What’s Good, What’s Bullshit Possible Upcoming Series By Thoughts Of Everything

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“Broken” by VivicaWolf (chapter 6)

Weeks passed in marital bliss as Dana began to find herself feeling more content in her role as Colin’s wife. Unexpectedly on her part, she found herself genuinely caring for the man, despite the strange feeling she could not shake from him. That queer empty feeling she had never felt from another. She began to wonder if perhaps it was from the trials of war that left this strange hollowness within him. However, Colin never showed any signs of troubled thoughts from the war. He was always so calm, charming, and very attentive.

Even as she tried to probe at the hollowness that she felt from her darling husband, she could not determine the source of it. With no leads as to why she felt such a thing from Colin, Dana ignored the nagging feeling in the back of her mind and pushed the sense down. She forced herself to overlook the hollow feelings she felt from him as they spent their days and nights together, getting to know each other both physically and emotionally.

Colin, curious about his new bride, would often ask Dana about her past, her adopted family, and her powers. To Dana, Colin seemed to be genuinely interested in her life, giving her the sense that not only could she potentially trust her husband, but also that her feelings could openly flourish without fear. She grew ever more assured as she could sense the genuine desires and affections felt by Colin as they spent their time together.

When Dana was not spending her time with Colin, he would often send her to meet with Dr. Isidore Vlach to test her abilities to see what had changed after the ritual. However, it seemed all the testing he ran on her -day after day – would prove to have no new results. Her strength was still that of an average human. Her reaction time and stealth also remained average. Even her empathic ability seemed to be unchanged, according to Vlach’s tests.

Dana could sense Vlach’s frustration as he would sift through his files, mumbling to himself and rubbing the bridge of his nose where his thick glasses sat. He would often talk to himself about previous rituals conducted and the clarity of their success. He was certain he had done everything right. In his frustration, he would curse the witch and secretly accuse her of botching the whole experiment.

Dr. Vlach would often cause Dana to raise a brow at his underhanded remarks about Sonia Havel, especially when she was not within earshot. Dana could easily pick up on the quiet disdain they held for each other even without her gift. However, it was that passive underhandedness that gave her pause to trust Dr. Vlach even with the smallest of things.

Of course, when Isidore Vlach was not busy examining Dana, Sonia would put in her own time to conduct further examinations on Dana. Unlike Vlach’s examinations, most conducted by Sonia consisted of long walks through the halls and gardens, and having friendly talks about Dana’s day-to-day living in the manor.

Sonia showed far more interest in what Dana could potentially do with the enhancement of her abilities and insisted there was a major change within her. Dana would then deny any knowledge of a change in her abilities. Sonia would smile knowingly at Dana, as if she knew something that Dana did not. Dana felt certain that the witch saw something in Dana that she had yet to discover. The thought was unnerving, to say the least.

She did not trust the doctors, and Isidore Vlach was no different in her eyes. While the man was helpful and had a kind exterior, she knew exactly what she was to men like him. A new subject to exploit. In addition, Sonia, while there was something powerful connecting them, something Dana could not explain, she feared the woman greatly. Dana could not forget the intense feelings of hate, vengeance, and darkness she felt seeping from the woman’s very soul during the ritual.

Dana just prayed she was at least able to hide her fears from the witch.

Between them and the regular attempts at pregnancy, there were doctors always close by, waiting for the early signs of a positive pregnancy.

Dana felt increasingly overwhelmed by the attention paid to her by people she felt uneasy around. She also began to feel terrible loneliness in her heart, despite her more pleasing attention from Colin. When she felt like she might break under the pressure, Dana decided to return to the city and visit with her family and friends to try to quell the negative feelings.

When Dana went to Colin with her needs, she was again surprised when he agreed she should go visit with her family. However, he insisted one of his men, Martin Altair, go with her to keep her safe. While Dana appreciated the sentiment, she did not want anyone around to take the joy out of the visit. Reluctantly, she accepted Colin’s terms.

Dana rode in the back of the black car with Martin across from her. The cream-colored leather interior was warm and comfortable, the tinted windows rolled down slightly to let a cool breeze blow through. Dana leaned close to the window and let the hair blow the loose strands of hair from her braids, taking in the city smells.

Dana was uncomfortably aware of Martin’s amber eyes watching her, his coy smile was frozen on his face as the car bumped and swayed. He sat in his black uniform, more casual than the one she saw him wearing at the wedding with all his medals and honors. His hair was slicked back, making his already dark hair look like black polish, his widow peeks prominent. Dana let out a sigh and looked at Martin, gracing him with her own plastic smile.

“Thank you for escorting me out, I’m sure you’d rather spend time with your family.” Dana did not know much about the man except he made her extremely uncomfortable. Before her marriage to Colin, she would have avoided men like Martin at all costs. However, because he was so close to her husband, she could only try to minimize their time together, and out of courtesy, she thought it best to try to know the man.

Martin smiled wide. “I don’t have family like you. My brothers in the Order are my family.”

Dana swallowed and looked out the window. He liked to make her uncomfortable, she knew that she could not get used to the foulness she felt when he got his kicks from trying to break her civility. “Family is what we make of it.” She said flatly.

Martin clicked his tongue. “Is Colin not family enough for you? Aren’t you a daughter to the Order, now?”

Dana looked at him with wide eyes, shocked by his underhanded accusations. “Colin is my husband, that doesn’t negate the family I had before. Who has ever expected a bride to forgo her family after she weds?”

Martin shrugged. “Suppose not. But I’ve never been married.”

Dana could feel herself growing flustered. She looked out the window, feeling relief at the sight of her home neighborhood. She took in a slow deep breath and exhaled. “In the meantime, I’d be more comfortable if you would wait for me in the car while I visit with my family.”

Martin grinned and stared at Dana for a long and uncomfortable moment before responding. “Of course, Drottning.”

Dana let the hint of mockery fall away as she focused her attention on the three-story brick building drawing near. She would not let him find purchase under her skin and ruin her time with her family.

The car pulled up to the sidewalk in front of the brick building. Dana waited patiently as the driver got out and opened the door for her to step out. She glanced over to Martin just as the door swung out. He let himself lean back to relax, crossing his leg over his knee. “Enjoy your visit, Drottning. I’ll be here when you’re finished.”

Dana paused for a moment at his strange sincerity. “Uh, thank you, Martin. I will.”

Stepping out of the car, she adjusted the long lilac dress with small rose gold buttons running down the front. She tugged at her pale cream gloves nervously, and almost laughed at herself. What was she nervous about? She was not stepping into a stranger’s home. As she walked to the door, she could hear footsteps rush down the stairs within, and before she could touch the brass nob, Joseph threw the door open and wrapped his arms around Dana.

Joseph hugged his adopted sister as though he had not seen her in a decade. For him and the rest of the family, it felt terribly true. The moment he saw the car pull up from the second-floor window, he knew she had finally come home. Joseph and Lindsey, along with baby Elroy, had been the only ones home on that day, and when Joseph took off for the door in a sudden hurry, he called out to Lindsey to call Amelia and Ed over the phone to let them know Dana had come home.

Joseph held Dana tight for a long moment. She was still so short that she felt like a child in his embrace. When he finally released her, he saw her smiling with tears in her eyes. “Hey, lil’ stray! You found your way home, did ya?” Joseph laughed and put his arm around Dana’s shoulder, steering her into the door.

“That’s what happens when you feed a stray, they always come back.” Dana let out a high titter of a laugh and leaned into Joseph as they walked up the stairway.

Opening the door at the top of the steps, Joseph let Dana in ahead of him. With a big grin, he called out to Lindsey over his sister’s head. “Sweetheart? Did you get ahold of Emmie or Ed?”

Lindsey poked her head into the hall, the phone to her ear. “Emmie’s on her way, I’m trying to reach Ed now.”

Joseph put his hand on Dana’s back and steered her into the hall towards the kitchen where Lindsey stood. “Ed might be working. I’m sure if you can’t reach him Emmie will fetch him.”

Seeing baby Elroy sitting in his high chair, looking around curiously, Dana darted over and carefully pulled the child out of his seat and into her arms. Elroy squealed with delight as Dana held the chubby baby to her chest. She giggled as Elroy immediately put his soft mouth onto the tip of her nose and cooed. Giggling, Dana kissed his soft pudgy cheeks repeatedly, making Elroy squeal louder with delight.

Finally resting Elroy on her wide hip, she swayed slowly to a silent rhythm. “Hasn’t even been a month and he’s already a wee sausage.” Dana lightly nibbled at her nephew’s pudgy fingers, making the baby wiggle wildly.

With a sigh, Lindsey hung up the phone and turned her attention to Dana. “He missed you so badly. Every time we pass your room down the hall, he rubbernecks to see if you’re hiding inside.”

Dana smiled, her eyes never leaving Elroy. She let out a dramatic gasp. “Is that so? Well, I’ve missed you too, yes I have!” She rubbed her nose against his affectionately. “Papa tells me he’s been crawling on his own.”

Joseph nodded proudly. “Yep, he tears through here like he owns the place, now.”

Lindsey laughed. Her laugh was as warm as her bright smile. “Soon he’ll be walking, and we’ll all be in trouble then.” She stroked her son’s head affectionately.

It had been less than an hour of playing with the baby before there was a knock at the door. Joseph left Lindsey and Dana with Elroy in the live in room to answer the door. Joseph, knowing who was at the door, opened it wide to see Amelia and Ed smiling as he waved them in.

“Thanks for coming, I know it was short notice,” Joseph started.

Amelia smirked, swaggering into the hall wearing a dark green pencil skirt and high heels. She took off her matching green hat and handed it to Joseph. “Darling, you couldn’t keep us away.”

Ed, wearing a white shirt and brown slacks held up with black suspenders patted Joseph on the back. “Good seeing you, brother.”

Joseph shut the door behind them. “How have things been? Haven’t seen either of you in a while.”

Ed fiddled with the brown wool cap in his back pocket, making sure it stayed in place. “You’ve been missed at the meetings. It’s quiet without you there.”

Joseph frowned and nodded. “Yeah. You know I can’t be there, I have my family to think of.”

Amelia gave Joseph a sidelong look. “Plenty of us have families. It hasn’t stopped anyone else from being there.”

Joseph gave Amelia a sour look. “Look, things have been quiet with Dana at the manor,”

Amelia turned on him, her voice low, but her tone sharp. “For you, because she was able to give your family protection. You think things are quiet for everyone else?”

Joseph rubbed his mouth. “Look, it hasn’t even been that long. You need to give it time. You’re obsessed and it’s making you paranoid.”

Amelia stepped up to Joseph. Joseph was over six feet tall, and in heels, Amelia was almost at eye level with him. Her height alone could be intimidating, but it was her energy that really made Joseph want to take a step back. “I may be obsessed, but at least I know what I stand for, and I’ll never stop until the Order falls.”

Ed put a hand on both Joseph and Amelia’s shoulders and eased them apart. “This is neither the time nor the place for this shit. We’re here for Dana. We can discuss this later.”

Amelia stared Joseph down for a long moment. Joseph did not blame her for her passion. Losing her family because of the war and the plague, she put all her hate and passion into putting an end to the people who destroyed everything she had. With everything she continued to uncover in her investigations for The Post, he knew just how dangerous the Arcane Order truly was. Their war crimes were immeasurable and horrifying. Genocide, human experimentation, suppression of the press, murder, corruption… this was just a short list of what Amelia was able to uncover.

The only problem? If she leaked this information through The Post, Amelia and everyone who worked there would vanish in the night. That was the not-so-secret secret that everyone knew and refused to acknowledge.

Amelia took a step back and turned away from the men. Her heels clicked loudly on the wood floor as she walked down the hall. Joseph exhaled, not realizing he had been holding his breath. “She’s going to get herself killed.”

Ed shifted his weight. “That’s the thing about fighting for a cause, Joseph. You also have to be willing to die for it.”

Joseph frowned. Neither Ed nor Amelia had a family to live for, but what about all the friends who cared about them? Joseph already knew he would be devastated to lose his friends if they ever caught the members of the rebellion. What about his father, he was a less active member, but he was still part of it. Then there was Dana, she could both lose everyone she loves and her life.

Everyone he knew and loved, including his wife and son, were all in danger for a cause. Joseph wished he could wash his hands of it all, but when everyone close to him was in some small way involved with trying to overthrow the Arcane Order, it was impossible to do so.

Frustrated, he watched Ed walk down the hall to join Amelia before moving up quickly to follow close behind. As he walked into the live in room, he saw that Amelia had a disgusted look on her face, while Dana looked chastised and Lindsey beside Dana, whispering something to her too low for him to hear.

Joseph looked at the women, confused. “What did we miss?”

Amelia spat and cursed in her native language. “She’s late.” She waved towards Dana.

Ed’s brow creased. “Late, for what? You just got here.”

Lindsey cleared her throat softly. “We think she might be pregnant.”

The room went deathly silent. The only sounds heard were the soft coos of the baby, and the tick, tick, tick of the clock.

“Fuck.” Both Joseph and Ed spoke in unison.

The doctors examined Dana closely. She was regularly asked to give a urine sample at least every other week to test for pregnancy. To her horror, her urine samples were then injected into young female mice, rats, or rabbits only to be killed a few days later and autopsied to see if they had changes to their ovaries. Over and over again, the poor creatures died in vain. Test after test came back negative.

Another mystery was why she had stopped having her monthly bleeding. Her doctors could not explain it. She seemed perfectly healthy. Even the most invasive tests could not explain why she stopped having a period, especially at such a young age.

With every test run Dana began to loath the doctors further. When she brought her concerns to Colin, he would simply wave off her concerns, telling her they were only doing what they were trained to do and that she should give them more respect. Dana felt hurt by his dismissiveness, unable to understand why he was acting so coldly towards her.

With the long passing of weeks and months, many attempts to become pregnant, and the continuing disappointment of negative tests, Colin began to grow distant from his young bride. He began to spend less time with her, leaving her alone at the manor while he took long trips to different cities. He even began to suggest she start spending nights in her own tower to “relax.”

