One by one they came , had their interlude and let her down.
Did love actually stop ?
LOVE TURNED TO HATE!
When did HATE OVERPOWER LOVE?
She knew the exact moment, moments there were two.
Her Songbird , her chosen Songbird had been ripped from her.
She didn’t cry.
She didn’t move.
She didn’t say a word.
Black blood tears began to pump and fall.
She bleed out with sheer pain.
The Darkness within her came .
HATE healed and surrounded and began a NEW AFFAIR within her.
She knew what was happening and she felt a second wave of fire and heat and pain.
Her Dark band had opened the first step.
She recited her litany and saw the words be expelled into the Universe as the good from within them were sent out as a last plea…………….
Please pass this message on for me, she cried out to The Universe. Let the Generate propagate their fate.
Did the Kurghan ever have to ask for anything twice?
Isn’t it time to try to make amends ?
Did you have to stand by and watch me loose my place of safety and security , my ” Shangri- La” , my home.
I did not have to help.
No she did not.
She helped for one person and one person alone.
She sent out into the Universe the last plea for The ONE, to return her home.
To settle the amounts owed to her, to her alter EGO, to all their children.
To honour the sacrifices that the little children had made for him , for her.
Did anyone care ? She wondered if it was a futile exercise ?
She missed her mother. She was so far a way now. Not an Ocean or planet a way. Her mother was now on the other side of the Veil.
They had missed holidays and treats . They simplified their lives to help , as the promises , empty promises were made.
She remembered the sheer amount of pure ” abuse” she put up with , everytime she entered that Dwelling.
The trips were hard sometimes. The outtings. She wondered if the One had the same on the other side of the receiving end of the line , for it all !
She couldn’t imagine , how hard it was for the One. She shook her head.
She had stopped believing almost.
She welcomed a new way.
She arose from this Catastrophe changed. She flew up and out with her new blackened heart strings. They were being strum and played by Prince Heston Azar, the Dark Lord Prince.
She let the Songbirds’ Call go.
There would only ever be one Songbird’s Call , she would hold onto !
The others would be surprised.
She would always hear his call.
She held onto the most Beautiful, the most talented, the others paled in comparison to him. He was glorious , in his being , his self, his arts, his crafts. No one was or ever will be like him. Unique and brilliant in all he does.
This Songbird’s Call was hers & she would not ever let it go!
A distant memory as the Darkened Phoenix Butterflairy arose , in her Glory.
She called YRA to her and they flew up and out together. Yes, the Darkness had come out and joined forces.
The Jesters danced their dance, long into the night.
The fires grew higher and higher!
They listened and as their Wings fluttered and spun together, they wove a new TUNE, and the MUSIC began to play!
3 Songbirds sounds had been put out, meaning , she would not listen to their calls or cries , sounds anymore, in the PAST!
1 remained, the one that counted, only HIM, just that One, the Sweetest Sounds ever produced by any Songbird, before ,or since into the past, the now and beyond. He was just all there was and is and more.
LOVE TURNED TO HATE, the 2nd moment: she LOST that piece of her heart and hers ripped out of him as well. Love was gone. Love was Lost. Love went into the Darkness and it grew!
Love did NOT disappear, it had changed force and form and feelings grew for the her Dark Prince. Her Songbirds’call, there would only ever by One , that would remain with her. Other’s had been laid to rest , as was all their musical sounds, notes and gifts. Elle was rejoiceful in her choices. She grew in HATE for those who dared to cross , not just her , but her children and her friends. She was very complicated. She felt them all cry out, as she settled them with their sounds and gifts out to sleep. Forever Sleep , she said: you and your music. It would take extraordinary forces to bring them back to her.
The dTHRC was a glitter and a glow. Heston flew in and called his student to him. She came willingly back into the fold and melted into the position , waiting for him to take flight with her. She settled deep within him. She was ready.
At last Dark Lord Heston thought, it had taken centuries to reach this point with her. She would be with him for the next 500 years at least , as his student. IF he managed to get her where he truly wanted her to be, then it would be 10,000 years! He would have to get her to ask him to join her in her Reign. Yes, what a wonderful prospect! He was more than delighted!
Yes, she was ready and her Darkened Bands , all of them began to glow and vibrate together.
Hate had come to Rosedrop World . It rose from within! How dare anyone hurt and betray love in such ways!
Ava Prime and Heston sat together in dTHRC and sat in silence. They looked over onto the mantle and Ava focused on the Inkwell and her mother’s Red Peacock Feathered Pen and she turned into him and asked?
Shall we?
They did !
The Inkwell began to work and the Red Feather Peacock Pen , flew up, dipped itself in the blood ink and began to write, you see it all started with the dip of” that pen”, into The Inkwell.
This particular chapter is dedicated to “Lost Horizon”
Novel by James Hilton, with the Mythical ” Shangri-La”.
My mother once told me , you create your own, so , I am. Dedicate to my own ” Lost Horizons”! The New Ones , I am creating.
There he stood , the lone Drud, he was the Lord High of the Druds. They are the tree worshipers and power of botanical life. They use the elements to keep the world “natural” . Their powers are harnessed from the essence of their cellular make up. The liquid and air and solid matter that make up the cells that allow them to grow. As the natural botanical world grows and develops , so , does their power. It is harnessed into new and old, also dark and light, growth and wasteland, held the balance or imbalance of power within them.
