CHAPTER ONE “I don’t understand mother” the little boy’s face squeezed like a mop, he is in obvious disarray. “More, I am growing hungry, you’ll understand later.” There a woman lying by the corner answered. “Why not now? Mother!” the boy is getting really exasperated. The mom seems to be unperturbed. “More? Leave mama alone, she’s carrying a baby.” She touches her bulging tummy. “A baby?” he glowed in excitement and confusion. Those words sounds exciting seeing how his mother announced it but really, he cannot understand them. “Who is a baby?” Relieved that at last he seems to have been distracted, she heaved a sigh. “A baby is another you. It is coming to stay with you and play with you.” The boy’s face crumpled. ‘Another me?’ he thought. That’s bewildering and his little face showed it all which made his heavy mother chuckle. “So mom?” will he be turning to a wolf like us?” His mother felt like this is taking a whole turn, she allowed the smile that crept to her face, an int
It was a bursting scene, he roared to the heavens, as he knew how to do. These kids are scaring the day light out of him, their eyes. He had never seen anything like it, you could see death in them, you can see death roaming around somewhere in a world in their eyes. Something unusual is also happening, he does not want to run to his mom like other times. Cubs, yes cubs they are, but the death that roams deep down somewhere in them, no cub is he? The risk is alive. Off he yearns to flee, however, his legs seems to be planted. Bad time to be eco-friendly, what do they say again? Shit happens. Happens many times nowadays, and what’s more? in even shitty times, doesn’t that make his life a shitty one? The paw of one of the cubs left the earth. His eyes caught it with the kind of detail that does not escape a fainting individual, so slow. The paw landed, his feet is still planted. SHIT! His necks becomes wet, sweat it is. The other paw gnawed off the earth, just like as before, every de
The mountain ash stood tall and proud, its leaves rustling in the gentle mountain breeze. Morekish stared at it, his mind still reeling from the bizarre dreams and encounters with the mysterious girl. The mountain ash seemed like a silent sentinel, a witness to the strange occurrences in Morekish's life. His mother, ever perceptive, observed him closely. "More, something is bothering you. I can see it in your eyes. Tell me." Morekish hesitated, his internal struggle evident on his face. The lemon fires burned brightly, a symbol of his mother's unwavering support and guidance. Finally, he sighed and spoke, "Mom, I've been having these strange dreams, and there's this girl. I keep seeing her, and every time I do, it's like the world around me fades away." His mother's eyes softened, understanding dawning in them. "Dreams have a way of revealing hidden truths, More. They're messages from the subconscious. Tell me more about this girl." As Morekish recounted the details of his encounte
Under the moonlit sky, Morekish and the mysterious girl ventured deeper into the mountains, guided by the ancient whispers of the mountain ash. The air was charged with a palpable energy, and the landscape seemed to transform into a surreal dreamscape. As they walked, the girl began to reveal the purpose of their connection. "Morekish, your spirit is entwined with the magic of this land. You are a guardian, chosen to protect the balance between the realms. The mountain ash has sensed your calling." Morekish listened intently, his senses heightened by the mystical aura surrounding them. The mountain ash, with its leaves now glowing softly, seemed to validate the girl's words. "But why me? What is this balance you speak of?" Morekish questioned, his curiosity mixed with a hint of trepidation. The girl explained, "Long ago, a great darkness threatened to engulf this realm. The guardians, like yourself, were chosen to safeguard the delicate equilibrium between the mystical and the mund
The journey unfolded across landscapes of wonder and enchantment. Morekish, now fully attuned to his role as a guardian, and the mysterious girl traversed through hidden valleys, crossed sparkling streams, and climbed towering peaks. The mountain ash continued to be their guiding beacon, its radiant leaves pulsating with the heartbeat of the mystical realms. As they ventured deeper into uncharted territories, Morekish discovered that the magic of the mountains was just a gateway to a much larger tapestry of existence. The girl, who revealed herself as Elara, spoke of ancient prophecies and cosmic forces that intertwined with the fate of all living things. In a secluded glade surrounded by ancient trees with whispering leaves, Elara unveiled a hidden portal. The air shimmered with an otherworldly glow as she explained, "This portal leads to realms beyond our own, realms where the threads of destiny are woven by beings of immense power. Morekish, you are destined to navigate these real
Morekish stood at the crossroads of realms, the mountain ash beside him, and Elara by his side. The air was charged with cosmic energy, and the mountains whispered tales of adventures yet to unfold. As a guardian of both the mystical and cosmic, Morekish understood that his journey was boundless, and the threads of destiny intertwined with the fabric of the universe. Elara, with a knowing smile, spoke, "Morekish, the cosmic realms are vast, and your role as a guardian extends beyond the boundaries of any one realm. The threads of destiny weave through countless worlds, and it is your duty to safeguard the balance wherever it may be threatened." With newfound purpose, Morekish nodded. The mountain ash, its leaves shimmering with cosmic radiance, seemed to echo his commitment. Together, they embarked on a journey that transcended the known, venturing into realms where time and space were but a tapestry to be woven. Their adventures took them to distant galaxies, ethereal dimensions, a
In the wake of their cosmic triumph, Morekish and Elara returned to the familiar embrace of the mountains. The air felt charged with a sense of accomplishment, yet the mountain ash, though radiant, held a subtle reminder that the cosmic balance was an ever-evolving tapestry. As they descended from the cosmic heights, the mountain ash seemed to communicate with Morekish in a language beyond words. It whispered of the interconnected nature of existence, where the mystical and the cosmic were but threads in the grand weave of destiny. Elara, her eyes gleaming with cosmic wisdom, addressed Morekish, "Guardian, your journey has only just begun. The cosmic realms are vast, and there are realms yet unexplored, mysteries yet unraveled. The threads of destiny call you to new adventures." Morekish nodded, a profound understanding settling within him. The mountain ash, rooted in the soil yet reaching for the cosmos, symbolized the dual nature of his purpose—to be grounded in the present while