The hollowness she felt from him seemed to expand, and his affections and desires for her seemed to grow fainter with each confirmation of a negative pregnancy test. The loneliness grew to suffocating levels as she would spend her days and nights alone, wandering the still halls of the manor and the grounds.

Growing depressed, she decided to leave the manor one afternoon and visit Amelia. When she told Colin that she planned to leave for the day, he had barely acknowledged her presence. Fighting back tears, she walked outside to the car and suddenly realized she was not given an escort for this trip. While she was relieved to not have Martin at her heels making her even more miserable, she felt the message of not being seen as important enough to need protection. The driver was the only one there.

As she took the car down to the docks to meet her friend, she suddenly broke down into tears. She wept as quietly as she could, but she could not stop the little gasps and hiccups as she broke. She felt like a child again. Losing her father, even the image of his face lost to her in time. Her beautiful mother, dying a devastatingly painful death aboard a crowed ship and being dumped like trash into the sea. Dana choked on her words as she quietly called for her mother.

“Mummy.” She whimpered as she pulled her knees to her chest and cried into her skirts. “Daddy.” She sniffled as the snot dripped from her nose.

Their loss had always been tough, but at this moment, she missed them more than she had in years. She hugged her knees tighter and rocked herself in the car seat.

As they reached the docks, Dana composed herself the best she could. Taking out a small oyster shell encrusted pocket mirror from her handbag, she cleaned up her face before the driver could park the car. When the man opened the door, Dana stepped out, looking as though nothing was wrong. As she walked away from the car, she turned back to see the driver getting back into the driver’s seat and leaning back, placing his hat over his eyes to rest.

That made Dana feel slightly better, knowing that Amelia might want to talk about her latest findings against the Order. Dana was not used to having full privacy with anyone, now, no one seemed to care what she did or with whom she did it. It was both a relief and neglect.

Dana walked along the wood boardwalk until she came to Ed’s seafood shack, where the only person around was Amelia sitting at their wood bench with her back to Dana. She sat smoking a cigarette and gazing down at the old wood table.

Dana felt a thrill at seeing her friend and tiptoed quickly to sneak up on her friend. As she came upon her friend, she stopped, feeling a sense of anxiety and fear from Amelia. Dana felt her momentary joy fade, replaced by a cloud of her own anxiety. “Emmie?”

Amelia jerked around, her eyes wide. When she realized Dana was alone, she visibly relaxed. “Oh, Ma donna, you scared me.” She stood and pulled Dana into a tight embrace, kissing her friend on the corner of her lips.

Amelia held Dana at arm’s length for a moment and examined her dearest friend. “My love, have you been crying?”

Dana blinked, the sudden wave of pain crashed into her like a tidal wave and she began to weep once more. Amelia pulled Dana to her body tightly as Dana broke down, her body shaking as she cried against her chest. Amelia held Dana tight, stroking her ashen hair and whispering soothingly in her mother tongue.

As Dana began to sag in her arms, Amelia moved her to sit on the bench at her side. As she wiped the tears from her friend’s face, she could feel a rage building inside her. She took Dana’s face in her hands, forcing her to look into her gold and green eyes. “What did he do to you?”

With everything she had learned in her years investigating the Arcane Order and its leaders, she was sure they had conducted some sort of horrible experiments on her. Or perhaps she was being abused in some other way. All she knew is that somehow Colin Devlin was involved.

Dana sniffed hard and blinked away her tears. “Th-They keep telling me…” She sniffed again. “That I’m not pregnant, and they keep killing little mice to find out and…”

Amelia held Dana’s face still. “Just breathe, Ma donna, you’re going to faint if you don’t calm yourself.”

Dana nodded and took a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, she felt herself relax. “Thank you, Emmie.”

“Of course. Now, what has you in tears?”

Dana exhaled shakily. “It’s Colin. He wants nothing to do with me now. I thought he loved me, but he treats me like a stranger. We don’t even share a bed anymore.”

Amelia felt her heart skip as she glanced at the file on the table.

Dana felt the anxious shift in Amelia. She looked at her friend closely, watching her hazel eyes flick to the tan folder. “What is it?”

Amelia thought about lying, she felt guilty for what she knew. She also did not want to hurt her friend any further. She knew Dana was already in agony, and she wanted desperately to make everything ok. As she pondered her options, she finally decided that the truth, while painful, was the best choice.

Amelia opened the file and pulled out a photo, placing it upside down in front of Dana. Keeping her hand on the photo, she gazed into Dana’s sapphire eyes. “This is what you should see.”

As Dana reached out to take the photo, Amelia held it down on the table. “You need to understand, this is going to be very hard to see.”

Dana looked from Amelia to the photo, her fingers along the edge. It took Amelia a long time to move her hand away, she hated having to give this to her friend, but it was the right choice.

Dana could feel the tension from Amelia and almost decided not to pick up the photo. She was not sure she wanted to know what was on it. She had an intense feeling that it was going to change everything. Chewing her lip, she slid the photo closer to herself and finally turned it over.

At first, Dana wasn’t convinced that what she was looking at was real. The black and white photo was somewhat blurred but clear enough to see the tall, lean man in a dark suit embracing a dark-haired woman in a skintight dress and oversized fur coat. They were locked in a passionate kiss. There was no mistaking their intentions.

Dana let out a painful groan, trying to hold back tears. She failed. With tears running down her cheeks, she looked at her friend. “When was this taken?”

Amelia wanted to weep for Dana. She could not stand seeing her friend in so much pain. “I was given the photo three days ago.”

A fierce rage began to fill Dana. She wanted to scream and rage. She had to fight the urge to tear apart the photo. “He said he loved me.”

Amelia took Dana’s face in her hands and held her gaze. “He lied. You can’t let this go. He will only continue.”

Dana nodded, her teeth grinding so hard her jaw hurt. “What can I do?”

Amelia wiped a tear from Dana’s cheek and let her hands fall into her lap. “The church does not believe in divorce.”

Dana let out a frustrated whimper.

Amelia continued. “Help me take him and the Arcane Order down for good. It might be the only way to earn your freedom.”

Dana clenched her fists. She was so mad at herself for not listening to her friends and family. She should have been working to take the Order down in the first place, but she was blinded by sweet lies and tainted affections. Now she had a newfound reason to fight the Order, she just had to confront Colin first.

“I’ll do it.”

Amelia nodded. “Good. The rebellion is behind you. We will help you strike as the left hand of the Drottning.”

Dana let out a bitter chuckle. “I like the sound of that. The Left Hand.”

Amelia gave her friend a surprised smile. “Yes, it’s perfect.”

The rebellion had never taken a name. It had always been more of a gaggle of old men and piss and vinegar young bloods who yearned for a time before the Arcane Order. They had little to no leadership or direction, no matter how much information Amelia was able to bring to the table. Now that they had a powerful ally not only on the inside, but also at the highest seat of power in the Arcane Order, there was finally a chance of real change happening. Amelia was determined to make sure that the Left Hand would not only be her close allies, but they would also protect and guide her to helping put an end to the Order.

Dana stood, hands still clenched tight, her nails biting into her palms. As Amelia looked at her, she could have sworn she saw a purple smoke come off Dana’s fists, but shrugged it off as a trick of the fading light.

Dana picked up the picture and slipped it into her pocket. As she began to leave, Amelia stood and called out, “Long live the Drottning.”

Dana could only think of confronting Colin for his infidelity as she marched up the tower angrily. While her steps were usually light clicks on the stone steps, her steps sounded heavy, like the boots of one of the many soldiers in the manor. She held the skirts of her long velvety dress up to her knees, the royal purple almost black in the dim light that remained.

At the top of the tower, the space just before his office was clear of all except two guards. Dana looked right through the two men and to the door behind them.

Watching the Drottning approach, the men could have sworn they could see some kind of smoke or steam coming off her back and shoulders. Even her shadow trailing behind her seems to move with wisps of dark mist rising off the ground. Spooked by the sight, the two men stepped aside, allowing the Drottning to pass.

Taking hold of the brass door handle, Dana flung the door open with such force the door slammed against the walls, startling the two men inside. Martin Altair stood quickly, automatically reaching for the pistol at his belt. Colin quickly held up a hand to stop his friend. “It’s alright.”

The two guards peered in hesitantly. One of the men cleared his throat nervously. “Sir?”

Calmly, Colin spoke to the men. “Gentlemen, please close the door. My darling wife wished to speak with me.”

Quickly, the men closed the door, leaving Dana in the room with Colin and Martin. Dana took no notice of Martin who stood aside and watched diligently.

Colin picked up his glass of whisky and took a sip. “Darling, to what do I own this pleasure?”

Dana took two long strides and knocked the glass from his hand violently. As Colin looked at her with utter annoyance and tried to hide it with a smile, Dana pulled out the photo and thrust it at him. “You’re sleeping with other women now?”

Colin rolled his shoulder back. “Since you aren’t fulfilling your wifely duty, I figure it’s worth trying to sire an heir anywhere I can take it.”

Colin smirked down on Dana. A snicker came from the room and she flushed red with fury. “How can you do that to me? I thought you loved me?” Tears began to well in her eyes, blurring her vision.

Colin laughed bitterly. “Love? You honestly thought I could love you?” Colin’s laugh turned into a foul cackle as he watched tears roll down Dana’s cheeks. “I can’t imagine anyone could love a weak, fat, powerless whore like you.”

Dana’s hands shook as she looked at them. They blurred and became pale shapes that faded from her vision. A dark feeling filled her as she realized what Colin’s hollowness was. Nothingness. He had no love for anyone but himself. She had just been a pawn in his sick games. She hated him. She hated herself for loving him. She hated herself so much. The hate, disgust, and pure rage suddenly burst from within and consumed her.

She took her open palm, pushed all her rage into it, and slapped Colin across the face with all her might.

The strike was faster than Colin could react, taking him by surprise. The force of the slap had sent him reeling back into his desk. He was certain, had it not been there, he would have fallen flat to the ground. The pain was far more than he expected as well. The sharp sting reminded him of being stung by a small swarm of wasps all at once. He tasted iron in his mouth and he brought his hand to his lips. Blood filled his mouth, and as he pulled away from his hand, he realized there was blood from his nose that trickled over his lips as well.

He also noticed something that made him take a closer look. A heavy smoke of an indigo shade clung to his skin for a long moment, leaving his skin tingling. As the smoke faded away, so did the sensation from his hand and her handprint on his face. Grinning wickedly, he looked up at Dana, who stood stunned at what she had done. Her eyes were wide like a Doe in the sights of a shotgun.

“Interesting.” He smirked, whipping the blood on the back of his hand.

Dana’s heart raced, the look in his eyes scared her to death. The power that burst from her was like nothing she had ever felt. She began to shake all over her body as she realized Martin had his gun pointed towards her head, ready to put her down.

“Please, I don’t know what came over me.” She pleaded as Colin stepped closer. His icy blue eyes seemed to darken, his grin almost a snarl.

Colin waved to Martin to lower his gun. “Give us some privacy,” He took Dana’s chin violently, holding her face so tight she was afraid he intended to break her jaw. “No matter what you hear, no one comes in.”

Martin holstered his pistol and smirked. “As you say.”

Dana looked over to Martin, trying to plead with her eyes, whimpering as the man sauntered out the door and locked it behind him. When she looked back at Colin’s eyes, they were no longer the icy blue, but a startling bright crimson, reminding her of fresh blood. Dana began to breathe faster, terrified of the man holding her. She felt a pinching pain on her cheeks where he held her and she whimpered in pain.

Suddenly, he released her. She stumbled back and rubbed at her face, feeling wet and tender. When she looked at her hand, it had streaks of blood on it. She glanced at the hand that had held her. To her utter horror, his sleek hands had sprouted claws of a filthy yellow and brown color, like old bone. Metallic red spots spotted his fingers and faded up his forearm. Gazing up at her husband, she saw him suddenly jerk in pain as his back seemed to burst.

Dana screamed as two red wings exploded from his back and spread out in a painful stretch. Before she could try to run, he grabbed her by the front of her dress and tore violently at it. Dana cried out as the claws raked her breasts painfully. She fell to the floor and tried to crawl backward.

Colin laughed his voice gravely and harsh to Dana’s ears, making the hair on her neck stand up. “I may not love you, but I do own you. You are mine to do as I please.”

Dana shook her head hard. She began to sob in terror at the sight of the monster before her. “Please,” She squeaked.

“Please? Please what?!” Colin reached down and picked her up by the throat, lifting her off the ground. More of the metallic red spots spread around his neck, temples, and jawline like a sudden rash. “Didn’t I just tell you? I can do whatever I want with you. Hell! I might kill you if it wouldn’t displease the bureaucrats in the Order.”

He used his free clawed hand and tore the remainder of her ruined velvet dress. “So don’t be scared. I won’t kill you.”

As Dana began to blackout, he threw her naked body against the desk, knocking the remaining breath from her lungs. She coughed and gasped as he stepped up behind her, his red bat-like wings folded lazily at his back. As she tried to stand, Colin took the back of her neck and pulled her head up to his.

“But I will do to you whatever I wish.” He slammed her face onto the table, forcing her naked body to fold over the desk. She felt pain over her face and tasted the tangy iron of blood in her mouth.

Colin did not bother to carefully unbuckle his pants. With his free hand, he used his claws to rip the fabric away, ruining the front of his pants, but allowing himself to free his hard cock. Violently, he thrust himself into her.

Dana cried out in pain, feeling like he had ripped her as he forced himself inside. She screamed for help as Colin forced himself on her, his wings spreading out to help his balance.

As she struggled to free herself, he pulled up her head again and snarled in her ear. “You. Are. Mine.”

Dana wept, blood and snot and tears on her face. “Nooo, please.”

Colin slammed her face onto the table again. “You are mine till death, never forget that.”

Dizzy and in pain, Dana began to see fuzzy spots as her vision grew dark. Suddenly, Colin let out a rumbling growl. A heartbeat later, he tossed her to the floor like a rag doll and called for Martin to come in. Dana felt the world spin as she closed her eyes and prayed for death.

