Floating in the Black (The light)

Posted on by Fia Naturie

(Then there came light)

As I float in the vastness of the black. I do see that there are miniature speckles of light. Though occurred to me that I may be in space.

“That is crazy. There is no air in space and clearly I am breathing.”

“Are you?”

“Am I what? Breathing. Yes I can feel my chest rising and falling.”

“That is just sensory memory.”

“So, I am not breathing?” I whispered.

“That is correct. You have traveled to a dimension that you apparently like immensely.”

“Excuse me? Liked is not what I would describe my experience of my life.”

“Interesting. Then why did you not return to the set time and place for departure? You were to return four years prior.”

“Four years? Where was I supposed to return to?”

“Interesting.”

“Would you stop with the interesting. That is not helping.”

While I felt myself about to loose my shit. I see a bright light come towards me. It was small and kept increasing in size.

“What is going on?”

There was no more voice answering me and before I knew what was happening, a strang thingy was flying before my eyes. Everything was out of focus. The light was starting to give me a headache and what ever was before my eyes would not stop moving.

“Oh, hooray your back. Thank you marcus.”

‘Who is talking and who is Marcus?’ I thought.

I was able to move and the room was able to move with me.

“Oh goodness get her a unit. The contents of her meal will evacute her system in 3,2,1—“

The contents did evacuate my system and I just wanted to die.

My vision was clearing and I see where some of the bright light was coming from. there was a wasp with a light shooting out of its chest and into my eye’s. I was about to swat it. when my hand was held by another hand?

“Oh, no,no,no. Please do not destroy the medical personel.”

“The what?”

“Oh I knew you were going to be worse than the last time. They are medical personnel that were assisting with taking care of you.”

I look towards the voice. It was a man or woman who stood next to me. “Who are you?

“I am more of a what, than a who.”

“Who are you. I am Emma. Your personal assistant.”

That sounds a lot like a who?

“Please forgive me. I am an artifiacial intelligent android.”

“Android. I know what that is.”

“Good, then all is not loss.” The android said as it walked towards me with a slight sway. It was more graceful than I was and It made me wonder more at what kind of predicament I was in.

“What year are we in?’

“The year is 2325. We are under One rule and the rule is called Sterk. We are a scientific society and the one thrives one information to better our society.”

“Alright.” the flying things that swirled around me went to the android and flashed a series of lights at it.

“Physically you are unharmed. Mentally you have damage a considerate amount of grey and white matter.”

“There saying I have brain damage?”

“That is correct. It is estimated that we can wait for a monu for you to recover or we can attached the cent and speed up the process.”

“Monu?”

“It would be considered a month in the dimension you were in and before you ask cent is an insect like creature that attaches to the spine and inject venom that stimulate brain matter to heal.”

“That sounds sick and painful. I’ll wait a month.”

(You Would) I heard the voice and I turn to my left and I can see where it came from.

(Do not speak. I am in your mind and we can converse this way.)

(Who are you?”)

(I am the Black)

{How are you liking my trip through a dimension? Let me know. Until next time}

Floating in the Black. (pt 1 No Body)

Posted on by Fia Naturie

(The black moves and surrounds you. The black has a voice, that offers choices. Finally the black knows all. Annette Porter the manager of a medical office that was created to heal the masses that are willing to try experimental treatment.
This job was not what she thought it would when she answered the advertisement. Tired, disgruntled and trapped in a life and career she never truly wanted. She agreed to go to the holiday party.
At the holiday party she was s in need to use the facilities. She was shown 12 doors and only one was her destination. Or is it?)

(From birth we emerge from the black only to die and return to the black. In between is movement)

The house that was rented to celebrate the holiday Christmas party was more than what was required. There was three floors that held a right and left wing. The front door was something out of the imagination of a carpenter in medieval times. It stood over ten feet tall. Who were they expecting and what medical disorder did they have that made them grow so tall?

There were also the ivory pillars and the circular driveway that also led to the garden that the estate was on. Yes you heard me, estate. Our office party coordinator wanted to have the holiday party out where no one and I mean no one would have wanted. I see all the smiles and glances of the items that they were fearful to touch.

There were also the mumblings. “How could they afford this when we had to for fit our raises this year?”

Yeah this was a three day old meatball crap storm just waiting to drop.

“I want to welcome all of you to the Rory Manor. The Kimble’s have graciously allowed us to have a party on their estate, free of charge. I would like all of you to show them  appreciation by clapping for our host.”