He came and caused the crash!
He came and maimed and killed! He was supposed to be an Air Radiator Healer in the Real World. He had special skills and insights to block and zap and obliterate ” air” diseases within a soul. Supposedly a Special Being, in truth, just another ” Killer”!
The plague had come and with their gifts of Starlight and Moon Essence, the Prime reversed the infection. She withdrew it out of their clan and they all lived. They lived simply , off the land with no grind or axe to “bear”. A lovely docile people , who never accepted strangers to their ways. You had to be born to them, called to them, or affiliated to them. You would always be able to see through their disguises, if, you knew or came across them. Our Prime and her2nd could always see them.
Our student , is still within the bedchamber of the Dark Lord Azar. He was back in his Draconus Dragonflairy form. He wanted her to awaken and change for him! His connections with her had always been intellectual ones through their 7th Eye connections. He had always wanted more. Hence the disguises and his sons and seeds to be with her , as he sent them out. He could then be with her in the ” physical” sense with these connections. He nearly lost her when Alagron was discovered and lost his head. He then lost his head again when this particular Disciple of Darkness , came to her rescue, and another Draconus head was lost.
He had wanted to watch her change for him. He loved the interludes within the Caves. Shame who she was with. He needed to steal that piece of her heart back for her and replace that particular part of her heart with his.
The Drud Lord High, came to “kill” to preserve, “his Clan”. They lived in secluded mountain villages within our Rosedrop World , far beyond into The Amythyst and White Mountain Ranges. They nestled in the foothills and valleys within them. They practiced both dark and light Drudgury Mageeck.
Why, the CRASH, to keep her worlds apart. To try to break her… recall the saying when Lord Beaumont said to her, I will see to it that one by one you loose everyone around you. That you are left alone . I will never pay you back! Because, I don’t have to! I am unreachable! I am so far beyond anything anyone of you could be like, I actually have my head up my own backside! Yeah…. we , remember , how he thought, he was so high and mighty and made his decrees. His voice was terrible He moaned and groaned and croaked out tunes now. He lived off his ” yesterdays” as, his talentless tomorrows carried on! What terrible , terrible things were being said and thought about her heart piece. She could feel it in her deep trance . It looked like she was sleeping. The Dark Draconus Dragonflairy looked into these thoughts and feelings that he had ” happened” upon ..and he knew how to !” Capture” her heart. He was going to use that old ” Bubble” trick !
The Bell tolled.
The Snow fell
Her Songbird had crashed. Blood was spilled. Bonds were broken, love and blood poured out of them both. Our Prime was ripped apart, like when an abdominal aortic aneurysm rips apart and dissects within you. Her pain was intense and it was at that precise moment , within the replay , the Dark Draconus Dragonflairy Lord- did just that, he ripped out her heart piece and Darkness Dug Deep , with his own within her and hers within his. He made the exchange , as blood was let out and love disintegrated with every beat of more broken promises. She had no choice, at her lowest ebb , it came, overpowered her and left her hearts obliterated , shattered threads of her heart strings were now being shredded. On a continuous runway, over and over, never being allowed to come together and heal, she was on this treadmill that lead to the depths of despair. Her Songbird let that happen and she was never quite sure why. She no longer had the strength to fight him. She gave up on him She had answered his Call, and he Let her GO! She was never quite sure why? She never understood , why he called for her in the first place. Did he really think , she wouldn’t answer him ? Try to find him. He was the only Songbird that would ever count for her. He was the Best for her. She had loved him completely. He had let her bleed out! She had no idea , why ?
She was taken , completely by surprise and when she would awake from this, she would have had another name change. Empress AVA Prime , was the other half of the Dark Draconus Dragonflairy. Darkness was part of her, as was her hate. She had learned to ” hate” them all and that was very good. You see it was only ” love” that kept her from acting out and that no longer existed.
The Druds cringed as they realized , their mistake. The Diablo7 surrounded our couple and made sure NO ONE interfered with them. Heston Draconus Dragonflairy Azar, settled himself down beside her and let his tongue feel the air above her. He had snake like qualities in his tongue and tasted the air surrounding her.
He had to see it! He pulled himself aside and with one of his long sharp claws, he cut her, deeply and watched her change!
He turned and acknowledged the Drud and watched him step down and out of his space. He went the way he came, he changed into a SNAKE, joined with his staff , he slithered off and up and out the high window that was opposite the Oasis within Lord Azar’s room .
There was a crash
There was a death.
There was a resurrection of being and hearts , darkened hearts were burned , bred and re-developed. AVA’s hearts had gone Dark. She breathed him in and rejoiced within herself , within him.
Heston felt it and thought to himself, ” at last”! with that , Ava Prime, awoke. She had opened another one of her bands. Prince Azar was so very very pleased. She had opened the first of her Darkened bands. Yes, he was very very pleased. He would ” heal” her pain. Let them all watch, as he overtook her and watch her ” bloom” into this new and powerful force. He had his plans.
Yes, he would need to pay them soon, to assure , no irreversibility. Heston owed the Druds.