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Oh Boy, Got My First Payment From CashTravel.info

Oh Boy, Got My First Payment From CashTravel.info

Hello everyone and how are you all doing right meow while your starting to read my blog post? Hopefully you all are doing well and staying safe out there. I’m doing ok still kind of feel tired and like I can’t get enough sleep and other issues that I got after catching covid19 but it slowly seem like its going away maybe but it only been a week more since my quarantine. Moving on 

So I will keep this post short but I would like to share that I got my first payment from a site called CashTravel dot info. Now I have also tested advertising on this site as well which my ad did pretty well, I had bought 8000 visits to my own get paid to site called Offers And Clicks where I used a feature on my site’s script to track my ad campaign see my screenshot below. Remember click image to view full size

So you can see it did pretty well. Now this site has low payout, cheap advertising but ad value is super low as well. But priced to ensure sustainability of the website as a business. Plus it has been online for quite a while. With this being said my testing time phase for this site will be less then other site that haven’t been online for a while without issue. So my first payout was $0.38 like said super low. Now you can see my Paypal(stock code PYPL) screenshot of my payment proof below.

Now like I always state on programs I’m still testing to verify the legitimacy of them paying or not. So this is one site site. But if you still want to join and test the program with me, I still will probably reward you for active and provide you with any support/help as a good upline should then you could click my referral link here to join: http://www.cashtravel.info/index.php?ref=MrRuste

Thanks for reading and/or clicking/joining any of my links in this post. Have a good one.

 

You Can’t Make This Shit Up Pilot Episode 1

Hello everyone and how is it going today? Hopefully you all are doing well. I’m doing ok but my work weeks starts on Thursdays which is today while I’m writing this post, not sure if I will be able to finish writing it, but I sure in the hell am going to try and finish this post. This blog post isn’t going to be that long anyways.

Now speaking of work, as soon as I came back from a leave of absence from testing positive for Covid19, you can read about my experience here on my last post: https://www.thoughtsofeverything.org/preservation-of-all-life/well-i-tested-positive-covid-got-sick-as-shit-and-this-is-my-experience/. Now I’m not sure which day but I have been back to work for very long. 3 days at the time of blogging about this shit,

Now I had this thing I used to say when I was a partying teenager, don’t remember the age but I think 14 or 15 years old. That saying was “everything is a conspiracy, if it’s not a conspiracy, I can make it a conspiracy of it’s own. I never understood that statement until this whole political environment and the covid19 pandemic adding to the already fucked up system. There is belief systems/opinions and there are facts. Now I can not make this shit up. I heard someone state in the breakroom at my work that “the covid19 vaccine creates immune system issues that allow you to catch HIV easier to catch for the purpose of the HIV vaccine in development by Moderna. Now this is one wild conspiracy and the person who said it had a serious look on their face. Now I joked around with other people for the rest of the night after we all heard it. But I’m still kind of shaking my head about it and it’s almost been a week since I heard this comical shit.

2-18-2022 EDIT: So, I’m adding more to this post and what I’m adding to it was not planned and it was the newest breakroom statement from the crazy conspiracy theory person. Now, last night while I was on break at work that same person that stated all the crazy shit above stated another stupid crazy ass conspiracy. But one other thing I want to mention about the HIV thing that I forgot to mention earlier. More or less it’s about the year the first HIV vaccine was invented or more or less the first clinical trial opened up and that year is 1987 (History of HIV Vaccine). 

Now with this above, like I stated we are going further with the newest statement. I’m still facepalming right now from this whole ordeal. So this guys states that “the conflict going on between Russia and Ukraine is for the purpose of distracting everyone from the covid19 vaccine protests.” Now fucking joke, re-read the previous sentence if you need to because shit like that is hard to believe. First little Facts Of Everything, is the conflict between the two countries has been going on since 2013 (Ukraine/Russia conflict). Now me hearing shit like this make my little statement I said when I was a teenager that “everything is a conspiracy, if it’s not a conspiracy I can make it a conspiracy of its own'” So damn true.

Anyways, thanks for reading, what are your thoughts about this post? Feel free to create an account and leave your thoughts in the comments on this post. Now I was able to finish this post in the same day thank you. Not very often that happens. Again, thanks for visiting and/or reading this post.

Well, I Tested Positive Covid, Got Sick As Shit And This Is My Experience

Hello everyone and how is it going today? I hope you all are being safe out there. LOL and yes I know I say this statement almost all the time if not all the time. But I guess that how I like to start my post, But, anyways, I still wish you all to be safe out there and if your have a Thoughts Of Everything user account maybe even comment on this post with random shit. Or not, it does matter, though I would love to see the Thoughts Of Everything community grow. Moving on.

So as the title of this post says I had tested positive for Covid19. Now first I will say my family and I do our best take prevent the spread of Covid, i.e. wearing a mask, washing hands and other such stuff. I’m also vaccinated but not boosted. My wifey is vaccinated and boosted. She got her booster right when we caught Covid. The fact of the matter is we had symptoms for about a week or 2 before and testing negative like the little shit was trying to hide itself from being detected LOL, jokes. So that was on the Jan 31, 2022 when I tested positive, but had symptoms for about week before. My wifey had symptoms for almost 2 weeks before testing positive and she tested positive before me but also gets tested more then I do due to the place she works at testing her all the time.

Now it’s hard to say where we got it as a lot of fucking don’t take shit seriously. I still see people not WASHING THEIR HANDS. Sadly it’s seem like half the world is dumb as shit, my county has a high number of them. But it really not the time to blame.

So, like I said both my pretty wifey and I had a pretty rough time. Both of us are vaccinated, but each of us has a different vaccine. She has the Pfizer (PFE stock code) vaccine and I had the Moderna (MRNA stock code) vaccine. But we both still had a pretty hard time for quite a few days. Both of us had stuff nose, sore throats, issues with breathing, muscle and body aches like no tomorrow. Tiredness like no tomorrow to the point that things like getting up to eat or drink was task and half. Sharp pains throughout my chest at random, around my lung and ribs.

Now I am finishing writing this post well after I had finished my required quarantine and feeling much better. But still having a small amount of issues like every so often have issues catching my breath, every so often still feeling pretty fatigued, and joint pain or body aches in random spots like wrists or other part of my body. Wrists were the only thing I can think as I had some pretty painful aches in my wrists. I still seem to be tired a lot easier can’t play videos as long and shit. I just hope the rest of this shit goes away, but FYI I’m pretty sure I’m negative as my wifey gets tested at work as stated earlier in this blog post and had to be negative to be able to come back to work. My case different as I just did the full 10 days but actually had to do a little longer because somethings on my leave of absence for Covid19 for work got messed up more then once. First time was my fault, then I not sure what happened after that but calling Amazon (AMZN stock code) HR sucks sometimes. But either way I plan to get my booster here soon was planning on doing  so before I got covid and I will say I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. 

Anyways, thanks for reading you all and I the owner creator of this site would like to thank you all for reading my post and checking out this site. Feel free to create an account and leave a comment or share your experience, etc. Have a good one and be safe out there.

Got My First Payout From Evidation (Formally Known As Achievement)

Got My First Payout From Evidation (Formally Known As Achievement)

Hellos everyone, I know I just posted another post not that long ago and I don’t need to really ask how your guys are doing. But I’m going to anyways. How are you guy’s doing? I hope you guys are staying safe out there and thanks for coming to visit this page/website. 

Now the program I will discussing here is called Evidation which used to be called Achievement which is an mobile app that you can link step counter such a s Fitbit which is what I am using for this app, where you earn points for counting steps and other health like activities where your points can be cashed out for cash 10000 points is equal to $10 which is what my first payment was to my Paypal account which you can see my screenshot of my payment proof below. 

Payment was pretty fast and it kind of neat to be paid for doing stuff such as healthy activities. Points are given for counting steps, logging water, sleep, heart rate and other such stats that are provided by the step counter. Like I said I use a Fitbit but I think it support both Android and Apple’s step counter apps. Now I’m still testing out this program/app but if you would like to give it a test with us you can join by clicking this link here to Join Evidation: https://tinyurl.com/yf3sqtaj

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Guess What?, I Got My 1st Payout From Nicehash

Guess What?, I Got My 1st Payout From Nicehash

Hello everyone and how are you guys doing tonight as I’m writing this post in the evening on my time zone. Hopefully you guys are doing well and being safe out there. I’m doing pretty good here at the end of being sick and will hopefully be feeling better as I have to work tomorrow. Sucks, that I spent my days off sick.

Anyways, for those of you that don’t know I’m currently testing out 3 different cryptocurrency mining software. One I have been talking about a lot and have been paid multiple times. The other one not so much active. Now this one called Nicehash, I have received my first payment recently. Though, I have been slacking off on getting this post written about it as I received the payment back in December you can see my Coinbase screenshot of my Nicehash first payment.

So as you can see the payout is pretty high as the minimum that can be requested is 0.0005 Satoshi which my payout was only slightly above the minimum. So with this being said you can also buy hash power to add to your rate form the market place which I might do in the future. So this crypto mining app is in my testing list I have signed up for their referral program where I get revenue share from hash power market place purchases. Now I will keep you guys posted and up to date on the latest on Nicehash including each time I get a payment. Now you would like tom test and mine too. Just click my referral link here: https://www.nicehash.com/?refby=aedf091d-32be-463e-8ec2-1b2d0c6109c6 

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Innocence Lost By Vivicawolf

Dana awoke in a haze. As she began to stir, she could feel her body aching. Her head felt heavy and her eyes felt like they might burst. As she tried to open her eyes, the world around her was a blur. A light hit her eyes, feeling like a hot iron jabbed in her iris. She let out a soft whimper and shut her eyes as tight as she could. Her ears suddenly began to ring, a soft mumble creating a strange rhythm to the sharp ringing. She ground her teeth and tried to cover her ears, but the effort of moving her arms was both difficult in itself and painful.

She let out another soft whimper as tears began to roll down her cheeks. Through the ringing in her ears, she could just make out familiar voices around her.

“…Almost killed her!” Joe shouted surprising Dana greatly. Joe rarely rose his voice to anyone.

“Mr. Epps, please. I know you’re concerned,” Spoke Dr. Isidore Vlach before Joe cut him off.

“No! You don’t know! You don’t have a damn clue! My daughter almost died ’cause of you.” Joe’s voice shook with anger.

“But she didn’t die,” Spoke Colin calmly. “She’s strong. She’ll recover quickly.”

Dana heard Joe take a deep breath to calm himself. “You should postpone the weddin’,”

“That won’t be necessary.” Colin interrupted. “She will recover enough by tomorrow.”

“You can’t seriously expect,” Joe tried to get a word in.

“I can and I do. Now please excuse me, I must get everything ready.” Dana could hear Colin’s boots as he turned and left the room.

“He’s right Mr. Epps, she will recover very quickly, you have nothing to fear.” Dr. Isidore Vlach tried to reassure Joe in his thick accent. After a moment, she heard Vlach walk out of the room, leaving Joe alone with Dana.

Joe stood stunned for a long moment at the coldness of his adopted daughter’s near demise. Joe had felt the mansion shake when the explosion occurred. No one had been able to fully explain to him what happened. However, when everything around him shook like in an earthquake, he knew something terrible had happened. Joe had ran to the lower levels faster than he had in years. Unfortunately, he arrived only to find himself barred from entering the room where they took Dana.

He could hear the panic behind the door. The chaos was potent, making even the men guarding the doors anxious. When the door finally opened to him, he watched as Dana was being brought out of the dark room on a stretcher. The room itself was destroyed. Men were struggling to put out a fire; the lights from the ceiling were hanging by the cords, sparks falling like scorching snow.

As Dana was carried out of the room, Joe saw how pale she was, so void of color her skin was ashen and gray. He was certain she had died in that awful place. He wasn’t even allowed to follow at first, the guards held him in place while the doctor, Colin, and an older woman with a bad cut on her brow was walking with Dana’s body at a frantic pace. When they were out of sight, the guards finally let Joe go.

He followed as fast as he could, the adrenaline keeping him going when he would normally be exhausted by this much movement in one burst. He followed them all the way to her room where they had placed her in her bed. Joe was relieved to see color return to her face, her breath shallow, but steady as she lay still.

Joe had never lost his temper like he did at that moment, not even when Abigail died. He was so angry but also terrified at the thought of losing his child. The helplessness was the worst of it. He wanted to help her, to protect her. He also wanted to punch the smug smile off the bastard, Colin, who acted as if nothing had gone wrong. He wanted to take Dana home and keep her safe from these monsters.

However, there was nothing he could do.

Joe turned and saw Dana struggling to move in her bed. He ran to her side and grabbed her hand. “Sweet child, don’t move. You need to rest.”

Dana squeezed his hand as hard as she could but was still so weak. “Papa, what happened?” She croaked.

Joe kissed Dana’s hand and wiped the tears from his eyes on his arm. He told her everything he knew after the explosion, but he could not tell her where the explosion came from.

Dana forced her eyes open, still blurry and bloodshot. “It…came from me.” She spoke slowly, trying to swallow. “They did something… Something inside me… Made me stronger… Something dark,” Dana coughed and let out a groan.

Joe stroked her hair -which looked ashier gray now- and kissed her forehead. “Shh, sweet child. You need to rest. That monster expects you to attend the wedding tomorrow without incident. I think we made a mistake bringing you here.”

Dana squeezed Joe’s hand with a little more strength in her grip. “I know.” She let out a long sigh. “We can’t turn back now.”

Joe looked at their hands and nodded, feeling defeated. “I know. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be. It was my choice.” Dana forced a smile.

Joe nodded again and stood. “We need to rest. We just have to get through another day. The hard part should be over.”

***

Dana had mostly recovered by the morning. While she was able to move like normal, she still felt like her head was spinning off-kilter. From time to time she would have to sit down and rest, waiting for the waves of dizziness to pass.

As strangers entered her room to dress her, doing her makeup and hair, she grew weary of the attention bestowed upon her. Her now ash blonde hair was placed in a loose bun at the back of her neck with ringlet curls around her face to frame her oval face shape. Her face was dabbed with a pale powder followed by rouge at her cheeks. A bright red lipstick drew the eye to her soft lips, and a black flare was drawn on the top lid of her eye to make her lashes seem thicker.