Ah the Kimble’s. Now things were beginning to fall into place. The Kimble’s were one of the richest families in the whole United States. They own the company M-C Life. They created and fabricated vaccines in large quantities very quickly. They have been trying to get our small company to try their experimental drug, zint.

(Zint is supposed to reverse the sign of damage to the brain after trauma.)

 I decided that it was time for me to leave the festivities.

“Are you going so soon, Annette?”

“I do not agree with this. They are wining and dining us until they can catch us with our pants down. I’m going to use the bathroom and make my way out of here.” I said to Mitchel, our office finance officer, as I walked up to the second landing looking for the bathroom.

What I came up against is 12 doors. All were closed and none said bathroom on it.

‘Figures.”

“Can I help you?” a voice that was the typical one you would hear come out of a butler in a black and white old movie.

I turned to find exactly what I thought.

“I need to use the bathroom. Can you point it out please?”

He looked a little annoyed and yet I did not care.

“Go straight to the last door on the right. Do not open any of the others. Keep on the path and you will be at your destination.”

Really, destinations. I shook my head and went straight down the hall to the last door on the right. The bathroom was beautiful. Model lighting, marble counter top. The soft hue of coral with hints of gold everywhere. It was out of a dream.

I took a deep breath in and the air had a subtle hint of sweet vanilla and almond. I went to handle my business and once I was done the toilet flushed and the water faucet turned on. this is the moment I gave a look of awe at what rich people would pay for. I went to wash my hands and noticed in the mirror I looked tired.

It was not the two fine lines of crow’s feet or the one line that was starting to appear on my forehead. It was my eyes itself. They looked like my mom’s after working an all-nighter at the nursing home. A tear threaten to escape. This was not the life I wanted. I wanted to travel and see things.

Instead I baby sit people who seem to think that the office will fall apart if they were let go, so they do as they wish. I went and dried my hands and left the bathroom. I pulled the door closed and the door next to it creaked open. I did not care. I wanted out of the estate. So as I walked past the door and  pulled the knob to close it. Only to be abruptly  sucked into, into— the black.

There was no floor or walls. I should feel as if I was falling but what I felt was that I am there. Just there. Not up or down. What pulled me in has no hold. I can breath. But when I breath out, I do not hear a sound.

“You are in the black.” A voice said. It came from all over.

“You have been chosen to experience several lives, on several different planes of existence.”

I had to have fallen and hit my head. I will wake up in a hospital, with an IV in my arm and a nurse that looks as if I am wasting her time.

“You are not where you once were and you are not who you once were.”

‘Why me?’ I thought

“You will discover the answer to the why.”

‘Can I go home?’ 

“Depends?” 

“Depends on what?”

“You Annette Porter. Your choices will lead you.”

‘Lead me home?’

The voice was silent and I knew the answer.

‘Will I just stay here?’

“Time is minute and you will soon arrive to your life.”

“Excuse me? I am living correct?

“The shell is gone, yet your conscious lives on. Prepare for your beginning Annette Porter.”

Fear creeps in and I feel as if I was on the verge of a super nova of emptions. I do not have a body. I look at my hands and I feel them rise but I see nothing.

I have no body and all I see is the black.

(Please comment and like. I would love to hear what you think)

{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt 2.5

Posted on by Fia Naturie
Image result for sun rise

“Is that your natural completion or have you lost blood recently?”

This odd looking man with a glittering chain asked me.

“Pardon?”

“Are you always this fair in color?”

“I suppose.”

“Either it’s a yes or a no. I do loath the indecisiveness of today.”

I was starting to get annoyed and my patience with him was almost at it limit. But I still had manners and decided to use them.

“Can you please tell me how far I am to the next town, Sir?”

“Are you lost?”

“No I am looking for work and I seemed to have fallen asleep.”

The odd man looked around the clearing and looked back at me.

“Are you not scared that someone would take advantage of you? It is clear that you are alone and do not seem strong enough to defend yourself.”

“Sorry for wasting your time. I will continue on my path. Good day, Monsieur”

He seemed pleasantly amused. I stood up a scraped my elbow on a piece of bark that was jutting out. It was a small scape yet the odd man captured my arm and wrapped a scarf around it as a bandage. Little did I know he sampled my blood in the process?

“Oh mon chéri, you are a lioness, hidden in a cub’s body.”

I was finally at my limit and I did not have anyone to answer to other than myself.

“I am no lioness. I am just a person who is looking for employment in the next town. I will now leave. Good day”

He stood there and smiled with the jewel twinkling capturing nonexistent light in the dense forest.