Blood darkened heart blood tears, trickled down Ava’s face as she slept. She was being re-coated and re-branded. Fire within her started to bubble and sparkle within her. Her mind started to glow and Heston delved deeper into her and extracted more blood, sinew and knowledge. He continued to bind her to him. He was binding the mappings of her mind to him , as he simultaneously captured her hearts.
It had become worse than it’s own abusers , users and darkest of demons.
It had betrayed ” EVERYONE” !
FAT.
LAZY!
COWARDLY!
SLUG- LIKE!
Sucked in ” LOVE” and then Destroyed it , the power of “Kurgha- Ma”, a ” Destroyer! Not a Creator, not a lover, not even a true Artist, for after all, it was always , just among , amidst , with , ” the Welcher and Friends”!
The Universe would NOT FORGIVE!.
It had decided to let its closest beings know!
YES, the UNIVERSE was going to ” tattle its Flairy tails ” and join them up with all the Sibings.
Double trouble, toiled … as it range the Degenerate ” DOORBELLS” of the Siblings: Mona and Burt!
Let them read and hear , how this Parasite … took and took and took. Lied and lied and cheated , every single “ Speckle” within their “World”
The last piece of work being so very blue , bland and unfinished.
The Prime closed her ” eye” , she closed more into her 7th Eye to see if the connections were still there..
She floated up and out into the above, she called onto all her Songbirds and Instrumentalists to be with her, to hear her CRY and heal her pain.IT was the “only ” way to save the Parasite from certain self- destruction.
The Parasite was festering. It was troubled ! Let every anniversary remember the bitter betrayals it lashed out.
Yes, the Darkness had Risen within her.
She turned the other way.
The Prime glowed ! She Glowed a darkened Purple ,and let it all, “go”!
………………………………………….
Let it all ” GO” ………………..!
For now! Mmmmmmm!
One Black Blood Red Teardrop fell and splashed down! It found its way to the Dark Lord, her Dark Lord.
Yes, he had found her. He would NOT let her go. She already belonged to “him”!
The Dark Lord had not emerged from the Shadowlands , as yet. He had kept his identity all these years.
He held those “Keys” and he knew her secrets.
The Drud appeared.
He placed his staff within the pool within his room.
It sparkled and sprayed, and swirled up the long shaft, snake like coralled skin that was alternating black and gold. It spewed out its fireworks at the alloted time.
Prince Heston Azar stretched out on his bed. He had looked at his Butterflairy , asleep so delicate within his bedchambers. He had pulled all the surrounding curtains. The light was minimal and the room was ” hot” and steamy, was water from the Oasis Pool, bubbled and scented the air.
He hovered above her as she slept. He was a Draconus Dragonflairy and he held the seed that formed the original line of Alagron. He was going to make sure he possessed all of her! Yes, he had to send them at intermittant times to be with her, so, he could connect with her and be reminded of her taste, her smell , her being.
Did anyone ever really think, he would let his prize ” PRIME ” student ever leave him! As she slept, he hovered millimeters above her , Up and down he moved. He let the particle forces between them connect. He took in all her senses. He renewed and replenished his bindings to her. He was compelling her to him.
She was stirring. He gently transformed himself , back to the self , she knew and trusted , so well. He was beside her , as, she flitted awake and turned to him. She moved into him and reached for that single black curl that that hung out of place. She curled , it around her finger and smiled.
Dinner was going to have to wait!
She drifted back into sleep .
She crossed back in time !
Yes , I was going to pull it all out of her and see what it was !
There was a pearl handled pen , like an old fashioned “ Smith & Wesson”!
It was going to be used in the same way ! Words were bullets, the phrases let out like a ” Tenor Altino”,were going to be realized and thrown out! No one would care , they had sung out.
THAT WAS WRONG!
EVERYONE was going to Care what they had done! How very wrong they all were. You can’t harm ” innocent” children and think that it is ” OK”! Gullible and Naïve was in fact plain old Brutality and Cruelty with every ” I LOVE YOU” written and sung!
LIARS
CHEATERS
THEIVES
‘All in A SONG’.
It was floating , the inkwell was special , the ink was filled with the blood of its victims !
The ink was sucked up into the Pen!
The paper was “homemade” and crushed and mixed with blood , bone and sinew !
It began to write !
As it wrote , she cried and whimpered in her sleep !
The Dark Lord held her close and finally he saw , the words !
And so, he went back and saw !
He would have his “Revenge “for her !
He would make sure , everyone knew : every villager , every soul!
When they walked down the street , never knowing , how completely disgusted , all the elements were with all of them !
The plain truth was ” her friends, her “best Friends” had lied to her, used and betrayed her. All she was , was very sad that they had all treated her so very badly. She had deep love and care for them all and would not hold a grudge against them. She had begged and pleaded and done all she can to be compensated , as promised. She never suspected that their word , collectively and as individuals would not be kept. Love does BLIND YOU! Doesn’t it. Didn’t anyone have any sense of honesty, gallantry and promise left ? She was completely STONEWALLED! No one kept their word to her. No one cared about her or her children. Just her , and her Ancients. Prince Azar saw this and flew into a “Deep Dark Rage” on behalf of his most beloved and precious student. She was his gift . “HIS”! Some how, some way , through their passage of time, he had realized , how very much he loved and treasured her. Then, then ,”SHE” was gone. He never thought , they would be brought back together again.