She was given pearl earrings and a matching necklace, her veil dotted with smaller pearls to match. A perfect set. The dress was sheer white, with a V-neck line just reaching her cleavage. The tight sleeves reached her hand, where she slipped her middle finger into a small knot at the end, the trim of the sleeve over her hand dotted with tiny pearls.

Dana examined herself in the full-length mirror brought in for her. The shining white of the dress made her look like she was glowing. Her large breasts and wider hips were flattered with the narrow waist pulled taut by a corset. The corset also helped to keep her bosom in place. A stunning accentuation to her already hourglass figure. As she ran her delicate hands over the smooth fabric of the dress, she could not help but smile.

From the reflection of the mirror, Dana smiled at Joe who smiled back, eyes watery and red-rimmed. Dana twirled around like a dancer and grinned. “How do I look, Papa?”

Joe’s gentle voice cracked. “Beautiful, sweet child.”

Dana could feel the warmth, love, and fear coming off Joe like steam. With tears in her eyes, she gracefully moved to Joe’s side and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. Joe wrapped his arms around Dana and squeezed tight.

“I know you’re scared. So am I.” Dana whispered.

“I just wish I could save you from this. You deserve love and kindness.” Joe let the tears roll down his face.

“Maybe there will be, someday. No one can be truly all bad, right?” Dana smiled, trying to reassure Joe, and in a way, herself.

They were only able to offer each other comfort for a short time before a strange woman poked her head into Dana’s room to tell them it was time to head to the grand hall. The walk to the hall seemed to take hours as they walked in silence before coming to a set of rosewood double doors that stood open to a massive hall.

The enormous room had two floors. The first floor was for the guests who consisted of Dana and Joe’s small family filling the first few pews at the head of the huge gathering of people. Largely, the mass of people attending consisted of politicians and the richest men and women of the world. This was a grand and historic event, and no one was willing to miss the spectacle. The first floor was filled with pews and not a seat was empty.

Statues and taxidermy beasts watched on from the walls of the first floor. Sculptures of high-ranking men from the days of the Great War of the Mystics, generals, scientists, war heroes, and even one of Colin in his stone-carved dragon scale armor and massive spiked mace at his side.

Between each statue stood a beautifully preserved creature, looking so lifelike, even in their infinite stillness. A black-feathered griffin lashed out at the air in a frozen rage, its long talons shining like obsidian daggers. A naga warrior posed upright with a long spear in her very human-looking hand, the spear’s head made of simple stone. Her oxidized copper armor covered her upper body and arms. Her scales were a shimmering orange and black in the faint light. Her serpent face was still and serene, forever vigil.

Smaller beasts like wyverns and owlcats were perched on carved wooden stands, snarling at the crowd. A white warg stood beside a black wolf, showing the true size difference in the animals. If not for the size, one would easily mistake one for the other, until you saw the paws on the warg. Its toes looked like long human fingers with long black claws. Even its tail was shorter than the wolf at its side. Dana felt a strange chill at the back of her neck as she noticed how humanlike the purple glass eyes of the warg looked compared to the golden eyes of the wolf.

At the furthest end of the hall was the display of a massive dragon skull placed high on the wall like an idol of worship. The light and hollow bone was polished to a brilliant ivory white; its horns the only color remaining of a rough textured dirty clay red that curled like ram horns. The stained glass windows at either side were shaped like the dragon’s mighty wings, the webbing in colors of red, rose gold, and creamy white. Dana could not help but wonder at the brilliance of the poor creature in its living body. She could almost feel its hot breath in the air and smell the smoke swirling from its nostrils.

Dana glanced up at the balcony of the second floor. The area was reserved for the media, mostly local radio and newspapers were allowed to cover the wedding. Dana carefully searched the crowd above until she spotted Amelia standing in a tight black pinstripe dress, her dark hair curled beautifully, falling over her shoulders like a silky scarf. While she watched the crowd, her expression grim, she held a pen and pad in her hands, writing franticly as she scanned the crowd below.

At Amelia’s side was a man in a plain gray suit, he wore a simple cap of matching gray wool, his eyes hidden by a heavy metal handheld camera with three glittering lenses. Very few people on the upper level had a film camera, so in a way, it made him stand out more. When Dana noticed the red hair of the man’s short-cut beard, she realized Amelia had managed to sneak Ed Dillard in with her without alerting the Arcane Order’s guards.

Dana smiled nervously, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of her friends risking their potential freedom or even their lives just to be at the wedding. She knew they only meant to be there for her, but she was still very afraid for their safety.

A sudden strumming melody pulled Dana’s attention back to the task at hand. She looked over at Joe again who forced a smile as he held out his arm to Dana. “It’s time.” He said softly.

Dana nodded. As the melody rolled on, the two entered the hall and walked slowly with the rhythm. While most might find the slow melody calming and beautiful, it instead gave off a foreboding sound to Dana as she moved forward.

At the end of the hall stood Colin, dressed in his war armor. The armor was made of brilliant red dragon scale and steel. The steel shined white with trimmed gold to give his impressive armor airs of higher standing. The dragon scale glistened in the light, each piece chosen specially to fit his form.

Dragon scale was one of the hardest and lightest materials used. That was what made it so prized and lead to the inevitable extinction of the grand beasts. The scales were also hard to mold, so in most cases, a forger would seek scales that could be used to fit over steel armor without having to struggle to cut it to the right shape. To shape dragon scale, you needed a Völva’s magic. The witch would have to carve ruins into the scale and use their ancient knowledge to shape it, and if the legend was to be trusted, make it even stronger.

As Dana drew closer, she made note that she could see no such ruins carved into the red scale. She would have to examine it closer when she was able.

Standing beside Colin was a large man with heavy jowls, his head held high as he looked down on Dana and Joe as they approached. The man was donned in a gown of black with red trim. The strange symbol embroidered in red at his chest looked like a gothic line-drawn tower reaching up to a broken star. The Mystic Tower of Lakoya.

Dana had never followed any religion. In fact, most people she knew did not follow The Mystic Tower of Lakoya, either. The Lakoyans were the head church aligned with the Arcane Order. Their god taking the form of a broken star, representing a god of two natures. Man and woman, good and evil, life and death. Their two faced god was said to be the creator of magic and used magic to mark the pure being of the world, like the Transcendents. However, the Völva were said to be thieves of the god’s magic, making them impure and corrupt. They were the witches of the Wayfarer people.

Thanks to the followers of Lakoya, the Wayfarer people were pushed from their ancient homelands and forced to wander the world. In addition, because the Arcane Order followed the Lakoyan teachings, the Wayfarer people were targeted greatly during the war. Scapegoated for the problems of the world and the end of magic. Dana knew she would not see Sonia Havel in the hall with a Lakoyan priest in the same vicinity.

Reaching the stage, Dana and Joe knelt to one knee before Colin and the Priest. In a gruff tone and an Awican accent, the priest rose his voice for all to hear, silencing any lingering murmurs. “Joe Epps of Wellingstone, father of the presented bride, Dana Massie, you may rise.”

Slowly, Joe got to his feet again. Joe stood as tall as he could muster, holding his hands in front of him, holding his head high. His face looked far too grim for a wedding.

The Priest addressed Joe again, his gruff voice booming in the massive hall. “Joe Epps, do you offer your daughter’s hand willingly to this man?” The Priest waved to Colin, who smiled, looking like a truly happy groom.

Inhaling deeply, Joe nodded. “I do.” Dana could feel the anxiety and instant regret from her loving father.

The Priest waved for Joe to take his seat. He slowly made his way to the first pew where Joseph and the rest of the family sat glumly. After Joe took his seat, the Priest turned his attention to Dana. “Rise, child, and face the one you intend to marry.”

Dana stood and faced Colin who smiled like a schoolboy seeing his first love. She could feel the genuine excitement and joy coming from Colin, and she smiled in return. Perhaps real love between them was not so farfetched. Dana felt a warmth spread in her heart.

The Priest looked to the crowd before speaking again. “We bring these two together as Lakoya once was. A pure unity of man and woman in holy matrimony. Lakoya bless their unity in the eyes of man.”

As the Priest rambled on, Dana would sneak glances at the people in the room. Dana had suddenly noticed a man at the far end of the first pew on Colin’s side wearing a dark military uniform with red trim. He wore several metals and stripes on his chest. A war hero, Dana assumed. The man noticed Dana looking at him and smiled. He winked at her with his hazel eyes, tipping his head and revealing the thinning dark hair on his head. Dana gave the man the slightest of nods to be polite before turning her eyes back to Colin.

“Colin Devlin, Kongur, Hero of the Arcane Order, step forward to your intended bride and take her hands in yours.” The Priest instructed.

Colin stepped forward and stood inches from Dana. He tenderly took Dana’s hands to his, holding them close to his heart, and smiled down at her. Dana could feel her heart race and her breathing shake, as she could smell the man’s cologne, a masculine smell that made her stomach flutter.

“Do you take this woman as part of yourself, to fulfill and make yourself whole as Lakoya sees fit?”

Colin grinned even wider. “I do.”

“Do you also promise to cherish and love her? Keep her safe from all others, in sickness, and in health, till death do you part this realm?”

Nodding, Colin responded with a quick, “I do.”

Satisfied, the Priest turned to Dana. “Dana Massie, do you take this man as part of yourself, to fulfill and make yourself whole as Lakoya sees fit?”

Dana took in a sharp inhale before speaking softly, smiling. “I do.”

“Do you also promise to cherish and love him? Keep him safe from all others, in sickness, and in health, till death do you part this realm?”

“I do.”

The priest held up his arms in triumph. “By the power of God, and by the rule of man, I here buy decree you Husband and Wife. All hail Kongur Colin and Drottning Dana Devlin!”

As the crowd cheered, Colin slipped a ring onto Dana’s left ring finger. Dana looked down seeing a ring of rose gold, the metal shaped like a vine with three rose gold leaves on each side and small diamonds under each. At the center was a large amethyst stone held in place with rose gold flower petals. Dana gasped at the beauty of it. When she looked up, she was met with the softest kiss and gentle hands tenderly holding her face.

***

Dana had left the wedding in a daze with her arm in Colin’s as he led her from the alter. She had not even paid mind to the people she had spoken with as they slowly parted the hall. Even the faces of her family blurred by her as she drifted through the hall.

As the wedding guests and reporters left to continue the festivities, Colin led his blushing bride to the tower he resided. Dana’s mind was still spinning when she entered the room and walked wordlessly to the balcony. She stood quietly as the wind blew cool on her hot face, pulling her back into the moment.

After taking several calming breaths, she turned back to the room to see Colin carefully taking off his armor and placing it into a large wood chest at the end of the massive king-sized bed. As he did this, Dana slowly looked the room over.

Colin had his own shelf lined with books and trinkets. At the wall beside the bookcase was a beautiful depiction of a golden dragon bowing its head to a maiden in a flowing white gown, the woman reaching out a hand to touch the beast.

At the other end of the wall was a large stone fireplace, a low fire burning within. Above was a taxidermy head of a chimera. The creature had the head of a great lion, black horns curling upward to deadly sharp points. Its roaring mouth opened to reveal massive fangs that would have once held a paralyzing poison. Dana could make out dull copper scales at the nape of its neck just under the golden mane.

“I killed it when I was traveling in Askea, that’s where your father’s people are from.” Colin did not even look up from his task.

“I… didn’t know that.” Dana admitted.

Dana continued to walk around the room, examining the relics, art, and oddities collected over his years in the war. Even some of the furniture was foreign to her. “It’s all so beautiful.” She said with a mystified smile.

Colin set the last piece of armor into the chest and shut the lid. “None as beautiful as you.” He looked at her closely as she turned to him, blushing beautifully. Colin lifted his hand out to her. “Come.” He said in a husky voice.

Shyly, Dana turned and walked to him, placing her hand in his hesitantly. He gently held her hand and eased her closer to him until they were barely brushing against each other. Dana blushed; even her pale freckled shoulders had turned pink. As Colin examined her face, he leaned in and kissed her cheeks near the corners of her eyes. Once. Twice. Thrice.

Dana giggled. “What are you doing?”

Colin smiled and ran his fingers over her cheeks. “You have the lightest freckles, I just noticed them. I want to see where else you have them.” He let his fingers trace her exposed skin, finding new freckles and leaning in to kiss them.

Dana shook, gaping with every touch. Colin smiled at her reaction like a sly fox. “You’ve never had a man touch you like this?”

Dana turned her head away, embarrassed. “No.”

Colin let out a rough chuckle. “So I get to be the first man to taste you.”

His hands moved to the edges of the dress at her shoulders and began to slide it free. The dress slid off with ease off her shoulders. Colin’s lips found her shoulders as his hands reached to her back to untie the corset. His hands were skilled and sure, easily loosening it enough to let it slip over her hips. With her breasts free under the gown, he slid the gown over her torso.

In a panic, Dana rose her hands to cover her chest, nearly shrinking away in embarrassment. Colin took her hands in his and eased them away, exposing her large breasts and pink nipples to him. With a wicked grin, he leaned down and placed his soft mouth over her nipple, teasing her with his tongue.

Dana gasped, her body shaking with pleasure as she leaned herself into him. She felt the heat of her face and a greater heat between her legs. Colin moved his hands to slip off the rest of the dress over her hips, leaving her near-naked, save her soft cream underwear and the dress pooled at her feet.

Colin straightened and looked Dana over, smiling, satisfied. “You are a stunning woman.”

Dana forced herself to not cover her nakedness while Colin stood in a loose white shirt and white boxer shorts. Noticing her looking him over as well, Colin grinned and stripped himself of his shirt. His body was lean and defined beautifully with his rich tan skin. He had very little hair on his chest, save a soft patch at the center of his chest and a small ring of gold hair around his dark nipples. Dana watched as his chest rose and fell heavily.

Dana bit her lips and shifted her weight nervously. Colin laughed softly. “Don’t be afraid, I’ll show you what to do.” He slipped his thumbs under the bands of his boxers and slid them down, exposing himself fully to her.