“Are you good with cows and chickens?”

“I am.”

“Good. Go down the path you will see a crossroad. Take the path on the left. It will lead you to my home. Ask for Allegra. She will assign you a place to sleep and tell you what must be done. We will talk about your pay when I return.”

I should have turned him down but I was desperate and I needed to work.

“Monsieur???, what is the name I must address you by?”

“When we are informal you can address me as Francois. With company it is Francois de Montmorency-Bouteville.”

I caught my breath when I realize who I was speaking to. I knew I looked a mess but I curtseyed and accepted the offer.

                                                                                *********

You would think people with this modern technology would learn to master driving. That thought made me smile. People really never mastered anything anymore. They just learn enough to get by. The sun is almost fully up, I made it to my home in just short of burning myself alive.

The door opened automatically due to the electronic system I installed. Yes I installed it. It’s amazing the knowledge you acquire when you drink warm blood.

I can build a home, a car and many other things from scratch. My appetite was immense in my youth. I went into my temperature controlled and sun omitted room. I slept on a bed made of down. Habits are hard to break.

I will wake before sunset and get back to the body. That should give me time to get it out of there and to the person who wanted it back so badly.

I did not bother to change, I was too tired and I pushed myself too far. The bed was a welcomed comfort. I fell into death and I dreamt of it. The jewel.

Fire starters how are you enjoying it so far let me in on those thought will you. Until next we burn. (I do not own the picture)

Come Follow Me, Fia

Posted on by Fia Naturie

 

untitled

Good morning to all my Fire Starters out there. I just wanted to go over how you can follow me here on Word Press, without being a member.

You can google my work and on the lower right hand corner of the screen you see “Follow”. Press that it will ask you for your email. Put your email in and send. You will get a notification in your email asking you to accept. Please Except and you will receive a notice in your email every time I post something.

You will not get receive anything from any other writers if you’re not a member of Word Press. I hope this clears things up. And can not wait to engage more with my readers.

Have a wonderfully hot day. (Sensually hot)

The Floating Sword The Finally

Posted on by Fia Naturie

The blood receded from the queens face. Leaving her as pale as a corpse. She knew she would not live out the night. She came to grips with that reality as quickly as she could. She worked so hard to seek out the magician to pull the sword from the sky and now with it close to being hers, she will die without it.

Rage filled her , boiling in her gut sending thought’s of pure carnage to her mind. She will kill the king and his bastard bother. Leaving no one to claim the throne  and the sword will remain there in the sky taunting all.

“So are you here to get the sword or to kill the king and I?”

“Watch your mouth woman. I will deal with you later?” The king said with clenched teeth

But there will be no later. She has decided that for her self and no mediocre king will decide her death for her.

“Well, if I grab the sword from the sky will that not delight you? No I will not pull the sword from the sky I will take your life. That will delight me.”

Ryan said smiling at her. He noticed that his brother was more ill at ease than she was. He could tell that she had made her peace with her life ending.

“Why not make this more enjoyable.” Ryan raised his hand causing the queen to float at the same level as the sword. He closed his eyes implanting the image of the sword being in arms reach. As she tried to reach for it . Little tears appeared in her skin.

It started off slowly, then the slits increased and the depths increased. Causing sever gashes, exposing the red meat under the skin. The Queen screamed from the pain yet she did not cease in her goal of reaching the sword.

Her blood began to flow more freely the deeper the wounds went. Coating his brother the king. He did not move. He sat on his horse and listened to his wife suffer a death he would never put on someone himself.

Her death was made from pure hate and he could not stop the tormented massacre of his queen.

An all to familiar a gargle from the soon to be departed queen sounded loud on a quiet field.

“Since you kill the queen you still want to kill me brother?”

“Of course. Father should have never given you the crown. You don’t care for nothing but your self. If you did not have your head in your royal ass, you would have known that she killed our brother.”

The king climbed down from his horse and walked up to Ryan smiling.

” As I recall brother you have depleted you power. You’ve killed my men in mass and you’ve just killed the queen.”

Ryan stood facing the king without showing any sign of fatigue.

“Come, now brother, we may not have lived in the same home but at time we did train together and you are showing signs that you are depleted.”

“That will not change the outcome brother. I will kill you.”

The king just smiled and placed a hand on his brother shoulder.

“Ryan your already dead.”

Ryan looked into his brother eye’s with confusion until he felt the numbness travel down is right side where his brothers had rested. He tried his best to hold on just a few more seconds, giving angelica enough time to spare.