Prince Heston Azar was taking control and decided it was time to reveal “ the letters “, in full ! PAY HER BACK! PAY HER CHILDREN BACK! PAY THEM BACK! Simple ” JUST KEEP YOUR WORD:JKYW”!
JKYW! JKYW! JKYW! with each heart beat, with each hearts beatings. YES those 4 simple letters , joined their hearts and minds and kept them beating together : The Grand Master and his Student. JKYW, Da-Dum, JKYW! Da-DUM, JKYW! Da- DUM , and the heart beats pumped out that particular vibration. He knew she was telling the ” truth”! They all did! As the hearts continued to beat in UNISON, something broke within him and the Rage and LOVE he felt was unsurpassed. He had not ever known a feeling quite like this. It wasn’t just love, it was POSSESSION ! HIS , just HIS, finally, after all this time!
He kissed and nuzzled into her , and fell , into a deeper sleep !
He explored and penetrated her mind. He examined every fold, every curve. made those delicate , delightful discoveries of the ” matter” that made her who she was ; such an amazing mind, along with everything else, that she was.
The Ancients had been right , to bring her back to him! He was after all ,” The Keeper “ of her Secrets now & her soul !
She may NOT have completely “turned “ to him as yet!
He had delved and probed and found her hidden depths and brought them all out of her, to the surface ! She glowed. Behind her eyes, he saw “everything”. How could ” they” each of them treat her and her children like that !
He was going to make sure , they all got what was coming to them !
She may not tell , but “he “ was !
Her Dark Prince had found her and let anyone try and take her from him now!
HE was going to reveal all, for her , whether she wanted that or not. All her Secrets were now his.
The Ancients sat back , took a deep sigh.
The hard work had yet to BEGIN!
Dark Lord Prince Heston Azar was NOT going to let it all go , at all. He was going to Tell ALL! He was going to wind and dine his way and MAKE THEM PAY!
ALL OF IT. Let the Crushing and Cursing weight of the Parasite and all its appendages get wrapped up in their own dungings! SclarabFlairies trying to prevail. They will croak on their tidings of doom and gloom.
Let’s face it ” Croakings” was all the 3 of them could produce now: one blind, one could not hear: deaf as well as ” dumb” , barely speak let alone think he could ” SING” and the other had no feelings at all, an ” empty lifeforce” !
Let the Music begin to play. only those with heart and insight and feelings of unnatural depth and longitude , would feel and see what was in plain site, with much latitude.
Let the Overture play and let the Curtain Rise, the Show had just begun.
The Dark Lord Azar was the Conductor and his student , his muse and source.
We go to: ” NOT QUITE THE ENDING”!
Azar raised his Bow , he strummed , and picked and plucked and the MUSIC SOARED and HE just ROSE!
The Flight of Prince Heston Azar had begun. He was a true Genius and ultimately , the Grand Master of his Draconus Darkened Arts.
It was a dark and solitude night! The wind was a low whisper. The mist was high. You won’t see me. I know where you live “You won’t see me coming “,he said and gave her that look. The one in her “EYE” and smiled that slow and fearful smile. She said, ” it doesn’t matter” I will always ” SEE YOU”!
She had LEFT HIM! LIFE WENT ON! NO ONE WILL EVER DO “THAT” TO HER AGAIN! NO ONE! 🧚♀️🧚🧚♂️
The Storms raged on!
They fought.
As they had come together , it had broken in much the same way.
HAD IT She thought.
Sleep had eluded her.
She finally slept.
She awoke with her solution.
TIME TO LEAVE !
She awoke.
She wrote.
She went to work!
Her heart preserved ,despite ,24 hours ( that is 24 of their planetary hours) of being a target practice.
Cruel words and actions.
Words count.
They can lift you up and tear you down.
Happy face. Hearts. Angry Faces.
Controlling
Brutal
Emotional
IT WAS BLACKMAIL!
She had been there before?
No- NOT QUITE LIKE THIS!
She left him
SHE Left Him
SHE LEFT HIM!
YES, SHE DID!
He had blown her away and dissolved everything.
HOT
HEATED
TEMPETUOUS
She was not going to fall, like this again!
STOOD UP to STAND ALONE, Much much stronger and wiser for what was to come next.
Prince Heston Azar went down , then up ,to his bedroom floor. He kept it simple yet luxurious. He had plenty of room and kept it sparse. He had one of Elle’s works on his walls. She had done it for him , so many years ago. It captured a moment in time for him. She was so young, he was surprised she even knew about it.
Taking a bow to any string instrument is special and unique. He loved experimenting that way. Her painting was like that , it resonated the stars , stairs going upwards. The sprays were irregular and reminded him of tears and starlight together with the splanter of blood , on angel wings. The dark and the light together. What fun they had the day , she created this for him.
He had a lovely palm tree , with a small pool for relaxing. It was like an indoor oasis . He went and placed his hand on the trunk and then pushed his hand inside it , as he revealed the secret compartment , and there from that trunk, he pulled out the old deer skin, leather bound Diary that belonged to the Ancient World of Ellarya Prime, of them all. It was their story, all of them, and how they were all combined and together. Those that loved truly, were not ever to be apart. They would always find each other in the next life. Elle was lucky her Starlights had found her ! They were all together again.
