parian. She was well pissed with them both. Go on she thought, get out there and be on the Road, that long, long every lasting , non- ending Road. Hit it and stay there , she thought! What a man!, the pair of them.
Ellarya never saw the Durgha again!
Getting even- had not even started !
She licked her lips. She spread her wings. She flipped from horned self , to Poison Avy , back to herself.
She looked into the Silver Celestial bowl and saw what she had become. I am going to fix this.
She decided , she had taken the worst that Araswati had to offer her , this was her form of friendship. Ellarya decided better. She left Ary,now known as her true self ” ARA” with everything , including her guys. ARA C/ ARA D /ARYC , part of the Celestial and Diablo 7! Ara would always be OK. She flitted from side to side. She tottered that balance beam and with her emotions, could cause a storm , a natural catastrophe, such was her power. It was gone , for now. Whether that was her intention, part of her role to put Elle through all of this and then release her in the cruelest of ways? Elle was never sure. She held onto a degree of hope that it was not a complete , betrayal and all part of a larger plan. Time and future events sometimes have to be revealed , retrospectively , she learned. It was all part of the achieving and fulfilling process, and it bloody well hurt. Blood was spilled, over and over, Elle’s blood. ARA had passed it all to Ellarya in that one swift motion: her actions and words combined. Ellarya had a direct path to the Celestial beings, it was part of being a feminine being & essence and PRIMAL.
Let them be.
Let it just be.
Let all the music , play on.
So , it did!
Stefano was back at work.
Elle had done her duty by him. Her promise kept. Her best friend was happy and back at work. She was so very proud of him. He looked just great.
Was it worth it all ?
Of course it was!
AND , Ellarya, picked herself up from her powder room , went out on one her drake. Came back to be Mom and took care of them all, all but Araswati. She never saw her again by choice. She really did leave her. Let them all take care of her the way , I did , she thought. They can’t even ,with all of them together , they couldn’t. And that is how she left them. Together , well, happy and to take care of the Dhurga , themselves.
Elle concentrated on her children,her drakes,and being the best PRIME in her own right. She had earned it!
Giovanni called! Get on with it! You need to sort out the GHS! I am watching you. What else was new! He had been watching her , since their school days. Like that, was ever going to stop. Man, he , really was just difficult at times!
“ALL RIGHT”! Elle, shouted back at him, coming out of his powder room. She did take a very long time , in there. She looked into the Celstial Silver Bowl and remembered it all! She had brushed away the tears, with the memories of the viciousness and harshness ,with which, she was treated. She cringed , shook, stifling the PTSD symptoms with the associated memories. For the longest time, she could not talk to anyone, on a personnel level. She isolated herself. She got herself into a better way of living. She had lost her concentration to read long prose or literature. She started small with word puzzles , the ones she used to due with her Mum. She got some real puzzles and played with her children. She cooked and helped them to learn to cook. She sorted through all the clutter of all the homes! She got a good job with a a back to work programme with support and mentorship.She just worked and worked. THAT ,She could do.
Clear space. Clear mind. Positive Energy and thoughts and actions. She did indeed DROP , the Dead Weight around her and herself.
Giovanni, sat there looking at her! Just what have you been up to in there ? I thought, I was going to come and drag you out! Really Elle, don’t keep me waiting like that again. You better NOT be thinking of anyone but me!
Promise me, he said! You love me the most don’t you? Ellarya looked at him , smiled and said, ” of course” , I do, as she crossed her horned tail with his scorpion one!
Getting even , nah, leave that to the sad and pathetic, the Durgha’s flame went out for Ellarya. Love of friendship with her was truly lost. Not ever to be rekindled , or trusted again.
Ellarya had defeated , all the odds and got back to work at her own and new GHS! Gio was right!
OF Course, HE was always bloody right!
She missed him when he was gone! Got over him! Time would tell!? She did! Life moved on beyond them all!
Frumpy Fat Friend , getting even!
Nice try!
Ellarya was steel and coldly, determined.
She would not ever let them know, how badly, they had hurt her. How sad she was , how badly, they all sat back and watched ,as Araswati mistreated her.
Gold Eyes with Purple flecks , background of Aquamarine , let her down. She could not bare , that horrible Saturday. IT all ended that day with him. Elle got very sick. She managed to find her balance . She got up. She left him behind ,her hearts shattered. Life moved on! She mustered the strength, to stop the bleeding, to mend her hearts. She got up and she got back to work.