“You’ve built up your resistance I see. But I feel your heart stuttering. Say hello to father when you see him.”

The king walked back to his horse as his brother fell to his knees. He gave the signal for angelica to get the sword and before he fell he could see Nester in white in the distance. He knew all will fall just the way it was supposed to be and he allowed himself to leave.

The king looked at the young man in the distance and had a faint recollection of who he was.

“Are you here to retrieve the sword?”

“No I am here to complete what your brother could not do. Kill you.”

The kings rage shown all over his face.

“How dare you, boy. Guards kill him now.”

The guards did not move as the king ordered. He walked over to the guard that was closest to him and seen that where the eyes were only stood empty holes. the other guards looked exactly the same.

“You will not kill me. I am your king.” He yelled as he with drew a sword from one of his men and charged Nester.

He swung the sword wildly with no particular target in sight. Nester let him swing as he gracefully moved away from every thrust and swipe.

Angelica completed the chant, which revealed what the other’s could not see. The bridge leading up to the sword. As Nester kept the king distracted, as she ran to the sword. She put two hands on the hilt and the earth trembled.

The king looked towards the sword and seen a young woman holding it. His new mission was to kill her and not worry about some peasant trying to make a name for himself by killing a king.

The king charged at the young woman, with his sword gripped tightly in the hand.

Angelica pointed the sword at the king and as if she always knew how to weld it. She slashed down ward across the  kings torso as he charged forward, making him stagger back. The king refused to fall. He gripped his sword with both hands, raised it and brought it down ward attempting to take off her arm.

Angelica blocked his sword with hers and in a parallel angle swung her sword, slicing through the muscle, tendon, ligaments, and throat, but did not fully decapitate him.

Blood spurted and oozed down his front.

Angelica walked up to the king and said, “That was for my father, Uncle.”

The realization of who she was he took with him to the after life as he dropped on the invisible bridge, coating it with his blood.

**********************************************************************************

As Nester and Angelica walked to the boarder of the palace. There was heaviness that weighed on them. The loss of Ryan was hitting theme both but anglica more loss was ahead.

“I have to leave you now, Angelica.”

“I know. Will you come and see me?”

“This is not the end for us. It is just a parting of ways for now. You will seek me out when you are ready.”

“Why seek you out. Your right here. Just stay.”

“You are not ready.”

Nester walked up to Angelica and kissed her gently on the lips. Her innocence showed right through. She was not ready and Nester will wait.

“How will I find you?”

“You’ll always know where I will be. Bye angel.”

Nester  slowly disappated into air. Leaving Angelica alone to claime her throne.

                                           The End

(I hope you all like the floating the sword. Any comments feel free too. Thank you for stopping by.)

 

The Floating Sword pt14

Posted on by Fia Naturie

thI7120AFL

Ryan and Angelica walked day and night for two days only stopping when necessary. They made it to the floating sword only to see the king and queen guards there protecting it.

Ryan knew it would not be easy to retrieve the sword. He had come up with a plan as they made their way to the sword. The plan entailed a sacrifice that he knew that his niece would not understand.

He glanced at her as she surveyed the area as well. He was proud of her and what she had learned in such a short period of time. If he had, had children he would have wanted one exactly like her. Well that will not happen if the plan goes off with out a hitch.

“Ryan what should we do? Nester is not here yet.”

“We do what we set out to do. Nester will not let us down.”

They both looked at the sword once more before they proceeded.

“Remember do not come out until I give the signal. No matter what that crazed queen will say or do. Swear it!”

“I swear.” Angelica said with clenched teeth.

Angelica did not like the plan but as long as Nester makes it on time. They’ll survive with their heads and the sword.

Ryan was wearing a long tan shirt with a brown corded belt tied around his waist. His pants were the same color of the belt, it flared out a little at the ankles.

Ryan moved into the guards sight. One of the guards ran off in the direction of the palace. The other’s remained. The total number were at least twelve.

Ryan thought it was over kill but the queen her self invented the words over kill.

“Stop before you lose your life.”

“I think you should stop before you lose your life. Did the queen not decree that all magician’s should try to take the sword from the sky. Well I am here to try.”

The guard in the front looked at the magician’s and started to laugh.

“If you fail, you ill lose your head. Yet you come willing to get the sword.”

The other guard started to join in with the laughter.

“I said I have come to retrieve the sword not to lose my head.”

Ryan walked towards the guard. All of them drew their swords and position themselves for battle.