Dana swallowed hard as she let her eyes travel his body slowly. His stomach was flat and lean, a soft trail of dark gold hair leading to his groin. Dana felt some terror at the sight of his penis, erect and larger than she would have imagined. She had the sudden fear that whatever he was going to do with it might hurt her.

Colin noticed her fear and took her hand. “Come lay on the bed. Don’t be scared, I won’t hurt you, I promise.”

Dana followed his lead and crawled into the bed, covers pulled down to the end of the bed, she lay on her back stiffly. Colin laughed. “You can relax, I’ll lead you.” He moved onto the bed at her side and put a hand on her thigh, gripping it gently.

He moved her leg to one side and moved it so he could crawl between her legs on the soft mattress. As he maneuvered between her legs, he took her ankles and lifted them to his shoulders, kissing her legs tenderly. He leaned forward and took hold of her underwear and, with a tug, pulled them from her hips and up her legs. He tossed them to the floor as he let her legs fall from his shoulder, spread out before him.

Leaning over her naked body, he ran a hand up her thigh as he kissed her stomach, making her stomach shiver with the sensation. Creeping up to her soft mound, he eased two fingers into her, finding she was already wet and eager. Dana gasped at the sensation and let out a soft moan as he slowly moved his fingers inside of her.

Colin let out a soft growl. “See? Your body already knows what to do.” He slipped out his fingers and moved his hips to hers, taking his hand and guiding himself inside of her.

Dana gasped and squirmed under Colin. As he began to slowly thrust himself inside her, she felt a pinch of pain creep through her abdomen. The pain quickly faded as she felt herself moving her hips with his, riding the wave of pain into pleasure. Colin pressed his hand onto her abdomen, holding her as still as he could as he moved faster.

Dana moaned and arched her back, the sensation like nothing she ever imagined. She wrapped her legs around his hips and held him tightly as he moved faster, panting with the effort.

A trembling wave of throbbing pleasure filled Dana, moving like a wave from her groin, up her stomach, into her chest, and finally clouding her mind in bliss as she cried out uncontrollably. Colin thrust himself faster inside of her, reaching his own climax with a deep grunt as he held himself inside of her, filling her with his seed.

After a moment of both just smiling at each other and panting, Colin leaned in and passionately kissed Dana. He pulled back after the long and lingering kiss and looked into Dana’s dark blue eyes. “I love you.” He whispered.

Dana blinked, shocked at his words. Did he really find himself in love with her so quickly? Was this warmth and bliss she felt love? She was not sure. She had never loved like this before. She did not even know if the same sensations she felt from him was what love felt like, but she let the words slip free without fear. “I love you, too.”

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7th Payout From CryptoTab Browser

7th Payout From CryptoTab Browser

Hello everyone and how are you all doing today? Hopefully, you all are being safe out there. Things are still pretty crazy out there. Now I’m going to keep this post short as I have a few other things I need to get done before I have to go to work tonight.  More or less this payment is from December 2021 and will be writing another post about  CryptoTab Browser soon as I can request another payout just want a bit bigger of an amount.

So, for those of you who have been following our page for a while know I have been writing and testing the CryptoTab Browser project and been paid more then once. For those of you who haven’t been following our page yet you can see all the CryptoTab posts by clicking this link and viewing our website tag: https://www.thoughtsofeverything.org/tag/cryptotab-browser/. As of now I have received seven Bitcoin payments. You can see my Coinbase screenshot of my 7th payment received below, remember you can click image to view full size.

Like I said I have received bigger payouts, I just wanted to get a small payout in the mix. Now if you would like to join this program too you can click the referral link I will be providing below, just remember we are still testing this project out, but I will soon be out of the testing phase. But for how long the project has been around and how many payments we have received I would be happy to share the link and with that I would also suggest join the Thoughts Of Everything website for tips on earning/promoting. Plus I sometimes reward my active referrals for their activity. So if you would like to join CryptoTab Browser and start mining crypto and get paid in Bitcoin, click this link here: https://cryptotabbrowser.com/32087702

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Account Suspended Current Music App. When I Woke Up The Morning Of December 12, 2021 And 7th Payout

Account Suspended Current Music App. When I Woke Up The Morning Of December 12, 2021 And 7th Payout

Hello everyone and how are you all doing today? Hopefully you guys are doing well and staying safe. I doing ok myself all though a bit frustrated and angry. But I doing ok and maintaining, you know just a little irritated, I guess because I know for fact I’m an honest member and do not try and cheat the system but there a few such programs that could be considered scams, more or less I consider them scams. Now I will say i has taken me a bit to write this post as I didn’t want to add too much of my frustration with the whole thing I’m about to explain below. This type of scam happens all the time as some of the anti-cheat and anti-spam can some times ban legit honest users. I know I run some of my own programs that offer referral programs and some of my anti-cheat methods/systems make it hard for honest people at times. Now it has taken me sometime to write this as I want to give those behind the project to answer which I will also be sharing below.

Now in this paragraph it has been well over the time to get a response back to what was determined of my account audit. If anything was even done after that. It’s kind of hard to say. But today is 12-28-2021 and hope to have this article done today but I still have to gather additional information to add to this post and hope I don’t run out of time before I have to go to work tonight, for those that don’t know I work overnights at my other job. Now you can see my previous posts I have wrote about the project/app while I ran my tests on it. So as stated above I woke up on December 12, 2021, which happened to be not long after I had requested payout with a different option to test for #Bitcoin on Coinbase, then morning I tried to open the app to listen to some music to find my account suspended. Now with this being said there was a small issue I thought or more or less I know they may suspend my account was for a my work’s VPN. Now I will say that most earning projects and apps it’s easy to avoid such things like not using a public internet connection such as a library or Public Wi-Fi as most, if not all of those use VPNs to protect there networks and control who can use their network such as those who only want paying customers.

So this being said Current Music app or Current Rewards app has a lot of annoyances and takes a lot of control over ones mobile device especially your lock screen. Meaning every time you unlock your screen the Current rewards app opens up even if you don’t want it to. Now this isn’t the only annoyance sometimes earning features don’t work like earning from unlocking your screen. Some times the music plays on its own as the play button seems to be accessible at the lock screen or gets accidentally pressed. Now my account was in review and took quite a bit of time after I was told would have only take 3 business day on December 17 didn’t get an answer until Jan 11 2022 and today in Jan 20, 2022 which I plan on finishing up this post since as stated above there is multiple days on this post. 

Since then I have completely uninstalled the app and have been enjoy the quietness of my device and having control of my device again. I have not yet reinstalled Current Music Rewards app since my account had been restored which I’m pretty sure I did not mention that yet. But My account has been restore. And I did receive my 7th payout from the app which you can see my Coinbase screenshot below

As per stuff I discussed above about how my account got suspended most likely due to my work’s wifi which I not able to not use as stated above the app has a lot of control and opens when you unlock your screen in fact has control of your lock screen. Now I not going to be post my sign up link in this post time and removed my links from my previous post after my account was suspended. Now the only solution I can think of is to uninstall the app when I not using it as per issues and annoyances state above and in my previous posts. My account will probably be suspended every time I access my works’ Wifi. Also I’m afraid of listen to music while driving due to have to access more then one tower for mobile data. Now this app is still in my testing list but also on my watch list due to the whole account suspension thing as administrators/earning project owners can take advantage of anti-cheats or saying a user has violated terms just to make selective payments. So with this being said Current Music Rewards app is still paying in my list but I haven’t used the app since the above discussion and at the time of this post. More or less I want to clarify somethings with the people behind the app before I continue any further. I also started looking at other get paid to listen to music options as I also would like to integrate or figure out some way the get paid to listen to music can help one of the creative ideas I’m working on. 

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Quid Pro Quo By Vivicawolf

Dana sat quietly with her hands clasped in her lap. Sitting up straight with her knees together and her ankles crossed, she tried to listen to the voices around her as she attempted to block out the emotions connected to them. She could feel the weight of it all around her like hands pressing onto her shoulders, back, and eyes. Her head began to ache with the effort to block it out.

She sat in Papa Joe’s live in room while Ed Dillard, Amelia Orrin, Joe Epps, Joseph Epps, and his wife, Lindsey, who was holding baby Elroy in her arms. They talked and argued around her as she sat like a piece of furniture.

“We can’t let that monster have her!” Amelia snapped.

“I understand, but this could be a huge opportunity,” Joseph rose his voice slightly to be heard, trying not to frighten his infant son.

“You’re actually ok with putting your sister behind enemy lines like that?” Ed pointed accusingly at Joseph.

“That’s not what I’m saying and you know it.” Joseph puffed out his chest and took a step forward.

“Joseph, please.” Lindsey looked to her husband, fearful of where the argument might lead. She clung tight to her child, bouncing him in her arms. She was a short woman with a thin frame. Her skin was a light copper with hazel eyes and wavy sun-kissed auburn hair falling at her narrow shoulders. Her yellow floral dress was stained at the shoulders with spit up from little Elroy. While the baby looked just like Joseph, he had the stunning hazel eyes inherited by his mother.

Joseph held up his hands and took a step back, relaxing his posture. “Look, I know what’s at stake, but this is how we get someone on the inside. I’m not saying she should play some spy game, I’m saying with her at the head, things could actually change.”

“So, what? Have her whisper sweet nothings of peace into Earthshatter’s ear? You think that’s a safe place for Dana?” Amelia spat a curse in her mother tongue.

Joseph wagged a finger at Amelia. “Watch your language. Besides, if she is made Drottning, you think anyone would dare harm her?”

Amelia cocked her head and glared. “And you honestly believe nothing could happen to a Drottning? What makes you think that would stop them if they find out she is part of the rebellion?”

Joseph waved his hand dismissively. “They won’t,”

“They will, and they will kill her.” Ed marched forward and snarled, standing inches from Joseph’s face.

Dana stood abruptly and shouted. “Enough!” She was done feeling like she had no say in her future.

The room went silent, save for the irritated coos of the squirming baby in Lindsey’s arms.

Dana took a deep breath to calm her own frustration, stirred by the emotions of the room. “It’s my choice, isn’t it? Or do I not get a say in my own fate?”

Joe reached out a withered hand to Dana. She reached out and gave his hand a gentle squeeze, being tender to his old joints. “If I can do something to help without violence, I’ll take it. Lives could be saved.” Dana looked to Amelia. “If there is a chance to fix things from within, I have to try.”

Amelia’s eyes watered as she quickly moved in front of Dana and took her face in her hands. “Ma donna, no. I’ve seen what the Order does to people. I’m begging you, don’t give yourself to him.”

Dana placed her hands over Amelia’s hands and gently took them away from her face. “I know you’re afraid, so am I. But I need you to trust me.”

Ed folded his arms over his chest. “Danny, we trust you. We know you can keep yourself safe with your gift and all. We just can’t leave you to fend for yourself in that.”

Joe cleared his throat. “Well, what if I go with her? If I’m there as some kind of servant, I can keep an eye on her. Besides, aren’t there hidden tunnels in the castle?”

Amelia blinked. “Yes, but you could get caught sneaking through hidden passages.”

“And your informants? Have they ever been caught?” Joe asked calmly.

Amelia looked taken aback. “Well, no. But that’s…”

“I’m an old man, who would ever look my way twice?” Joe interrupted. “I can help her. I will make sure she is safe. And if it gets bad, I’ll get her out.”

Joseph and Ed looked at each other skeptically. “Pa, no offense, but how can you keep her safe from Earthshatter?”

Joe shot his son an agitated look. “Now see here, you think you can take on a monster any better? No? Now be quiet. You have a wife and boy, think of them. And you,” He shot a glance at Ed. “You’ve stirred up to much trouble, you have eyes on you. You’re not even an option.”

Ed’s mouth opened, then closed as he thought better to simply keep his mouth shut.

Dana nodded. “Papa is the best option; he can find the tunnels easily. If your informants can give him a few places to look, he can talk to other servants and get them to spill the beans.”

Amelia let out a heavy sigh. “This is a bad idea, I hate this so much.”

“No one is thrilled about this, but this could save everyone in Wellingstone.” Dana looked at her friend. “I know your worried about me… all of you are.” Dana glanced from person to person, making sure to look each person in the eyes. “But it’s my choice.”

Dana turned and walked to Lindsey and looked at baby Elroy chewing his fingers, drool forming at his chin. Dana cupped the soft little cheek and ran her hand up to caress the top of his fuzzy scalp. Elroy let out a happy chirp at the sensation, making Dana and Lindsey smile. For a moment, Dana pondered the idea of her own children, a sensation a yearning, despite the paternal candidate.

Dana’s smile slowly faded as she gazed into Elroy’s round hazel eyes. “I’ll make your world a better place.” She vowed.

***

Dana left everything she had owned in her room at Joe Epps home. She came to this country and started her life with nothing, and felt it best to do the same in this situation. She made her bed and picked out the best dress she owned. A pretty dress with a rich purple wine color. The dress with adorned with a black lace hem, and a violet sash for her waist. She put on a pair of old black heels and did her best to shine them. When she was satisfied with the results, she put them on and began to brush out her hair.

She took her time to curl her hair and put it up, soft wavy locks at the top rolled at her temple and held in place with a few bobby pins. She fixed her makeup and examined the results, admiring herself in the mirror. Her lips stood out beautifully in the matte red shade of lipstick Amelia had left for her with a note that read simply, “Long Live the Drottning.” She added a light rouge to her cheeks and filled in her brows to make them a hint darker. She finished off the look with earthy-toned eyeshadow and brown mascara.

She felt quite lovely as she pulled on her faded black gloves. With a final glance in the mirror, she twirled on the tips of her toes, the dress swirling like a flower around her. She could not help but smile, her stomach fluttering with butterflies.

Stepping out of her room, she found Papa Joe waiting in the hall dressed in his finest suit. His cane in one hand, and his hat in the other. Dana stepped up to Joe and brushed his shoulders, feeling the rough dark gray fabric under her fingers. She reached to his collar and adjusted the dark brown tie at his throat.