Her hearts had been shattered, as they shattered and broke and splintered the bands that contained the PAIN of the Degeneate and the Filth were opened and released into her. She had met and succumbed and assimilated all the requirements of her Primeship! No one tells you that , the last step is complete and utter despair. You are placed between life and death and passing into the West. You have a choice to release the pain and go into the West, let the Ancients come and take you. You sail away and continue your Journey, waiting , for the Wheel of LIfe, in the Heavenly Skies ,to bring you back once again. She was going over, into the West. Elle had finally succumbed, those AQUAMARINE EYES, with the “gifted and special hands” , succeeded where every one else had failed. Dhanya had warned her about those those Gold and Purple flecked Eyes. She didn’t really get it. Ellarya did not expect that from him. She fell and bleed. She was going to bleed out, her hearts having been completely and finally crushed and shattered, by the power that held her hearts , in those precious hands.
Elle crashed.
She had crashed into a new and bright light, a shining Starlight. The Starlight surrounded her, picked her up! The Starlight was hers. It was her Starlight. She healed and got up. She would , now, attached to this inner glow, would NOT ever let it go! The Starlight healed her and she found a new level of being and raised herself up with the pain and being and understanding she was and is a PRIMAL FORCE ! She had joined into the next level of Primeship: renewed, refreshed and whole.
Shattered hearts had stopped bleeding. Starlight healing.
It was Elle’s and Yra’s children, who finally made her see and she devoted herself to them all. The little draklings and the older drakes saw it too. The Jesters danced. The Diablo 7 rang its bell. The Unicorns came and raised the roof. They came in a stampede to protect Ellarya. Their horns glowed , they bowed and charged. They let their glow, their force surround her ! They found her Starlight ! She was going to crash into that Starlight and that Starlight was going to shine within her ! The Universe was NOT going to let Ellarya Prime go just yet. She still had work to do!
Elle knew there was the next battle to fight, getting even, turned out to be the best thing that happened to her! She found that inner strength , she never knew she had.
HER Starlight had found its home, Ellarya Prime, cherished child with Starpower, gifts, Moonlight and Starlight. Her blood glowed with her Starlight.
The Kurgha got her wish, Dr.Ellarya Sierra Brandyn, doctorate certified Herebral Alchemist & feminine PRIME , never looked at her with her face again!
Yes, they barred her , but they could not hold her down or back. She left and told them all to ” SHOVE IT” ! Go on keep it!
They did!
They watched her fall, and fall, and fall.
SPLAT.
Darkness.
Nothingness.
Emptiness.
Despair.
I don’t need to get up.
NO one will miss me , when , I am gone.
NO one will care.
I am gonna stay curled up in a ball and never get up……..
MOM, Oh MOM …. we are hungry! The drakes are here! We need to feed them and we are all out of their Special Food.
Can , I go to Aunties’ and get some and see how our sisters are doing.? We decided to make breakfast ourselves.
Ohh…..NOooooooo! She thought, Scrounged up in her duvet, actually it was Giovanni’s how did she end up in his room, yet again. Oh yeah!
Never mind that now, she swung her legs up and decided that the disaster kitchen of kids getting their own breakfast would not happen today. She rushed down and whipped up breakfast… Nope you are all having some special tea and toast with Bloomberry Red Devil Jam , their favorite. The tea was sweet like Chai and a special natural blend and creamy with soya milk. The red jam was a nickname for strawberry jam with a dash of black pepper. That was all! But they loved it and full cream butter made out ordinary cow’s milk. ( there are something’s that are just as good as they are, so leave them that way , ha ha )
She rushed them off to Yra’s! Giovanni emerged. She hadn’t realized he was still around. Before she could say anything, he grabbed her by her hand and said , sit down. She looked at him, you mean at the kitchen table. NO, my office, come on we have work to do! She smiled at him. NO, I mean work!
Ellarya , did not really know what was wrong with her. She couldn’t be pregnant again! She had all the babies that were predicted. Giovanni said, we have to get your GHS back! What are you going to do about those bigots ? The ones who don’t know their asses from their elbows, think , they know it all because they are connected and are going to bully you out of what is yours! Are you going to let them.
Ellarya said , YES!
Giovanni slammed his hand down and changed. His horns came out, Elle just starred at him, he was her mirror image exactly! How ? She asked him ? “i didn’t know “! He looked at her and said, “I stole a piece of your heart. How didn’t you know “? HE stopped and sat down changed back and cried! “You don’t really love him more than me , do you “?