Heston sat on the edge of his grand bed. He opened and looked at the blank pages. He put the palm of his strumming hand on it and tapped out the required rhythm. He felt the surge and closed the book.
Heston moved and laid down on this bed. He waved the curtains closed. The starlight within his room was dimmed. He nestled in under the covers. He went into trance to receive and ” read” , what had been transferred.
He was flying to the depths of her spiritual home, the base and source of many with gifts and powers. He was flung into the depths of her mountain from which she came. He saw her there in the heart of her mountain home and there surrounding her , he saw her Songbird’s wings around her. Surrounding them was her “clan” . Her people from which she came. Towering over her were her mother and grandmother: the spirits of Mahaji and Dhanya, never far.
He looked and saw a small glow, it came and floated and grew strong. All the hands came out to greet and collect the glow, the spirit of someone close to Ellarya had passed. She was sad. He had to go back to her. The clan rejoiced at the life that was in both their worlds and the Spirit soared. The mountain home called her forth.She joined the Spirit World within the heart of their mountain.
It was time, for Heston to bring them all home, which he did. He brought her home with him. Their Songbird floated back as well and up and out. Heston awoke.
He came back into his room. He got up and put the diary back, within its safe-haven. He held her secrets. He knew her strengths, her weaknesses and he held them close to his own hearts. So , hard to mentor this determined Primling. She was his student always. He still had much to teach her.
He was surprised to see her Songbird’s wings within her beating hearts.He also saw that simple small black spec and one small dark purple one, that belonged to just him. He was there to teach and secure her knowledge within his dark mentorship , which would always bind them together. Her heart strings were tied and blood bound.
He remembered the trial that placed him there. Yes, the diary revealed much! Next steps was to conjure up her Primal Star Elixir, the healing drink , that prevents her from bleeding out and rejuvenates inner soul vibrations.
Prince Heston Azar smiled. He had found what he wanted. He had found and felt her hearts and source of her strength.
Sadly, during that trance, someone had passed over. Always a privilege to see such an event. He had to find out who it was and what happened.
As, he placed the diary back into its secret place, he turned and saw Ellayra sitting in his small pool. She had curled up and was also in trance. He slipped in beside her and got pulled down into her “bubble world. She had successfully, crossed her worlds over , into this new presence of darkness , with Prince Heston Azar.
They went back to the trials , that brought them together.
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.
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Ellarta had just left Giovanni’s quarters, dressed and camouflaged in her own clothes and skin. She flitted out the escape door and started down the long ancient path to Ekuziel’s habitat. She had to remain low and out of site. The Pahn had spies and she had escaped him. The pathway was fixed with small little stones, rocks, pebbles, crystals and wood chips. They intermingled. The Rocks roared as she floated, flitted, walked , ran, skipped past. She gazed among the tall grasses : some green , some blue, some purple. The flowers leered at her , some inviting , some hostile, more amused and intrigued at the new adventures of this enchantress , Empress that she was .
This being the first step of the 7 tests, she would have to endure to reach Ekuziel and become joined to him. She didn’t know what they were or what it was , that imminently ,she had to face. She heard that same old humming. She froze with terror of remembrance of this particular sound: the humming and chanting of the snakelets. She had almost lost her way that day with Alagron and Guilio. She tried to fly and felt the same heaviness once again.This time she didn’t fight it. She joined and hummed and chanted with them as they arrived. They searched and searched for her the Snakelets but could not find her. Ellarya had blended in with the sound cloaking her own being. She chanted and hummed and saw them arrive.
The Fire Ants.
They flew and spat flames, little droplets of fire that burned and pebbled dashed the ground. They spat and planted themselves and started the search for Elle. Ellarya hummed. She chanted and she swarmed ,with the snakelets.
The rocks were quiet as she passed. Silenced by her sting. She had adopted Giovanni’s scorpio appendageal tail ,so she could release venom if needed. The crystals felt her and shone, so ,only she could see their light and light the way for her .The Fire Ants tried to throw her off the trail ,into the multitude of traps.
She had to pass the snakelet pit without being attracted to join them. She looked in and saw Giovanni, he was writhing and riding the snakelets, whispering to her to come down and join him. She watched as the rocks dribbled into the pit. Trickling down into the moving bottom . It slithered and swirmed hissed. The were an orgy of activity amongst themselves. Some were engaging in the act , some were being eaten , some were squeezing , some were biting , hissing and some were just humming along.
A snakepit of images . They writhed and rolled. The moved in waves, some fst , some slow. Some allowed themselves to be devoured , only to be reborn and come out with multiple heads, like a hydra
. The stream of rocks was slow then it became heavier and thicker and faster and Giovanni rose to the heights with them and soared . He laughed and showed himself , his strengths , his weaknesses and revealed all to her., he was being crushed , alive. He had lost his voice and his ability to sing had been stifled.
SNAP, the mirage of Giovanni vanished. The pit had not been able to entice her down and trap her. Giovanni was in his quarters at The Pahn’s Palace and he was on his bed, missing his wife. He had laid his head on her pillow and fell asleep. He went to her in his dreams and watched her pass the test by leaving him destitute and a prisoner within a snakelet pit. He whimpered in his sleep for her. She cried out for him to hush and rest. She soothed adn comforted him in his sleep. She assured him , his voice was fine. He was secure. She would never let anyone hurt him. She gave him that much ! She would always stand up for him. She would say, YOU GO THROUGH ME FIRST! I will be his shield. She was , until , the day came that her shield would passed through him , destined for another. For now , she let him know , she would be home to him soon.