“Oh so now you take me seriously. I take it that the guard will reach the palace shortly so you think your lives would be spared if they get here in time.” Ryan took another two steps closer. “They will not make it.”

Ryan focus his attention to the guard that was in front of him. He began to utter words the guard never heard before.

Suddenly the air began to shift from a light, unnoticeable breeze to a beginning of a storm. It became so strong it was lifting the guard into the air about three feet and they heard several snapping and popping noises come from him accompanied by his screaming.

That’s when the other guards began to charge forward to kill Ryan.

Angelica watched the scene from behind a tree waiting for the signal. Then there it was the head nod. She closed her eyes and began to conjure up a spell of her own on earth the ground trembled and then became soft.

Shock and bewilderment was all over the guards faces as they began sinking into the earth, that was just as hard as a bolder. Now it was swallowing them whole.

The guard that was floating screamed an ungodly sound, then died from the torment of his bone breaking and his heart exploding with in his body.

Angel harden the earth as half of their bodies were still exposed from the waist up.

“Angelica you must hurry and start the spell to release the sword.” Ryan called out as he walked to each struggling guard and killed them one by one.

She centered herself, shutting everything out to create the spell.

Ryan heard the horses gallop towards him on his left. The king and Queen were in the fore front of the menacing brigade.

” So it’s you. You’ve finally came out of your self-imposed exile to retrieve the sword and dethrone me.” The king said glaring at Ryan.

“Yes, Adorno.”

“Blasphemy to say the kings former name. You will address him as king or you will die where you stand.”

“I will address him any way I damn well please. After all I am his older brother.”

A collective gasp was heard as the realization of what was just said sunk in.

“So now you want to be king?” The king asked again.

Ryan laughed and shook his head. “After all these years you think I would want the throne. No brother. I’m here to kill the bitch you call a queen that is sitting right beside you.”

“You will not be warned again brother. Watch your tongue.”

“Were you’re in on the decision to kill Adam or were you too busy whoring that your queen did it with out your knowledge.”

The kings astonishment was written all over his face.

“You killed Adam.”

“If he was a magician that could not pull the sword down then he lost his head. Who is this Adam.”

“He is my brother.” The king said through clenched teeth.

Wicked Wednesday (House Fire)

Posted on by Fia Naturie

   imagesHM4M2MR3                                                  From this moment on I have to include this on my pages.
This has explicit sexual content and intended for mature adults(18 and above). If you decide to continue reading, you are stating that you are of age of consent.

Hello my wicked fire starters. I have questions here that start off lite by lighting the match to burning the house down. Shall we start?

Q: I do not know if you have the answer to this but I had breast reduction many, many years ago and just recently my breast have been increasing in size. First question why and second question why didn’t someone tell me this could happen. The only person really enjoying them right now is my husband and he’s not carrying them.

A: Woo. Let see . Breast are made up with fat tissue and let say milk glands. You had them take out fat tissue and excess skin. Sad to say this but gaining weigh contributes to larger breast and genetics. cause honey some things just can not be contained. As far as the doctor not telling you. Not sure maybe he wanted your money. As far as you hubby enjoying the ladies, he must feel like he’s welcoming back long-lost friends. Hey you got a breast man and he wants yours. Not bad sweetie.

Q: Okay this is definitely stupid but how do you get over feeling shy when someone goes down on you.

A: Nothing is stupid or off the table. Like with anything once your are comfortable with it you may start craving it. It helps to look at it and think positively. “He/she must like it allot since they want to go there.” Negative thoughts tend to give you an adverse reaction towards the situation. Also if your partner goes down on you first sometimes it’s to get you off but they may not last long. You get what I am saying.

THINK “OH MAN,THIS FEELS GREAT!”

Q: Fia here’s my question. What’s your thought’s on penis lengthening? I mean I am sick of hearing women they want seven inches or more. Honestly I’m happy with what I got.

A: Damn, really. My thought’s on this is it is not necessary unless you’re a porn star. Sorry. Let me put this image in your head. You in your partner but you art never fully in and you have to hold the shaft while you’re doing your thing as well as steady your partner. Because let’s be for real sometime times things get aggressive. people heads hit the board or the floor. Just saying shit happens. You can also lose sensation, then what the point? I’m not even talking about giving head. Most women are squeamish about it already can you imagine the turn downs you get, if it abnormally long. People need air.

Also you may have to invest in a lot of lotion for those times your alone. You get what I’m saying. It’s not economical. (Laughing)

If you have any more questions please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com. Comments are welcomed below.  Until next week keep burning.

Fia catch up time!