Gosh, Elle , looked at him balling his eyes out! “What is it Gio, tell me”? He didn’t tell her. He stood up and said, “ Well you just bloody well think of a way to fix this! I won’t have it , you understand me! NOT one bit! You find a way to fight this! Don’t you think for one second, I am not going to watch your every move in this.
You remember your ties to me remain always, the unbreakable strand will always connect you to me. I have stolen a piece of your heart. You can never have it back. Never”!! !
“I am going to see our daughters, over at Yra’s ! Gosh all the kids are playing and the drakes. Do you know she still has all the little unicorns and both the dark and light ones are there . They aren’t leaving or separating they are as if they are part of the same origins, they are just playing side by side and they don’t know they are NOT supposed to be playing together. If only, it would stay that way when they grew up”.
“You better get over to Yra’s for dinner. She told me to tell you, its your turn to make dinner for everyone. The Great Drakes are coming to help take care of the draklings and baby sit for awhile. All the older siblings , have gone on strike. I sent them all to be with their cousins in the real world. So, just you , me Yra and all the little ones.
Come on hurry up and you better think of something, or it’s back to the Butterflairy trunk for you! And i won’t let you out”!
“One more thing, if YOU EVER see that GUY with the those AQUAMARINE EYES again, you will go into the VOID. No one will be able to find you”.
Yes, Ellarya’s life was a mess! She had kids galore. She had her best friends to take care of; She had no practice, no money and no means. Yet, she found a way to be happy and cook and do all that Gio expected of her. After all, he was still her best friend from school,sometimes she just saw him that way!
Damn it , she thought. She really had forgiven him. It was the only way it was possible to go forward. She would not bare it , if anything actually happened to him. Because , your childhood best friend will always be your best friend .
This chapter is dedicated to my best friends, from Grade 6, Lower School. They all know who they are. All our courtesy cousins, my aunt and uncle and to the next generation of children. I love you all! RIP, the ones who have already passed over. Not forgotten. Say ” hi ” to our Moms. Love to our Dads. All the good times we shared. For all the ones yet to come.
Ellarya looked into her heart and remembered her friend. She remembered the good times, and decided that Araswati,Kurgha was forgiven. She could turn into her forms of Kali and Durgha . She could rage against all who actually hurt her. She was equal to and worse than. She was a destroyer of anyone , who tried to help, believe in her, give her blind faith and love. Once more she hurt children. She lied all the time and was 2nd to her nature. She figured that everyone owed her something! She stole life and power from anyone , who was suscepible and would kick you if down. She had no qualms about hurting and taking from children. She had turned into what she had loathed , a pathetic creature of “GREY” substance. She was destined to wonder the lanes. She would remain as such, it was now decided until such time , as debts were settled , and compensation for harm caused rectified.
She was allowed by love of what she once was to remain in The HOVEL, slow and low. Ellarya and Yra hoped it would return to brighter happier days and colour and the waters of life would return once more.
The Flutter Lanes now moved and circled around Ellarya and Yra. Ellarya insisted that her 2nd remain with her and refused to let her go. That Essence of Friendship was always there!
Ellarya was Primal ,, Solar Sunshine cherished child and moon essence. She face the unknown and looked into those “AQUAMARINE Eyes ” , that hurt her so, and decided : Banishment . With that thought, the love that would have been between them into Eternity broke.
Ellarya was ill and spent five days mourning her loss. She had hoped that somehow, the Aquamarine Eyes would just show up, set aside the ” rules” for love and just come and whisk her off. For the very least, just send out that call.
She waited.
She hoped.
She prayed.
She was desolate and alone. Feeling drained and forlorn. She heard it … it came through in a whisper. It grew louder. It was such a sweet melody she heard. The sounds and reverberations stayed with her throughout the day.
It was the calm before the storm. Before , the next level of despair.
Always , the degenerate , try to bring you down. She knew it was coming. Tried hard not to fall into the trap. She knew how they worked. She knew it was the Kurgha’s doing. Never mind, there was only one thing left to do: FORGIVE!.
Ellarya’s hearts soared, relieved of the pressures of her betrayals, all of them.
The sweetest of melodies was now playing on her heart strings.
Going back to where we left her. She was riding high on the Draconus Angeles having conquered all the steps to get to him.
They were all whisked back to Rosedrop World. The portal was closed.