Joe gave his adopted daughter a forced smile and held out his right arm to Dana. “Shall we?”

Dana took Joe’s arm and put her other hand at his elbow affectionately. “It will be a long walk, are you sure you will be able to make it.”

“Sweet child,” Joe smiled and placed his hat on his head. “I’ve faced greater obstacles in my adventurous youth; I won’t even slow you down.” He said, brimming with confidence.

Dana hugged his arm and they left the house together. They had started early in the morning. The morning air was crisp from a cool evening, and the morning birds were already out and singing as a choir to wake the world. As shops began to open and people went about their day, they would take their time, peek into the windows at clothes shops, and follow their noses to the bakery for sips of coffee and flakey sweet pastries filled with sweet pureed fruit. A treat rarely afforded them.

As the walk took them up steeper paths, Dana would fain exhaustion, knowing Joe would never ask to stop. As she would complain of tired feet or the heat of the sun, Joe would insist on a short sit and some water.

As the gates of the castle came into view, Dana could feel her heart race faster. Marble white walls with gold veins rose into the air taller than the shops nearby. Three tall spires reached into the sky like fingertips caressing the underbelly of the clouds above. The windows reflected the light of the sun with spectacular colors of stained glass.

As a massive black iron gate came into view, out stepped two strange men in black uniforms, their eyes hidden behind dark glasses and wide-brimmed hats. The men moved to the center of the gate opening and stood side by side, long rifles in their arms held lazily.

Dana and Joe moved cautiously towards the guards who made no further movement until the two were only five feet from the gate. One of the two men held up his hand up, palm out to halt them. “Miss Massie, we welcome you and your guardian to the Arcane Manor.” The man waved towards the end of the black iron gate where an iron doorway stood.

The guard walked them to the doorway and opened it, taking a step outward to stand behind the door, allowing room for Dana and Joe to pass freely. As they stepped through, the man spoke, “My Kongur waits for you inside.”

Before they could respond, the man shut the iron door and walked back to his post. The brick path led them up to a massive courtyard where a statue of a gigantic white marble man and woman embraced above a fountain of sky blue marble. The man held the naked woman in his own nude embrace, her head tilted back into his shoulder with his hand pressed onto her lower stomach, their other hands held together in an elegant and intimate caress. The beauty of it made Dana gasp, she had never seen anything like it.

Her cheeks grew hot as she turned her eyes away from the sensual image. She looked over at Joe who seemed to see right through the marble statue to the blood-red double doors at the front of the mansion. The whole outside was of a pale gray river stone and smoky gray marble trim, the roof the color of a dark red fall leaf with charcoal black frames around the edges and window frames. While the manor itself only stood three floors tall, the towers came to stand five floors high. The sides of the manor stretched out like the wings of a stone angel, giving the feeling as if it might wrap itself around you.

They slowly walked toward the entrance, a blood-red path of brick through the lushness of the green and cared for yard and garden. Vines of ivy crawled over fences and hid them almost entirely. Flowers and trees were in bloom and the vibrant colors around them looked like splotches of paint dripped all over a canvas of deep greens.

Even in her own anxiousness, Dana could feel Joe’s hands tremble slightly. She knew very well that it was not exhaustion that did this, but fear. While beautiful, this place held darkness and secrets like a haunted house.

They reached the door and before they could knock, the door opened from within, where two more black-clad guards held the doors open. The floor was a smoky black marble with gold veins that shined like a mirror. The walls were an eggshell white with black iron and more black marble adorning the lower walls in sections. Two curving staircases swung out to the far sides of the first room with black iron railings and blood-red carpet on the black marble staircase, reminding Dana of raven wings on fire.

At the top of the steps stood Colin Devlin, wearing his own three-piece suit of a charcoal black, a deep red tie, and a red handkerchief in the left breast pocket being the only color to his ensemble. His silvery blue eyes stood out like distant stars in the night sky as he smiled widely at his guests.

“My gods, how far you’ve walked to be here.” He leaned onto the black iron railing; the pattern twisted and swirled like wisps of smoke. “Had I known, I would have sent a car. Please forgive me.”

Joe Epps straightened himself and took off his hat politely. “The day was fair. We enjoyed the walk and time together.”

Colin chuckled and began to walk down the long staircase. “I’m sure it was a fine walk, but I do feel inhospitable for not providing my services.” He lightly skipped off the last step in a youthful manner. “You must both be famished. Could I offer a drink in the dining hall?” He waved to a doorway at the left.

Dana dipped her head in gratitude. “That would be greatly appreciated.” She spoke as politely as she could.

Colin dipped his own head in response, a stray wisp of golden hair falling into his face. “Of course. Shall we?” He held out a hand and Dana carefully placed her hand in his, Joe still at her side.

Colin led the two through a red door and into a long hall lined with beautiful paintings of strange landscapes and strange creatures. Paintings of tropical forests with snake people that carried bowls of food in human-like arms, some in armor with weapons slung over their backs as they slithered along together. Another painting of brightly colored harpy women flying together like dancers over a desert oasis. Another of a massive black griffin taking down a striped horse in an endless grassy plane. There were so many that Dana was unable to glimpse them all.

The long hall of paintings led to a massive dining space with a long red-stained wood table with several chairs of the same stained wood lining it. Colin walked then to the far corner of the table and pulled a chair out for Dana beside the head of the table. He waved for Joe to sit at her side while he took the head of the table.

Without a word, an older woman in a very modest black gown walked out with a silver tray with three crystal wine goblets and a dark bottle with an unknown liquid sloshing inside. She carefully set the glasses in front of the three and soundlessly poured a burgundy liquid. Leaving the bottle, she tucked the silver tray under her arm and quickly left, slipping behind a massive tapestry at the wall furthest from the table.

The tapestry reached from the tall ceiling to the floor and depicted a pack of hunting hounds perusing a frightened stag with the feathers of a peacock down its back. There were clear marks on the stag from the teeth of the hounds, leaving torn bloody wounds on its haunches and chest, the bright yellow eyes of the poor beast full of wild panic. Dana suspected that the poor beast was always meant to parish.

She reached for her cup of wine and took a small sip, the wine was surprisingly sweet and smooth on her tongue. She delicately set the glass down and looked to Colin. “You have such a lavish home.”

Colin brought the cup to his lips and smiled. “It’s far more than just my home. This is the Arcane Order’s Capitol in Awica. Did you know that?”

Dana shook her head slightly.

Colin took a long swallow of the wine and set the glass down. “We have many of the best scientists working here. Along with frequent visits from political heads and of course, many, many lavish parties.” Colin smiled slyly. “But most of all, this will be our home together.”

Dana felt herself flush with color as she fumbled with her dress under the table. “Yes, I suppose it will be.” She took a deep breath, finding her courage, and puffed out her chest for good measure. “Before we move further, I have to place my own stipulations on this arrangement.”

Colin rose a brow and lifted his glass to his lips again, pulling the last of his wine before smiling wolfishly at Dana. “Aren’t you a bold one? Very well, what are your demands?”

Dana took another deep breath, feeling Joe place a hand on her elbow to help her remain brave and remind her she had support. “First, my father,” She looked to Joe and smiled at him.

Father?” Colin chuckled, the word coming out like a mockery.

Dana blinked at Colin, shocked by the rudeness. “Yes. My father. He raised me as such and so he is.”

Colin waved away her hurt tone. “Apologies, as you say.”

Dana cleared her throat. “As I was saying, I require that my father remain a part of my daily life even here. If it would be convenient for you, I would prefer he work here as my caregiver and confidant. I trust him and his wisdom and feel he would be a great asset to me.”

Colin looked at Joe and nodded. “That’s a fair request, anything else?”

Confidently, she continued. “I want my family to receive any aid they may need in the future, including assistance with food, money, housing, or anything else they might need. Times are hard, and I couldn’t live like this,” She gestured to the room. “Knowing they would still be suffering.”

Colin nodded thoughtfully. “We can arrange that. Your family will not go wanting, I can promise you that.”

Dana nodded, relief washing over her as her body began to relax.

Colin leaned forward and lowered his tone. “Since we are asking for things, I do have my own requirements for this arrangement. My first is that I do expect children from our marriage. But I’m sure you wouldn’t argue with such a thing.”

Dana felt her heart race. She had already come to terms that children would come with a marriage, but to hear it from his lips made her feel like a shy child. She smiled shyly, her eyes downcast. “Y-yes, I had thought that would be expected.”

Colin smiled wolfishly, his voice going horse. “I had a feeling you might be willing to put in the effort.” He chuckled as he watched Dana’s face redden even more.

Colin leaned back, making himself more comfortable. “Now, I also have a very serious requirement of you. The scientists of the Arcane Order have worked years to perfect the enhancements of our kind. With the use of science and magic, we are able to make ourselves truly godlike in power. And what I want is for you to go through the process as I and others like us have done. To bring you to your full potential.”

Dana looked to Joe, who looked back at her with wide onyx eyes. “What would that mean for her?” He asked, voice shaking slightly.

Colin spoke gently. “Your daughter will be meeting with my scientists. They have a powerful Völva in their service who helps with the creation of a serum that will be given to Dana. The serum will enhance her Transcendent abilities, bringing her to her full potential. Her lifespan will become even longer because of this.” Colin tried to give his most assuring smile to Joe.

Joe swallowed hard. “And this was done to you and others like you?”

Colin nodded. “It is quite safe, I assure you. After that, we will be wed the next day.”

Dana could feel the fear from Joe. Taking his hand, she looked at him and smiled. “It will be fine, Papa. I promise.”

Joe looked at her with watery eyes, trying not to tear over. “I can’t help but be afraid for you, my sweet child. You’re my little angel, and I love you like any of my own.” He let out a shuttering sigh. “I will never stop worrying over you, but I won’t stop you. I trust you, I always will.” He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, stroking her hair lovingly.

“I love you, too, Papa.” She whispered.

Colin stood, the chair pushing back with ease, a look of mild amusement on his face. “I will take you to your room; your father may stay with your tonight. Tomorrow we will perform the ritual, and the next day we will be wed.”

Colin led them out of the dining hall and through a maze of halls until they, at last, came to a spiraling staircase of one of the three towers. The room at the top of the tower was massive. It was nearly the size of Joe’s house, with a single huge room filling the majority of the space. An empty bookcase covered the entire wall closest to the window with a wide balcony overlooking the city and the sea beyond. A red door at the other end of the massive room led to a large bathroom with a cherry wood vanity and large shower made with river stones and its own separate claw-foot porcelain bath. The marble floors here were white with gold veins. A large couch carved from cedar wood with clay red leather cushions and a queen-sized bed with a wood canopy were all that were in the room.

As Dana and Joe walked in, eyes wide with wonder, Colin spoke up, smiling at them. “Don’t worry about it being so empty. In the morning I will have new clothes brought up for you both, and we will find some nice things for you to decorate.”

Dana walked over to Colin and bowed politely. “Thank you, for everything. I don’t know how to thank you.”

Colin chuckled hoarsely and smirked, taking her chin in his hands. He tilted her face up and kissed her deeply, savoring her soft lips, the taste of sweet wine shared between them. “Your very welcome, my love.” He gave her a bow, and left, closing the door behind him.

Dana stood speechless, her fingers lightly touching her lips, her face hot.

She turned to see Joe frowning deeply. Embarrassed, she looked at the floor and walked to the bathroom, mumbling, “We really should get some sleep.”

***

Dana stood cold and stiffly near the stone wall in the lower working of the manor as the people around her began their preparations. The room was dimly lit and cold, the walls made of dark stone that made the room look like a cave. The walls had the water stains to make it appear more like a dank cavern.

As she stood holding herself and trying not to shiver, she stared at the steel bed with a thin white cloth draped over to offer comfort. Stainless steel tables were placed near the bed, some with candles burning, others with syringes and leather restraints. She felt her skin crawl as she watched men and women in white coats scramble to ready the ritual.

Joe had been asked to wait in the tower until the ritual was over, presumably for his safety. Dana hoped that was the only reason. As she watched, wide-eyed, a hand fell onto her shoulder, startling her. She jumped and turned defensively, only slightly relieved that it was only Colin putting his hand onto her shoulder to get her attention.

He smiled down on her reassuringly. “Don’t be afraid, my love. I will be with you the whole time.”

Dana forced a smile and nodded. “Thank you. It just seems so…strange.”

Colin chuckled. “Of course it would, only a handful in this whole world have been through this. But I assure you, you are in the best hands.” Colin put a hand at the center of her back and steered her towards an older man and woman conversing beside the steel bed.

The man was a small lanky creature with thick glasses that magnified his wide, bloodshot brown eyes. He wore a loose-fitting lab coat with a gray wool suit underneath. His hair was completely gone at the top, leaving a halo of gray from ear to ear. As Colin steered Dana towards the man, he grinned wildly, revealing a set of false teeth that were far too perfect and far too white for his age.

Colin reached a hand out and shook the other man’s hand. “A pleasure to have you returned, Doctor. I want to introduce you to my soon-to-be wife.”

The man nodded to Dana, his large eyes examining her all the while. “A pleasure, miss. I look forward to seeing what kind of results may come of this. I believe you may be an extraordinary find.” He spoke with an accent similar to Colin’s Zecroybian accent, but with a soft slur.

The woman beside the man stepped forward. She was older as well, her eyes narrow and dark from a lack of rest. Her hair was a wild salt and pepper, strands of curls struggling to break free of the bun she pulled her hair into. Her white coat covering a dark robe underneath that reached the floor, hiding her feet. She was taller than the man only by a few inches, but her posture making her seem larger and somehow younger.

She smiled down on Dana kindly and spoke in a strange accent. “Forgive doctor Vlach. He tends to blind himself in his pursuit of knowledge that he forgets his manners.”

The doctor flushed with color from his round chin to the top of his round head and nodded. “Ah, apologies.”

Colin gave Dana a tender squeeze, tugging her close, his arm over her shoulders. “This is Doctor Isidore Vlach; he will be overseeing the ritual.”