Ellarya ignored the snakelet pit and she clug to her small little leather bag with its endless hidden delights. She felt Giovanni turn in his sleep. She reached out to him and touched his cheek. He felt the shimmer of a feather-lite touch of her . He tried to wake up to grab her and could not. He was held in trance. She would never know , if he missed her. She assumed , he just didn’t care once , he lost her control and all that came with it. He had wanted her power. He wanted to usurp her position, he almost succeeded. She had loved him beyond time. Time hesitated and he lost her!
Ellarya passed the snakelet pit and kept on chanting and humming. She was eased up the path , passing the stones, the rocks, the pebbles, the crystals , the wood chips. Between the stones , the rocks , the pebbles , the crystals and the wood chips , the roots of the very deep and surrounding woods started to come up the ground and twist and turn. The deep roots travelled and snaked up and along the path. Ellarya decided it was time to flutter. She hovered above and watched as they started to grow upwards to try to reach out and handcuff her. As she dodged and turned, she remembered Alagron and Guilio and how he had wanted to handcuff her. The only one to handcuff her was Giovanni. He jolted with sensation of the memory ,in trance and sent waves of not devotion or love but of possession to devour and conquer and keep always what he simply thought was just “his”! Elle decided he was right and let loose the the venom from the scorpio tail she had adopted and adjusted for this flight this night. She was enraptured and captured in the dark waves of the Green vines and wood root that tried to grab her. The roots sprouted green little delicacies to try and entice her to turn and join them. They wanted to bring out the Poisonous Avy side of her. They didn’t realize she was already there ,as she sprayed them and made sure she ventured forward to the next stage of the first path.
They came fast and quick the FIRE ANTS and they flew through the winding vines that shot out and tried to hold and bind her. The Fire Ants came in swarms of a bands that kicked off , as they ran over only the rocks. Over and over the Fire Ants and the rocks combined. They spat out and hissed and broke the chanting. They were blocking the sound waves. They were testing the wave barriers to see if there was anything hiding behind. Ellarya sank and went back . She went to the snakelet pit and hovered until she pulled in Giovanni’s mirage and there in the snakelet pit, she let the Fire Ants discover them. They found her with him being entangled and swarmed by the snakelets.The humming and chanting heightened and beat as Elle exposed the mirage of Giovanni and watched as the Fire Ants tried to sting him with the touch of their Fire Wings and feet. She let them see her protect him. She placed him in a protective seal made from the snakelet shed skin droppings.
She refashioned him in the case and left the mirage of him there, under what seemed to be clear stone. The mirage was just that. Giovanni was safe and sound and oblivious to the mirage’s activities. Ellarya , then ,went after Giovanni’s shadow next.
Two adversities had not been avoided by Ellarya . The snakelet pit, she escaped twice. Giovanni was safe. He was Happy in his dreamscape world with her. They were happy together and chased one another. They played in the Butterflairy tree and were more than best friends and lovers. Ellarya went on.
The last part of this first test was filled with thickening of the wood vines into filtered levels of up and down around the stones that become quite large boulders , the rocks that remained dark and sinister with undertones of darkness. Waves of bad feelings and sometimes darted to hex and jinx any passer-by ,if they got caught. The vines of different levels created veiled curtains and shadows. They were the balance of passing under and through the Veil. Ellarya could hear the sounds of those ,on the other side. She could not touch them. She could not see them. She could hear them calling her. She heard Alagron’s scream. She felt Giovanni rush to her side. They both watched the Drake plunge into the darkened waters. The Veil was playing tricks on Elle’s mind. Trying to draw her in. It played so many of Giovanni’s tricks on her . With Giovanni ‘s shadow , it was making Elle re-live some her most painful memories with him . Her deep seeded love for him, stood the test. The power of love and obsession, that seemingly gives someone that type of control over another soul. Some would say it is loyalty. Others would say , it is abusive control.
Giovanni didn’t realize. He didn’t have any power at all. Love and hate were the tools of power. Ellarya could be ” controlled ” by Giovanni because of ” love” . For Giovanni, Elle was never quite sure if he just hated her for ARYN, the he / she that was his most beloved secret ,”Crush”. She remembered, how hurt she was for him when she heart Araswati say, how much she actually hated him. He was the Dark Lord and he would attempt to take her life for power. Elle looked back many years later and would laugh at the thought, what would he say, if he knew that this “CRUSH” , he had , well and truly : hated him. Yes, they would have battles , they would hate. Elle would always want Giovanni to win. He afterall was a Dark Lord and she was part of its shadow too.
Ellarya went on and the Darkness of the Wooded Vines continued to call her. She had Giovanni ‘s aura, his “mirage” ,encapsulated. He was protected. He was safe. Elle came out of the Veiled Wooded Vines and found some sunlight and sunflowers. She stopped and rested under them. She had made it through to the next phase of tests. She had outsmarted the Snaklets and the Fire Ants..
Ellarya was one step closer to Ekuziel; one down, 6 to go!