All the babies, and their mothers, the little unicorns and draklings. The dark and the light celebrated in Ellarya’s success. The auras came out in an array , a blasts of glory. They danced across the skies and the colours of the rainbows came out , both dark and light elements. Rosedrop World and beneath were lectical, as the tinselly sound of the dancing skies , hissed and whispered through the air.
Despite , all that was done to her and going to be done to her., Ellarya was happy. All the babies were healthy, her friend Yra was well and happy. Giovanni was making sure she was happy. This pleased her immensely. Why wouldn’t she want her best friends, together and happy.
Everyone went back to work.
Ellarya , tried to enter her own GHS, she was barred.
This is the next adventure in our Prime’s story, her despair and triumph over the cruelest of systems, that displaced prejudice and lack of understanding of illness , mental health and most of all ignored religious respect. Isolating and punishing hard work and basic of rights. The right to just be able to choose to help someone , because simply you could.
This Entry is dedicated to SL, Vicar, who taught his parishioners Jesus words, about blind faith and help. Those particular sermons, rang very true.
Ellarya Sierra Prime decided the time had come to let them all go, into the past.
She broke those bonds.
She found the way.
Very Simply – all she had to say is ” I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE!!
All the ties were broken.
She looked at Steve and said, I will NOT ever play your beautiful music again, UNLESS , you come and make this right. She finally faced the fact: her very best friend , had let her down. He didn’t deserve her love anymore. She remembered being held down. She remembered being hit and beaten and spit and stomped on, demanding that she let go of her love for him. She refused. She never thought there would be a day , she just didn’t love him anymore. IT wasn’t that! Her love for him changed. She walked away. She let him go. LET him be free and happy and let him be bound to Araswati into the Forever. Let them be bound to spend of their days and time together. Let him be her keeper and do it all himself! Let him do all the jobs , Elle did for him, for her , himself. She remembered the daily jibes, the cruelty and how they all watched. She let go of hate. She let love in for herself!
Elle had faith and belief in herself. When the Universe and the degenerate and the fallout, came. She withstood it all and found her way. She understood, she was PRIMAL and SHE WAS PRIME, cherished child with star power and moonbeam essence flowing with in her. Why didn’t he tell her the truth ? Perhaps , he did ! It was many many moons before. She needed to reach deep to remember. Let him go. It was for the best. He didn’t care what she went through to say to him: ” I love you” ! Not , anymore.
Tristan was best , they went their separate ways. She never saw his blows coming. She stopped loving him that day. Best leave him be, he takes drastic steps and falls so low. She would not see him, anything but , the most he could be, it wasn’t love, it was just being a ” friend”! He had not broken her heart. He shattered it. Her hearts were splintered ! She had to find the way to piece and knit them back together. The silver and gold flecks congealed and blocked her leakage. The waves went out and they heard her silent cries in volumes: just keep him safe and “happy”! I can’t help him anymore! Those blows by Tristan were the worst. They beat the black eye. They beat the bruised and nearly broken wing. They beat the hot , so very hot water that was thrown on her , that stung her eyes , her chest , her breast, her arm, her leg. It beat being forced! He trumped them all! She never saw any of it , coming from him!
Giovanni, had all he wanted. He had everything he ever dreamed of and more. Elle looked into his blue eyes and remembered all their lives . She saw him as she always saw him. She remembered, that first time they passed over together and the promises they made. She remembered , the good lives and the bad ones. She recognized the bad ones now outweighed the good. IT was time. She snapped the last fibres of the threads of their bonds into the past, the present . A grain into the future , remained intact, she couldn’t break free fully. The small speck in the blue of his eyes, remained embedded in a corner of hers. That was there, Just in case. They would have to face each other one , last time, to be free of each other and say simultaneously – I just don’t love you anymore.
Does that actually , come about ?
Of Course it does! Ellarya was going to look him square in those blue eyes of his and say , they aren’t green. I just don’t love you anymore!
She left them behind and delved into the year ahead , into the Unknown!
Today, is dedicated to my Mum and Dad , married 66 years ago today. Miss you Mum, everyday.
A Cherished friend , who helped me start this day , of memories both happy and sad , by sending me a ” SMILE” , love and support , in words.
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.
You got past one person You got past 100s of people You got past 1000s of people YEARS and TIMES past and on and on YOU WENT YOU PAST 100,000s of people–> to probably Millions 💙 💜 ❤️ 💘 THEN YOU “HIT A WALL ⚒ “,SO TO SPEAK 🔨 YOU DID NOT GET PAST ME 🌹 💋 🌹 Remember that 😘
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