Seven Deaths pt 2

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The Beginning
In the beginning there was no light as you all were told and read in your ancient texts. My beginning was dim with swirls of muted color. With human eyes the colors would have seemed as bright as a glittering drop of dew resting on a crystal in the sun. To us it was perfect.
I came into real consciousness when I reached the age of 50. Which is considered midlife in your society but it is considered teenager or pre-adulthood. What came before is irrelevant to the story.
I recall everything started on the third rise of the forth planet. I had awaken with so many things I had to accomplish for the day. I recalled this because in hind sight I only gotten two things accomplished that day.
My family are the line of YUN. There are ten prestigious lines in our world. The YUN were still considered new money as you would say since we rose in standings only two millennia’s ago. Then there are the Cur, The Ghyn, The Ju, The Ove, The Cace, The Abro, The Lini, The Ney, and The Anvi.
It is very important that I tell you these lines so you will be able to follow what had occurred.
I had risen, Thrown on my cloths; which is called a toga in your history books; and ran to the communal bath.
Atache and Skets were already there playing around instead of getting clean. I did not have time for the brother’s foolishness.
“Hey Comi, you’re early today.” Said Sket as he turned towards me.
“I have things to do Sket’s. So I have to hurry.”
Atache turned baring his radiant skin on his adolescent throat. At the time I did not pay any attention to his preening. I never imagined myself to be attached to anyone until I reached full second cycle of adulthood at 200. So he wasted his preening on me. Besides he was like a brother to me and I could never see him as anything else.
“Do you want company?”
“Actually, No. I need to do this on my own. Greetings Atache since you seem like you cannot greet me.”
“I can greet you but you were talking to Sket. Greetings Comi.”
“It sounds juicy Comi, tell us where you are going.”
I gave sket’s a look that would have made any servant bow down their heads in shame. Since Sket’s and Atache are from the Lini line, they do not bow down to females ever. Even though we hold the same status in society.
Sket and Atache look almost identical even though Atache is older. There personalities were fairly similar except that Atache has a seriousness to him that made him seem older than everyone.
My attention drew to Atache. He had grown a bit and gained mass lately. His hair had grown a little longer and the Lini streak of cornelian was becoming prominent at the right side of his head within his cornflower hair. His eyes were becoming brighter as well. He continued to cleanse himself turned away from me.
I could not figure out when he started to change around me. We were very close. So close, we even tasted each other life force when we were younger. I rushed to get cleaned up and leave the two brother’s to clean themselves.
As humans the first question your mind had probably popped up was, “are you naked?”
Of course we were unclothed while cleansing. We do not start having communal baths until we are close to our first adult cycle at 100 or 95 years of age. Come to think of it Atache was coming into his first adult cycle then.
As I ran out of the baths I kept my plans to myself. It was quite important at the time. After living several life times, I see it was not important at all.

I hope you are enjoying part 2 of the Seven deaths. Please comment and Star. Telling a friend is the greatest form of flatter. Until next we meet. Fia

Update on writing posts!

So the story I just started call How many times must I die. Will be changed to Seven Deaths. It suits the story line better. Also you will see that I posts different pics of the character and you may get confused as to why I switch the main character looks. That will be explained as well in the  story.

As for The Call of the Dhampir I am at the mid to end point of that story so do not worry I did not drop the ball. It is taking time to figure out where everyone will end up.

As always I do love feed backs and star if you like what I have written. Other surprises will be announced. I am so excited.

Until next we meet. Keep it burning. (I do not own picture)

The door opens (Tcotd23)

Adorjan stood before the gate with the three locks. It was rusted and foliage had over grown all around it. Ukr stood his distance so Adorjan can have space to figure out the first obstacles.

It should not be hard he thought. He needed to find the key first and then figure out which one it would fit in too. He started to look around on the ground. Move little rocks and pushed the bushes to the side. Still he could not find the key.

This was not going to be as simple as that he thought he Staring at the door he noticed that one of the key holes was designed differently. It looked similar to canine teeth. He reached out and glided his finger across it. He felt a sharp pain before pulling his finger back.

There was two holes on the pad of his finger that was pooling with his blood. He was tempted to put his finger in his mouth to suck his blood but the key whole looked as if it wanted the blood that was coming from his finger.

Adorjan dripped some blood down the face of it and he heard a bolt unlock. So his blood was the key to opening the door. The door creaked open as all heavy old doors do when they were not maintained.

He looked back at okr and nodded his head to let him know he was going to continue. Once Adorjan entered the deathly dark tunnel he had gotten a scent of spoiled eggs. 

“What could possibly give off that smell?” He whispered to himself. He moved further in and the sides of the tunnel lite up with blue fire. He never seen blue fire before. How was it created was definatly unnatural.

He moved further down the tunnel only to step in a gelatinous muck on the ground. It gave off the smell of rotting eggs. He looked around to discover  skin that was sheaded off a beings body.

He continued to walk further in. A low murmuring was just a head. He had not weapon to fight what could out to greet him. Further, and further in he went the sound became louder and louder.