Ellarya, let Giovanni wake up and eat, drink, engage, bath. He then had a day of frivolity, in one of his ” secret ” hidden chambers of the Pahn’s lower levels ,within the palace. Giovanni returned his quarters and once again ,missed his wife. He put his head on her pillow . Ellarya came to him in their combined 7th eye and sited to him, on this day so many moons ago, in a different time, in a different place, a leader took from Giovanni, his heart’s desire Elle stood back and watched as he stood up in the spot light , sang his songs and tears streamed down his face. She reached out to him and dried them .She stood behind him and hugged his heart. She held him and kept him from passing through and under the veil. The Vines had tried to take him. Ellarya would not let that happen. She stood by him and watched as he re-joined and settled in their room , in his quarters. She joined him there for a brief minute , then left him again.
She woke up and was in sunlight and sitting curled up on the head of a sunflower bed being shaded by another. Mother Sunshine and smiled down on her. The first stage to Ekuziel had been conquered.
Last weekend ,the 3rd and last Ball of the Winter Season passed. It was uneventful. It was held by tKOSS and the Olympian 7 with the aid of the Diablo Trio and White Lightening Celestial 3. They all came together and threw a their Winter Blues Party. Everyone put their differences aside and the kitchens and the barns and the doors in the Village Green had opened up.
The hay bales and were set up with places to sit and be cosy and eat and drink. There was a skating rink at one corner and a toboggan slide ,at the other. Smaller versions run by the owners of the larger local establishments.
Everyone had to bring a dish of somesort. So, plenty to go around and plenty to choose ;each household brought two dishes. One was put on the buffet table that was arranged and kept topped up by the Royal Prime’s and her Lord’s household. The hosts were nowhere to be seen. Lt. Kharmrhan had no idea she had been found out as yet. Parian knew and kept a close eye on her. Something familiar about her, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
The Diablo 7 of : Ara D, Ardini and Aiessa were stunning and their outfits matched their counterparts : Casseia , Ara C and Indra. They each brought lush food and drink from their perspective heavenly homes and met up at the head table seated with Parian in the Center. Deciding that the long table wasn’t satisfactory at all for them to mingle and compare food and drink they asked if they could get a round table and sit beside their own counterparts. Parian looked at them all bemused. OF course they were going to change everything. He let them, they called in tKOSS soldiers and a quick conversion was done.
IN the center of the green ,was an odd Arc , it was double and tripled cords of ice and flowers. It has snowflakes and array of colours throughout that shone like stars and a circular ring like a little hedge of ice and flowers – some ice sculptures and the flowers intermingled. Midway , the bell rang. The ARC – sent out a whirl of light and whirling noise and the PORTAL from Orchaidia opened. The Summer Party in Orchaidia was full swing, The two worlds opened up and intermingled. The 2nd dishes of food were exchanged as offerings of peace and tranquility and unity between them.
Lord Xichan and Lord Zohan came through in attendance together. Light blue flowing matching robes with white and baby blue starlight headdresses. They were in love and defiantly held their hands. Ary had left Rosedrop World for Planet Orchaidia with the last full moon. Parian was afronted and upset for Lord Admiral Beaumont, who had disappeared. He watched as Lords from the distant lands , marched in with their Army of friends surrounding them. The clan was present in force to protect them. The higher tables looked and saw that from Rosedrop World only The Celestial / Diablo Councellors were present ,with the guards: none of the hosts of any kind were present, except Parian. Parian was there as Commander of tKOSS.
Lord Xichan and Lord Zohan had been expecting Ellarya and Yra and Giovanni to be all slapped in the face with their entrance. They didn’t get it. Aryc was worried ,he looked at Lord Zohan ,after the party and said that he needed to return to Orchaidia without him. Xichan went into the private powder rooms of the Village Green and transformed back into Araswati . She was still her lovely beautiful thin self and she was mesmerizing in any of her life forms as she was just that way. Lord Zohan and crept back through the portal with his small set of protective clansmen and left the party to continue. All the interplanetary hosts and guests ,mingled between the two worlds. Some enjoyed the winter festivities of Rosedrop World’s ambassadors and some enjoyed the summer beach and bbq , welcome break from the cold and ice by the Orchaidians.
Parian’s assute eyes , cunning and intuition new that wasn’t all to it. He had noticed that as Lord Xichan appeared Lt. Kharmarhan ‘s chair was empty and no where to be seen. As Arythenia came out of the powder room , with her lovely dress and wings array and fluttering, she forgot to remove tKOSS band from around her right ankle. Every member of tKOSS had one. Lt Kharmarhan’s had a special mark on it, placed by Parian , so he could always make her out if needed as she was his 2nd. Lt Kharmarhan and Arythenia were trading places. This was Ary’s way of trying to cause more subterfuge to the ruling Prime as this was once her position and she decided she wanted it back , regardless of the rules. What she wanted was what she got. ” I want , I want , I want “. When she was with Lord Beaumont- nag his life away with her wants and needs. NO wonder , he always found someone to ” DUMP” her on! Never satisfied and always a nag, actually , she was just an ‘OLD HAG’ , all round , bitter and resentful of anyone having fun and happy.
Elle would always look beyond all those traits and see the kind of person , she wished her friend to be and could be. Chase and chance after chance, day after day, but NO, it was not to be , despite all the help that Elle gave her she remained bitter and broiled , like a “butterball ” Turkey.