Vlach grumbled. “Procedure,”

Colin nodded. “As you say.” He said dismissively before waving to the woman. “This is our most honored Sonia Havel. She is one of the last known Völva. She was once dubbed the Witch of the Silver Grove.”

Sonia nodded, a strangely sad feeling emanating around her. “In the old country, but that was many years ago. I am here with the Arcane Order now.”

Dana looked at the woman curiously. Sonia gave her a similar look as she examined Dana. The woman waved a hand in front of Dana’s face, startling her. A strange dark smoke seemed to puff from the woman’s fingertips. After a long moment of eerie silence, Sonia smiled. “You have a powerful destiny. Let’s see if you are able to follow the right path.”

She flashed a crooked smile to the men, walked away to the side of the steel bed, and waited.

The doctor scoffed, his face contorted in disgust. “Damned Völva. Dramatic to a fault. You can never make sense of them.”

Colin chuckled. “Truer words have never been spoken.” He looked down at Dana. “Take your place, my love. We are about to begin.”

Biting her lip, Dana stepped forward in bare feet and slowly moved to the table laid out before her. She carefully lay on the bed, careful to keep her robe from bunching. She put her fingers over the cloth and felt the chill of the cold steel underneath. She shivered and turned her attention to Sonia. “What did you mean by a powerful destiny?”

Sonia gazed into Dana’s eyes, and Dana could have sworn her dark eyes turned to a solid black. She felt a strength and energy she had never known, something reaching out and taking hold of her mind like dark claws in the night. “You will be the end of it all. The ancient song is calling. Can you hear it in the distance of your soul?”

Dana could not speak, she felt frozen in time as the woman held her in her gaze. Afraid, Dana made an effort to respond through the magic that held her. “I hear nothing.”

Sonia lifted her chin. “You will. A voice in the dark cries out for freedom and dead sing of revenge.”

Dana looked confused. Before she respond with questions, Sonia brought a finger to her lips and then used the same hand to wave over Dana’s head.

“Now lay back and relax,” The voice of Isidore Vlach pulled Dana out of the strange trance, and she reluctantly obeyed.

Dana laid back onto the table with a shiver and struggled to relax while Isidore Vlach took her arm and prepared an IV line. The thick needle made Dana whimper in pain and the doctor smiled sympathetically at her. “I know it’s uncomfortable, but this will make the process easier.”

The cold saline solution ran into Dana’s veins and made her feel like she had been dropped into the icy sea. She bit her lip and watched the doctor pick up a syringe full of a thick pinkish liquid. “Doctor, would you tell me what’s in that?”

Isidore Vlach’s eyes lit up, seeming to grow larger as he grinned from ear to ear with excitement. “This! This is the key to our evolution. With the combined works of science and magic, we were able to use the blood of the most powerful creatures in the world to make your kind stronger in every sense.”

Dana looked at the IV in her arm. “Blood from what kind of creatures?”

He sat at her side holding the syringe like a pencil, tapping the covered needle on the table. “Well, Colin was given a serum with dragon’s blood. This made him stronger and, as far as we can tell, invincible. The magic in the dragon’s blood seemed to bond with the magic of his own blood. It’s quite fascinating!”

Dana glanced from Sonia to Isidore Vlach. “And the blood in mine, is that dragon’s blood?”

The doctor frowned. “Tragically, Colin was the last to receive any with dragon’s blood. The rest was destroyed in the war. However, there is a creature that is related to the common wolf, the warg, with near-human intelligence and a strong connection to the magical realm. Wargs were easier to find, they tended to live in the same places as their wolf cousins.”

“How can you distinguish the two?” Dana asked.

“Wargs are huge beasts, they have strong bodies, and their shape has a very human appearance. Long fingerlike paws, muscular upper bodies, shorter tails. The Völva used to tell stories that the warg were once men who learned dark magic and became wolves. But it’s more likely that the warg are just large wolves with magic in their blood.”

Dana swallowed. “Will it change anything… physically I mean?”

“No, in fact, this was used before. Not as great an impact as dragon’s blood, but it does the trick.”

Dana looked to Sonia, her eyes narrow as she looked into the candlelight and quietly chanted in a strange tongue. Dana began to breathe faster. Her head began to spin in a sudden panic. “I don’t think I can do this, something isn’t right.”

Dr. Isidore Vlach looked at Dana, surprised by her change in demeanor. “I assure you, you’re perfectly safe.”

Dana shook her head wildly as Sonia’s chanting filled her mind. “No, it’s wrong…”

As Dana watched Sonia, she tried to sit up in the steel bed, only to have herself restrained by two men. Her eyes never left Sonia who chanted faster and louder as she turned to look at Dana. Sonia stood and walked to Dana and placed three fingers on her forehead and three fingers at the center of her chest.

The sudden feeling of molten liquid running into her vines made Dana surge. She felt the fluid spread into her head and chest where the witch touched her. The burning was filling all of her, growing much worse in her mind and her heart. She screamed in pain and writhed, pulling so hard at the restraints, she was sure she broke her right hand trying to free herself.

In her mind, she could still hear Sonia, speaking in a strange language. And yet, the words seemed to draw a feeling in her mind. It felt like loathing, horror, and vengeance. Dana pushed back at the feelings, trying to think of her loved ones, and yet, the images of them seemed to burn to ash.

Dana pushed back as hard as she could, using everything in her. A burst of energy erupted from her body, pushing everyone away from her. Dana felt her last ounce of strength leave her as her breath slowed and she slipped into darkness.

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“Roses and Chocolate ” By Vivicawolf

Colin leaned back in his chair as the men stood at the other end of the massive oak table between them. The men were at least twenty years his senior, both in three-piece suits with their matching fedora hats hanging on the copper coat rack by the door. Both men had an air of eagerness to them, neither able to contain themselves enough to even take a seat.

“My Kongur,” the man in the gray suit addressed Colin with respect in his gritty Zecroybian accent. “If the rumors are true, we may have a chance to test our theories about the Transcendent bloodline. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

The second man in a dark blue suit nodded in agreeance with his foreign partner. “He is correct, my Kongur. There have been no clear indications that other Transcendents survive. We may have one living in this very city, and a female of breeding age! This could be a huge opportunity for the Order. You could help create a truly superior race of superhumans!” The man’s eyes went wide at the thought, almost giddy.

Colin knew this was a big deal to the Arcane Order and the scientists loyal to them. The war had taken a massive toll on his kind. It had also resulted in the extinction of many powerful creatures. Creatures that man has feared and hunted for centuries. While the world around them tried to destroy his kind and anything with any power greater than man, the Order sought to preserve the mystical world.

Intelligent creatures like dragons, nagas, harpies, amarok, wargs, and the like had been killed off completely by the end of the war; the Arcane Order did what they could to preserve the magic and bloodlines of the world’s most powerful beasts. The point was to enhance the world of men, and now with only a few vials of blood, old witches, and ancient books, they were able to at least use their knowledge to win the war by creating magically enhanced serums to make the Transcendents stronger.

Transcendents had been the great hope of the Arcane Order. The perfect line of humans born with magic in their blood. Colin had gladly volunteered to be the first to join the enhancement trials in his hometown in Zecroybia for the Transcendents fighting to preserve and perfect the mystic world. He always counted himself fortunate to have lived to see the last dragon fly in the clouds.

He always felt the magical pull between him and the creatures he tried to preserve. While some smaller beasts still survived, they were all inferior to the creatures with the power of magic running through their veins. Just as Transcendents were superior to man.

He pondered the thought of rebuilding his kind. Not only rebuilding the line of the Transcendents, but perhaps creating a stronger bloodline of Transcendents.

Transcendents were so rare, it was unheard of that two should meet and have children to carry on the line of magic. Especially when they spent a millennia hiding from mankind, who would kill them if caught. Now, with the help of the Arcane Order, the Transcendents may finally have their rightful place in the world.

Colin leaned forward, placing his elbows on the fine oak desk, clasping his hands together in a relaxed fashion. “What else can you tell me about this woman?” He asked in his own light gritty accent.

The man in the gray suit cleared his throat. “Our informants tell us she had made a name for herself in the most impoverished parts of the city. She has a kind of… following.” The man waves his plump hands to emphasize the word. “She is loved by the people. She seems to have the ability to manipulate minds somehow.”

The man in the dark blue suit waved away his companion’s theory. “More informants state that she has some way to heal broken minds. I put more stock in the word of the majority in this case.”

The man in the gray suit seemed too reddened in frustration; his jowls shook as he spoke. “Because they are your people.” The man grumbled accusingly. “What a cockeyed theory,”

“Enough,” Colin snapped, his ice-blue eyes bearing down on the men. “I want facts… not the wishes of old fools.”

Both men bowed nervously in apology. “Forgive us, my Kongur. We forgot ourselves.” The man in the gray suit pleaded.

Colin sighed and stood, pushing the heavy chair back with ease. “I suppose I will simply have to see this mysterious woman for myself.”

The two men bowed respectfully again, mumbling “Yes, my Kongur,” before taking their hats and hastily leaving him alone in his study to ponder.

Colin rubbed his mouth for a moment. While the Arcane Order had plenty of informants within the city, he preferred to rely on the men he personally chose to do his own investigating. Not that he did not trust the Arcane Order’s men; he just trusted his own more. Colin reached out to the ivory telephone at the corner of his desk and lifted the receiver.

After a deep sigh, a voice answered over the line. “My Kongur?” The woman asked politely.

“Vivian, send Martin in.” Without a response, he gently set the receiver down and walked to the window. He had a glorious view over the city and a fair glimpse of the sea beyond.

For a moment he glanced at his own reflection, a lean man with thick golden hair and eyes so pale they almost looked like silver coins. His skin was a rich tan, which made his eyes even the more striking. He had a comely heart-shaped face and sharp features. His off-white dress shirt was opened at the collar, his black suspenders holding up the black slacks. Colin began to roll up his sleeves and admire the strength of his arms.

As Colin enjoyed the view, a middle-aged man dressed in dark military-grade clothing walked in. His dark hair cut short showed clear signs of a widow’s peak. Amber eyes remained ever watchful of his surroundings, despite being in this room many times before. He stood three feet from the large desk, clasping his hands behind his back and keeping his chin high as he waited for Colin to acknowledge him.

Colin had known Martin Altair from the war. Martin was one of the young men who followed the Arcane Orders Transcendent team into battle across the sea. Colin came to trust the man, even considering him a friend and confidant.

Colin turned and gave his friend a winning smile. Martin gave his friend a smirk and relaxed slightly. Colin waved for his friend to take a seat. “I have a job for you.”

Martin sat down heavily and allowed himself to relax into the soft chair. “Great. So what can I help you with today?” Martin laced his question with a sarcastic tone.

Colin opened a drawer at his desk and pulled out two whisky glasses and a crystal bottle with the tantalizing caramel liquid swirling inside. Colin poured and looked at his friend. “Are you so busy? You can’t possibly be too busy for a drink?” Colin teased as he held the drink up.

Martin chuckled. “What can I do for you?” He reached out and took the glass in his hand before leaning back into the plush seat.

“Word is there’s another Transcendent in the city. A woman. I’d like you to find her location.” Colin took a small sip, letting the light-bodied liquid linger on his tongue.

Martin held the drink in his hand as he crossed his ankle over his knee. “I’m sure I can find ‘er pretty quick.”

Colin smiled at his friend. “Perfect. Report as soon as you located the woman. And if you’re able, find out her talent. I’m anticipating something big.”

Dana sat under the tattered red and white umbrella, the warped wood of the table carved with symbols, names, and curses, mostly against the Arcane Order. She ran her fingertips over the rough and weatherworn wood, finding a familiar carving into the wood, “Emmie and Dana were here.” The words had been carved in only three years back when Dana had met Amelia Orrin.

Papa Joe sent her to buy fresh halibut from the docks at the other end of town. While Joe knew Dana had a fear of the sea, he would often encourage her to face her fears, usually by giving her a task she would not refuse. As she would go about her tasks, she would take her time getting to the shoreline, struggling with the anxiety the sounds of the waves, the smell of the salt and fish, and the cries of gulls and sea wyverns would stir in her.

Her mother’s death had left her with a deep fear of the sea, especially of dying at sea. The feeling of being abandoned into the black abyss of nothingness and endless possibilities was more than her heart could fathom. She could clearly see the feminine form carelessly thrown over the edge of the bow and seeing the pale shape being enveloped by the murky sea.

She would never have a place to visit her mother, no stone to bring flowers to. She had not even been able to take anything from her mother’s belongings. The crew had thrown everything overboard, claiming the sickness could have been traveling with them from their homeland of SvalvÍk. Nothing could be saved. She could remember the sweet face of her mother and her dark curling hair. Her eyes were like the rich green mountainsides of SvalvÍk.

The form of a small, feathered wyvern the size of a cat halted her as it let out a dreary honk of disapproval. Its bat-like body was covered in dark green and blue waterproof feathers, its face, neck, and tale resembling the ancestral dragons it was long descended from. It stood and stretched out its leathery wings as it prepared to defend its hidden treasure.

Dana felt a heaviness in her stomach as she watched the creature, something sat just hidden behind its body. Dana moved closer to the creature, trying to make soothing coos to calm the scavenger. The wyvern let out a rattling hiss and leaped forward a foot, challenging Dana.

Dana took hold of her long wine red skirt and began to flap it at the wyvern, startling the dragon-kin and causing it to take flight. As it let out another dreary honk, Dana saw a small tan bag with its contents spilled around the ground.

Dana crept forward, seeing a few scattered items. A dress and several family photos, along with a gold chain with a round locket of tarnished gold. Dana knelt down and examined the photos. A black and white family portrait, a crumpled wedding photo going brown around the edges, and a photo of a farmhouse in the center of a massive lush field. She picked them up and put them onto her lap before reaching for the locket. It was a beautiful piece of jewelry. Lovingly and artistically carved on the face was a flower with winding and sweeping vines dancing around the petals. Silvery leaves placed like stars in the night.

Dana used a nail to pry the locket open. The pictures inside were of a man and woman. She looked at the pictures in her lap and saw they were the same as the couple in the old wedding photo. She glanced at the photo of the large family and saw they were likely the parents of most, if not all, eight children in the photo along with an elderly couple and another older man.