He came upon a room. The room had a large animal sleeping in the center of it. Adorjan decided to try to get around it to get to the other tunnel opening behind it. The animal opened it’s eyes.

Adojan froze. The eyes was clear as glass.  The beast stood. It was fifteen feet in height and it’s fangs were a foot long. The skin reminded him of the lizard that roamed around in the woods but it’s head resembled a cat. It was the most horrific looking animal that was ever created. But the question is how to get past the beast without getting those teeth sunk into him.

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As the party waned and the guest left. She could not stop thinking of her betroth. He was attractive, playful, seductive and brutally honest. Could she be able to satisfy such a man?

She had a lot to think about but not tonight. She decided to enjoy what was left of the feast ivies.

“Are you happy with you match?” That was the most Makalo said to her all evening. It did look like he really wanted her input.

“Well whether I like it or not I will become his wife.”

“You are correct.”

She wanted to storm off but that would make the family look awful.

“He is suitable.”

“That is good. I will be leaving you to attend to the rest of the guest. You are old enough to handle this.”

She was stunned that he would do such a thing. But he turned and left. This was a test. She can not fail at.

Sorry for the long wait. I have so many longs on the fire it takes time to get to all of them. Please like and follow if you are enjoying the story. Until next time this is Fia saying keep the fires burning.

Seven Deaths

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One day I will die and I will take with me centuries of knowledge of the past and visions of the future. Just like I will die today.

I am so very tired of this shell of a body. I have returned to this state of being many, many times. To learn lessons with every life. Learn about life, love and death eventually.

It is not my fate to live among you forever. It is to experience the human experience in it’s vast cultures and forms.

As I perish, my true self lifts off and is drawn to a new life. It may happen in the same family or I may be drawn to the other part of the world.

I coexists with the life force that is created. From the time the shell is penetrated, I too will enter.

Oh, it is not damaging to the new life. I sit and wait until the sparks of electricity make a pattern. A pattern that I embed myself in.

I know what your thinking alien force. Since you describe an alien as “belonging to a foreign country or nation.”

I belong here. Every country is my country and every nation was built as I witnessed it happening.

I am not energy even though I have been cursed into this form for centuries. I am a living, breathing being that must complete it’s trials to be aloud to live in my own glorious form.

I pray this is the last life form I will have to endure until my curse is broken. To have no contact with my own kind, which is cruel punishment by itself.

You maybe wondering how can I break this curse and if you already know how, why didn’t I? I do know how to break the curse, the problem is I can not tell anyone how to do it.

It has to naturally be broken by someone who truly would like me free. Here’s the catch how do they know I am in here? They don’t that’s why it’s been centuries.

Ohh the pain I feel when the body goes from unnatural causes. Like smoking or drugs. I will tell you the story of how I became cursed at least that will distract me from our death.

If you like the beginning of this story please like and comment. I plan to have fun with this one.(Wink)

Fia’s update!

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Hello my fire starters. I am so sorry I have been MIA for a bit. But I did announce that I would not be on so much.

I had an couple of personal events that has burned up my time. Do not get me wrong, I like the heat.(wink)

I am hoping to get back on track in another month or two. Until then I will keep you in the mix. Until next we read, which will be shortly.

Keep the fires stoke, because Fia likes a wild fire.

What is up with Fia?

Hello my fire starters. I hope all of you are keeping that fire burning. I wanted to give you all a bit of what are you are up to post.

So I am trying my hand at murder, mystery story. I do not want any of my followers to think I am going to stop writing my fantasy, or erotic stories. At the moment I have invested a lot of my time in a fantasy mystery book. Which I hope to finish by the end of spring.

But “The Eight O’clock Train” post seemed to want to come out. It is happening in today’s world. No fantasy ,so I am going to push my imagination to it’s  limits. Where will it go. ARRG!

The call of the Dhamper is still going and I am pleased with it. There is an end to that story but I am still developing the characters which is hard when I did not want it to go on too long. 

Also I will be announcing something very soon that I hope will be received by people well. We will see. Nothing ventured nothing gained. Right?

So that is all so far. Keep the fire burning Fire starters. Fia xoxo

Catch up with Fia day

Hello fire starter’s. So you may have noticed that I have been a bit delayed on the call of the Dhampir short story and my wicked Wednesday. I do apologize for that. I will be posting the Dhamphir this weekend. Please keep watch for it.

I have been world building for a book that I will be working on very soon.

If you have been following me over the years you may have notice that I like to write : Erotica, Fantasy, and Science fiction with fantasy and Urban literature.  Normally I would write them from the seat of my pants. So technically I am a pantser. But that really is not a good way to go for me any more. Since I work full time I have to be realistic. So I have created plan on story building.

I can not say I am a 100% planner. I will have moments where the story will take over. But as long as I know where it will eventually end I’m happy.

I have created story maps that seems to work for me. There is one for short stories, like my blog post and one for books.

I will eventual post my map on writing a short erotic story if anyone is interested let me know. Now my style may not be your style but you can always tweak it to your preference. 

So that is log that is burning on my fire right now. Until next time. Keep it burning. Fia xoxox