Posted on by Fia Naturie

 

 

imagesSo my fire starters I hope every day has brought you a little heat. As for me I have been getting bombarded with things that has nothing to do with what I am passionate about.

I felt as if my camp fire was being stomped out. But as we all know. Fia can not be contained. So I say “Bring it on baby.”

Will be posting the final excerpt of the floating sword soon.

I am working on a couple of other projects that will be announced shortly.

And my little burners Wicked Wednesday is tomorrow.

The only thing I can say is prepare your selves. lol

Have a spicy day.

Fia signing off.

The Floating Sword pt 14

Posted on by Fia Naturie

th7MNZCE4D

The air felt thick. The queen felt as if there was a heaviness to it. The king had not visited her bed for over a week. She did not question who he was spending his nights with and she refuse to care. She cared for him once and that proved to be a disaster.

He only started to pay attention to her when the rumors were getting out of control over her taking a lover every now and then. It did make the people question his rule and that was what she wanted. He was weak for luxuries and he did not care about who he had to hurt or humiliate in the process.

She was going to prove to him and to all the subjects that she was more than a quiet mouse of a woman. She was a queen and her desire for the sword to rule was her goal. she did admit to herself that of late what they shared sexually had been exciting. Yet he choose to fall back to his whoring ways.

Tonight will be the night when all will either survive or crumble. She felt it to her core that the one destined for the sword will arrive this very night. That will be hours from now and she had to prepare her plan. Once the sword was retrieved and placed in her hands she will slice his head from his body. She knew the sword had to be sharper than any sword ever forged. She smiled at the thought of his head rolling on the ground with a body near.

***********************************************************************************

Nester awoken with pain shooting through his head. It was strong enough that he lost the contents of the food he ate on the floor.

“I see you have awakened.”

“Oh goddess it hurts so much.”

“Yes allow me. I will take the pain away.”

The ENOR walked up to Nester’s bent body and radiated a glowing light and once the light engulfed him the pain subsided. The ENOR pulled the light back and took several steps back watching and waiting to see if Nester were going to respond negativity to his activation.

“I feel better thank you. Are the other’s ready to leave?”

“They have left days ago. You have been asleep for three days. Please take this robe and follow me.”

“I told you all I can not stay here.”

“We have heard what you have said. We will not force you to stay. You will return. The cloths are clean and comfortable to train in. Your going to learn our skill of magic that will help your companions. Do not worry. It will take them a few days before they reach the bridge. You will get there on time.”

“How can you….” His words were trailed off by images that were implanted in his mind. He knew without a doubt that he will reach there with a problem.

“Do you have a name? What am I supposed to address you as?”

“We have no given names but you may call me Ash. That is suitable.”

“Ash it is. So we will begin training. Hoe long will that take? Longer than what we have time for. You will learn three moves, that will save your life and the lives of your companions.”

The ENOR guided him into a cavern with many pools of steaming water.

“Choose one.”

Nester glance at the pool farthest from the front and choose it. The ENOR closed his eyes and the water began to bubble more and foam a little. Then he turned to leave.

“Where is the soap?”

“The cleansing solution has been added to the bath. Do not take long your instructor will be waiting for you.” The ENOR turned and began to walk away.

Nester went to the water and it swirled with color at first his thoughts ran to a dark place. What if they try killing him in this. Then he though if I was going to die by them they could have killed him many, many times.

He undressed and sat in the water. It soothed his muscle and his head felt like it was on a cloud. The ENOR’s healing ,magic is definitely one thing he must learn.

**************************************************************************************

Angelica and Ryan had been traveling for two days. The ENOR’s had promised them that Nester would be unharmed and will meet with them at the bridge. Angelica was going to protest but Ryan knew that they were powerful beings and if they say Nester will be there when needed. He will be there.

Before leaving the womb the ENOR that had help them retrieve the book allowed them to memorize the spell that will help Angelica retrieve the sword. The catch is giving her enough time to say the incantation to release it from its floating tomb.

Ryan came up with a plan than will give her time. He looked at his niece and thought of  how brave she was going after her destiny. Her mother and father would have been very proud of her. He was.

“Uncle are you alright? You seem a bit into your thoughts tonight. Do you want to hear the incantation again?”

“I am fine. Yes let’s hear it again and if you are not too tired we will practice a bit. The Battle for the sword is almost upon us and we have to be ready.”

Angelica began to say the word and Ryan continued to plan for what he must do.

(So the next excert of the floating sword will be at it’s finally. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as I have been writing it.)