The Winter Blues Party went on without a hitch. The portal remained opened from mid-afternoon until the early hours of the next day, when as the suns started to rise and set in each off our twinned planets. The last of the party stragglers finally crossed back over into their own side and went home. The Pre-Fall or late Summer party of Orchaidia had hits of Autumn adorning their party. Swimming beach pool with a BBQ was in the place of the Ice Skating Rink and the Toboggan slide was a Zip run with Obstacle course for anyone who wanted to run the gauntlet.
Elle , Giovanni and Yra sat and watched it all on the their underwater Sanctuary. Parian had set up roving surveillance , that Giovanni had tapped into. He had caught wind of Ary’s plan from Lt Kharmarhan and he wanted to be sure that both the women in his life and mothers of his children were with him and safe. The children were with the team of Nannies and safe and the draklings and the full array of DRAGONS to fend for them and keep the Dragon Eggs safe. No one either dark or light would mess with baby draklings or darklings.
Giovanni was livid. He didn’t actually think that Ary would choose anyone over Lord Beaumont. Elle , he said to her, ” find him” . “You can. I need you to sing your song to him and see where he is”. She looked at him and started to “Cry”! You heard me singing ? , Elle whimpered out. Giovanni , said , to her” I CAN ALWAYS HEAR YOU”. He held up their hands and with his wings surrounded them both and said to her ” watch”. Their threads glowed and burned a deep dark blood red glow, an orange glow, a yellow glow, a blue glow and a green glow and they bound tight as he squeezed their hands together with his wings, one set of wings around their wrists the other , pulling her close and caressing her. His last set of wings, he held Yra’s hands.
Now he said to Yra, pass her your inner sight, that connects to me and we will all join together, to see ,”where is Lord Beaumont.” Sing for him ,Elle, this time, you are singing to find his hearts beats which will synchronize and connect to yours. He will only feel your heartbeats and me and Yra will strengthen your reach with our connections. We can do this only once , you will get a brief glance to locate his heart strings. This is done in the dark and you have to trust us both for it to work. You also, have to surrender to both of us , so the three of us become one and he grinned. The two ladies looked at him and it was Yra , who said, “Giovanni, really, we can read your thoughts and just put those thoughts away. “
Giovanni laughed and said to Elle, ok, on three: one, two, three and she Sung her little Lament for Steve. She felt him. She looked and saw him. He saw and said cried out, ” Elle , Giovanni, Yra come and get me” and The connection snapped. He saw them all and they saw him. He was trapped and locked in the STONE DUNGEONS.
Deep , deep beneath , the dragons keep , in THRC, are steps to the STONE DUNGEONS. Steve had been trapped by ARY, so she could go spend time with Zohan on Orchaidia. Part of the money rouse by Lt Kharmarhan was to steal from Steve. Ary had been skimming money off him for years and sequestering it in the deposit bank accounts. She had multiple aliases and multiple accounts, all kept and insignificant , low thresholds that would not ever attract attention from any authority on any planet tax collector. For Ary- these were labelled her Cayman Accounts , shelf tax shelters and co-operations to fool everyone.
Giovanni saw this and was livid , before Ellarya and Yra could say anything. HE said , ” see ” I was right to bring you both here. Stay here , until , I come and get you: me or Parian. There is a large ” Green House ” where you can fly and spread your wings. So, don’t worry. Everything has been taken care of, just in case. Elle , I set up this plan , as ” just in case ” ! Mrs. Haiden and the her team will keep all the households going and the children , will all think we are on one of my business trips. I am taking Parian with me , Ellarya . The Celestial and Diablo threesomes are around and will govern together and keep the peace. They are too busy being “girly” and enjoying patterns and popcorn , and crafting whatever that is.
He kissed them both and was off.
Elle burst into tears and Yra comforted her. Yra said, well. we are going to have to get Ary back. Elle nodded in agreement. Rosedrop World wanted its balance back and Lord Luckhan Zohan had no place in their world.
Elle’s Lament for Steve had done something else, it created a musical thread and vibration between them all. The vibration went out into the world and it reached Tristan. Tristan heard Elle’s Lament and decided it was time to remind her , who exactly he was to her, whether , she knew it or not.
Ellarya felt the vibration from him. Yra felt it too. Yra said, “who the hell , is that “. Elle looked at her and said that is Parian’s host, Tristan . Yra , said ” he isn’t that “Tristan” is he ?
Elle said ” of course he is” ! The Guy with the Motorwings! Yra, said,” you know him? “. Gee, Elle , he has a really bad reputation, you know. ” Elle , nodded again! and smiled.
Yra , looked at her and said, Ooooo, you are in trouble with that one , you know. ”
Elle ,nodded and smiled again.
Yra and Ellarya looked at each other again, after that last nod and laughed.
Well , weren’t they just a pair. Mothers ‘ to be again. Babies on the way, children with Nannies. The fathers all out with another war , possibly interplanetary war ,on the way . They were cocooned in Gio’s water bubble sanctuary and talking about “Tristan Brandyn “. He would be pleased.
Tristan felt all the good vibes for him and smiled. Yes, he was gonna “ROCK “, Elle’s World! He was sure of it.
The last two twins were going to be his. She didn’t know it yet, but he damn well did.
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