Holding the locket and touching the pictures gave her a feeling of security, love, and wholeness. She could almost smell the fresh air of the farmland. A melody of laughter echoed in her mind as she put the photos into her dress pocket.

As she stood, a wave of pain and sorrow hit her, nearly knocking her back to the ground. Dana gasped and clutched her chest as she stumbled, clenching her jaw tight and squeezing her eyes tight, fighting back the tears and the anguish of hopelessness.

Turning herself toward the boardwalk, she saw the outline of a young woman standing at the edge of the railing, looking down into the water and rocks below. Her filthy cream-colored dress blew in the breeze, her feet were bare and blackened with filth. Her curly black hair a wave of tangles.

Dana let out a soft gasp and the girl turned and looked over at Dana. Her face was lovely; she was a milky-skinned girl with light filth on her cheeks, revealing the lines of cleansing tears running down her gaunt face. Her eyes made Dana gasp for a second time in wonder. Her eyes were a brilliant gold with a bright ring of green around the iris that gave the girl an exotic beauty.

Feeling the girl’s intense pain, Dana stumbled forward in her thin leather slippers. “Wait. Please, just wait.” Dana pleaded softly.

The girl stood much taller compared to Dana by at least five inches. She looked down at the strange girl approaching her and sniffed. “I don’t want to wait anymore. I want my family.” The girl spoke with a thick accent, a smooth and lightly nasally accent that only added to the girl’s strange beauty.

Dana moved forward and walked to the railing beside the girl. She glanced over the edge with much effort, feeling nauseated as she looked down at the rocks and water below. “Are you from across the sea, too?”

The girl looked at Dana for a long moment. Examining the small girl with her long dirty blonde hair tied into a loose braid. Eyes like the night sky nervously scanning the sea as though a beast might spring from the waves. The girl, while young was forming a woman’s hourglass figure with long legs for her size. Her pale skin kissed with freckles on her oval face and her cheeks reddened by the sea breeze. She shifted her gaze back to the sea before nodding.

Dana nodded and sniffed. “You lost your family, too?”

The girl’s dark hair fell in her face as she nodded again. “An orphan of war and pestilence. We were forced to flee, and the flux did its bloody work.”

The two stood side by side facing the sea in mutual silence, the heavy weight of sorrow resting upon Dana’s shoulders, forcing her body to curl forward. “I understand… The urge to give up. It’s hard to keep going.” Dana looked at the dark-haired girl at her side. “I was there, once. Until someone found me. They didn’t have to stop, they could have kept walking, like everyone else. But he stopped, and his kindness saved me.”

The dark-haired girl sniffed. “I don’t know why I’m here. Why did I live, and they didn’t?”

Dana shrugged, shaking her head. “I’d don’t know. Maybe the reason is to just keep going, in their memory.”

The girl began to silently weep. As the tears rolled down her face, she felt a small hand take hers and she looked down. She bit her lip to keep from making a sound. She looked at the small girl and saw that she, too, was crying silently.

Dana gave her hand a squeeze and smiled bravely. “You don’t have to be alone anymore.”

The girl let out a hiccup and smiled. “You don’t even know me.”

“No, but I know your pain.”

The girl looked at Dana for a long moment, taking in her words. Part of her wanted to scream at Dana. How could a stranger know her pain? However, she could not bring herself to push the girl away, because part of her knew that this girl was telling her truth. As tears rolled down her face, she croaked softly, “Emmie… My name is Emmie.”

Dana smiled over at Emmie and threw herself at the girl, throwing her arms tight in a warm embrace. Emmie stood shocked at the reaction. Dana pressed her cheek hard into Emmie’s shoulder and stayed still. Slowly, Emmie allowed herself to wrap her arms around Dana. The warmth of her affection was too much to bear and she fell to her knees, taking Dana with her.

Despite the pain in her knobby knees, Dana held tight and shared tears with Emmie.

Dana raised her finger from the carved wood when she could hear the click of heels on the wood. She turned and smiled at her friend. “So did they print the story?”

Amelia smiled as she strut over to the bench and sat herself down. She was always clad in the best dresses. She wore a black pencil skirt with a flowy light yellow blouse, yellow and black heels to match, and a black sun hat. Her hair was curled and her bright red lipstick made her smile shine even brighter.

Dana admired her beauty and grace. She turned heads wherever she went, and when she spoke, everyone listened. She was a powerful woman. With her strong spirit and loyal nature. Even her sheer stubbornness was an absolute virtue.

Amelia scoffed. “Craven bastards won’t print what I wanted to say. ‘You cannot challenge the Order. They will burn the Post to the ground if we print this.'” She curled her lip in disgust.

Amelia Orrin had grown with an intense hate towards the Arcane Order, as many people did. For so many, the rise of the Order was the end of so many lives. Awica had become a very different country according to many elders, and not for the better.

Amelia had a way with words, and she used her gift and became an investigative reporter. Her goal was to use everything she could find to bring down the Arcane Order. She even joined the same underground rebellion Joseph and Ed had joined years back. However, Amelia felt the little rebellion was nothing more than old men talking out the corners of their mouth. For her, nothing was actually being done, so she did what she could. She would investigate; she would record her findings, and try to get the Post to print her work. Of course, the Post was not willing to risk lives over a story, and so Amelia’s real writing was shared with their fellow rebels.

Dana ran her fingers over the carved words in the wood bench again. “I understand your frustration, but you can’t expect people to just risk their lives.”

Amelia rolled her eyes. “Bullshit. Not a thing will change unless people are willing to risk everything for change.”

Dana pondered the thought for a moment. “You’re a braver woman than even most men. But I don’t think I could ask others to risk themselves if they aren’t willing to do so.”

Amelia scoffed. “I’m not forcing anyone to lay down and die for me.”

“I know, but would you ask Joseph to risk his wife and baby Elroy? Papa Joe’s home?”

Amelia looked hurt. “Of course not, but someone has to fight. How else can we change anything?”

Dana shrugged, unsure how to answer.

Dana glanced around at the people going about their day. It was a lovely day to shop at the docks. The smell of the sea and fish was potent and, for some, alluring. Dana turned her head and glanced at the small food stand at her back where she could see Ed Dillard frying up a batch of flayed halibut as a young couple waited for their food.

Ed had bought the food stand less than a year back and had been doing exceptionally well. He stayed busy most days, his fried fish and chips being a favorite for the locals. At the end of the day, Ed would make the remainder of his catch and serve what he could not sell to the local strays he had known from his days on the streets. In a small way, this was how he would give back. Dana waved back at Ed who looked up from his work and smiled over at the girls at the table.

Dana turned back to Amelia. “I know you want to change things, but risking your life can’t be the only option, Emmie.”

Amelia sighed and fiddled with her blouse buttons. “Ever the optimist. But I fear peace will never bring about change.”

Dana nodded, her eyes downcast. Before she could reply, she felt a strange energy tickling the back of her mind.

Dana looked up. She looked at Amelia first, who was looking out to the street, her already pale face growing white, and her eyes wide with fear. Dana felt a wave of terror, disgust, and apprehension roll up her spine and into her head like a trickle of icy water. She shivered and turned to look at what Amelia and many others had turned to look at.

A black two-door limousine had stopped at the side of the road. The driver and the passenger in the front both opened their doors and stepped out. Both men wore black three-piece suits with fedoras and aviator sunglasses. The driver walked to the passenger side while the man from the front stood at his door, waiting with his hands clasped in front of him. The driver stood at the back tire and opened the door outward towards himself. From the back stepped three men. One of the men matched the two from the front of the car in his dark attire.

The second man wore an olive green military suit. His amber eyes glittered as the sun hit his face. He squinted at the light and placed a matching olive green military hat on his thinning dark hair. He had an array of colorful stripes sewn to the right breast of the jacket.

The third man wore a dark gray three-piece suit with a blood-red tie and a gold clip holding it in place. His eyes were a startling pale blue, almost a silvery color in the bright light of day. His skin was a rich tan color and his hair a dark golden blonde. His face was strikingly handsome with his sharp features. He adjusted the cuffs of his gray jacket and flashed a brilliant smile.

As Dana stared at the strange men, she heard a hiss come from Amelia. Dana looked at her friend as she struggled to hide her contempt for the strangers. “What the hell is he doing here?” Amelia asked no one.

Dana looked confused. “Who are they?”

Amelia never took her eyes off the men as she spoke. “Colin Devlin. The Order’s appointed Kongur of Awica. They call him the Earthshatter.”

Dana had heard the stories of the royal Transcendent who was the Arcane Order’s war hero. He was one of the Transcendents who won the war. She had heard dark tales of the man and his works, but had never seen him. She never pictured the man to be so striking.

Dana felt a ping of panic for Amelia’s safety, until one of the men handed Colin Devlin a small box and a single red rose. The action was so absurd that it made Dana chuckle.

Amelia glanced at Dana, looking at her as though she had taken off her head like a hat. Dana shrunk into herself, flushing with color. Before she could respond, she turned to see the men walking in their direction.

From behind her, she could hear Ed call out to them in a concerned tone. “Girls?” Dana turned to see Ed watching the men approach with a filleting knife in his hand. Dana could sense the anxiety all around her, making her feel ill.

She looked back to Amelia who had her jaw clenched, her knuckles white as she clenched her fists tight. She kept her eyes on the men approaching like an animal watching a predator approach. Dana shivered and turned her gaze to the man who stood before her, his hands behind his back as he leaned down and smiled at Dana with a charming grin.

“Hello my dear, you must be Dana Massie.” Colin bent his knees and knelt beside Dana as she sat frozen on the bench. “I’ve heard quite a bit about you.” He spoke in a light Zecroybian accent.

Dana gaped at the man for a moment before remembering to speak. “Uh, yes.” She spoke quietly. While the man was handsome, she felt a strange hollowness to him, as if something was missing within him. She could not decide if it frightened her, or intrigued her.

Colin gave her a knowing smile. “You’re SvalvÍkien.”

Dana nodded.

Colin took the rose and box from behind his back and held them at his knees as he supported his weight on the balls of his feet. “SvalvÍk is a beautiful country. I had the pleasure of seeing the mountains before returning to Awica.”

Dana forced a smile and nodded again.

Colin lifted the vibrant red rose to Dana. “My name is Colin. I live up there.” He gestured with his head towards the massive mansion in the distance placed on a hill overlooking the city of Wellingstone. It looked more like a castle to Dana, with its towers and high walls surrounding it. It was like something out of a fairytale.

Dana hesitantly took the long-stemmed rose from Colin and examined its flawless beauty.

Colin grinned as he watched Dana bring the rose to her nose and inhale deeply. “You’re like me, a Transcendent. You heal people, don’t you?”

Dana blushed. “I suppose you can say that. I help people when their minds are broken.”

“That’s a very special gift you have. I’ve never met anyone like you.”

Dana set the rose into her lap and fiddled with the fabric of her dress. “I’ve never met anyone like you, either.”

Colin looked at her thoughtfully. “It’s nice to meet someone of your own kind. It gets lonely. You know?”

Dana looked at the rose in her lap. “I…I do.”

Colin looked more closely at the worn dress Dana wore. The fraying fabric and mending stitches showed how the dress was likely handed down from another. “Do you like pretty dresses?”

Dana nodded, smiling shyly.

“I know some people who could make you the most beautiful dresses.”

Dana fiddled with the fabric, tugging at it nervously.

Colin looked at her closely. “Such a beautiful girl. You deserve a life beyond all this. I want to give you that life, if you would let me.”

Dana’s eyes went wide. “W-what do you mean?”

Colin looked at his hands as he held the box. “I want to save our race, and I need a Drottning to rule at my side. What I’m asking…” Colin paused and looked up, fixing his silvery-blue eyes on Dana’s dark sapphire eyes. “I want you to be my wife, to help rebuild our people. I want to give you the life you deserve.”

Dana nearly fell backward, her hands flying to her chest. “You want me to marry you?”

Colin smiled warmly, nodding. “I do, I’ve searched for so long for someone like us, and here you were in the muck waiting to be found.”

Dana’s hands shook slightly. “I… I don’t know…”

Colin put his hand on hers and gave her a gentle squeeze. “Think about it first. Take your time. If you agree to marry me, come to the gate, and I will welcome you home.” Colin placed the box in her lap brought her hand to his lips, kissing the back of her hand with soft lips.

As he stood, he brushed her cheek with his fingers lightly and flashed a charming smile. Colin turned and walked back towards the car with his men in toe.

Dana blinked, feeling a warmth in her. As she looked around, she saw Amelia standing and staring at Dana in shock, the people around them stood in silence and gazed at her curiously. Dana felt the box in her lap and looked down.

“What the hell is that?” Amelia asked, leaning onto the table to look.

Dana put her hands over the simple box and carefully lifted the lid. Inside were several small round brown shapes, some with colorful flowers and other shapes painted on them with creamy frosting. “It’s chocolate.”

   

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Happy News Years Everyone & Welcome To 2022

Hello everyone and how is it going today? Hopefully well. Now I would also like to say Happy New Years on behalf of Thoughts Of Everything, welcome to 2022. we made it to another year. It already part way through the day for me and I got to go to work tonight. It’s 2:05pm right now where I’m at. Let all hope this year gets better and what not. The past couple years have been shitty for the most part and some had it worse that others. Anyways, with the renewal of my business license as well as the Thoughts Of Everything tradename. I want to start really kicking things up a notch and really start getting all my business projects going. Now I will say that I unregistered the Rutaku Anime tradename for Vivicawolf as I felt that because technically Rutaku Anime is part of Thoughts Of Everything and the Rutaku Anime domain points to our website anime category. Vivicawolf is a writer for our parent creative company, Productions Of The Human Mind which I may go into more detail about later maybe. 

Now I’m not going to go into too much more on this post as I’m trying to get a few things done around the house before I go to work plus another post I have yet to finish writing that I started before the new year. More or less I just wanted to say Happy New Years and give some updates to the Thoughts of everything brand. Thanks for reading and be safe out there.