Morekish, having successfully navigated the cosmic realms and restored balance, found himself at a crossroads once again. The mountain ash, now imbued with the essence of cosmic energy, stood as a guide to further adventures. Elara, with a serene smile, spoke words that echoed through the cosmic threads, "Your journey is endless, Morekish. There are realms yet unexplored, and the cosmic balance requires guardians like you to traverse the unknown." With determination in his heart, Morekish embarked on a new phase of his odyssey. The mountain ash glowed with an otherworldly radiance, illuminating the path ahead. His allies from the cosmic alliance dispersed, each returning to their respective realms, and Morekish, accompanied by Elara, ventured into uncharted territories. Their journey led them to realms where reality itself was fluid, where concepts of time and space bent to the will of cosmic forces. Morekish honed his abilities, mastering the art of manipulating energies that spanne
Where to work, she did not know. She just wanted to have something to do to occupy her mind and soul. At least she knows she can't finish this college if she doesn't find such an endeavor to invest herself. She just have to stroll more like wander some more and some random store might take her. After all she is a college student and that is more than enough qualification for most stores within this vicinity. And so she strolled down the street for what was about four hours for a sane mind but not even worth noting for Heidi who needs the stroll more than she needs the job. And now, she has strolled from street to street, across streets and into suburbs and now back at her own street. And absentmindedly strolling to her place when she heard a call, no, more like a cry! The sharp type that pierces through mental imbroglio. "What are you doing here?!" she turned though all so like a robot to understand where the screamer is coming from. And when her head registered the figure all she co
Nevertheless, he has found his reason to be thankful; he hassojourned to a better place or better put, halted at a betterplace. right behind where he stood yawning is a small spring ofwater flowing effortlessly from a medium-sized rock by theside.Now, he can heal his throat, calmNevertheless, he has found his reason to be thankful; he hassojourned to a better place or better put, halted at a betterplace. right behind where he stood yawning is a small spring ofwater flowing effortlessly from a medium-sized rock by theside.Now, he can heal his throat, calm
Just as she successfully lung the door to her apartment open, sheslumped on the sofa chair nearest to her So tired was she anddirty that confessions to a pope might not even was them away.Tough were the demands of the day. thanks to her upbringing.tough she is too. Dozing off on the sofa chair and about to get therest her brain deserves, she heard a rap on the door. it was sharpand impatient sending her tired brain up again into frenzyWho could it be? she thoughtSearching her memory and rummaging through her debt list. no
"You love the prison. ""Yeah… " she slurred, eyes still transfixed on nothing in particular. "Why so? ""Gives me a befitting home.""How's that? ""Chains properly as I should be. ""You think you're a maniac? ""Yeah, I know that. ""The world ain't for us. " the other young lady sighed. "I ain't ask for any world, I only asked for mine. ""So, sorry. ""Ain't no full-time. " and she finally exhaled.He blew at the leaves and slowly, almost imperceptibly a lick of fire started forming and grew on to devour the leaf and even furthermore, to burn his fingers. This brought him out of his reverie, lost to his first wonders of magic. Over on some other side of the world, an old man stopped on his tracks, hoed his beards with his fingers and made an about turn with such haste to where his heels had faced. Things are beginning to get interesting and this is the first of the episodes, mankind, see your lost child. He ran all the way to the Hut fearing that someone, someone else, someone
He felt surprisingly embarrassed when he stopped some metres off from where the chase began and stood hands on his knees panting like a starving panda thrown into the deep wilderness. How foolish was he to think, nay, to believe that whatever it called, magic or not, will effectively save him from the menacing growls of a hunger-struck Lion. Thanks to his fate, the lion was wounded, tired and bereft of any atom of energy and most importantly, will. If not, pray he's not the stubborn praying mantis the finds peace at the belly of the fowl. Freedom is taking another meaning to Tom right now and no, it's not the freedom to believe, it is the freedom to live. "I must leave this forest now," a mental note forms of its own accord in his head. He took recognisance of it and off like the Willy hillbilly traditional cum primitive hunter he has become, he left the plateau and down the hilly slope he sled. Life is bubbling within him and… "life is bubbling within me. " he halted. Sharp like a
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" I've found you Rose." he swatted out the droplets of rain from his face and the beard."You ran through the rain." Rose stated which was more like asking, quivering and holding up on her own drenched in the rain."Yes, of course, I have to come after you," a little bit of unease in which Rose found time to turn her back to him, prepping to jump down from the precipice of the roof and into the night sky or so it seemed."You didn't need to run away. Especially like that." he walked up to her, coming close enough to swing his arm around her, only to be ward off by an invisible barrier, something is wrong with Rose."What's up with you dear? you seem to be blowing off heat. Are you okay?" he was deeply worried." I made the run for it because he wanted to use me for his rituals."" What?!" Tom was immediately enraged. he felt like he was suffocating, all breath and life has gone out of him and his eyes have lost its light. He turned like a gladiato