A Fictional Tale by Stephen Stargell:
God Speed My Enemy ....
For I now Realize that this is Inevitable.No matter how far I try to run ... or how many times I look the other way .
No matter how much Grace I have given thee .. You have only Devoured it and used it to feed your Army.
No matter how many nights I Pray that you will Understand....
and break these chains that bind us both ....Nothings Ever Going To Change ....
Destiny appears to have seen ( or been cheated of its Vision ! ) and given you the Guillotine and me forced on to my Knees ...
It's been in my dreams ... Even as I sleep in Palace Beds ....
I But we are all dressed differently and it's not here or now ...
I heard they stripped her Naked ...and they did .... and placed her exposed on wood ready for a fire ...
She heard voices in the wind they say Angels she called them and they gave her the wisdom for Countries to have Victory and that would ultimately lead her to her death ...
But Alas a legend is just that a story embellished upon for 100s of years and lacking much truth I am sure ...
For no one can hear voices in the wind ... or curse and have bad things happen or tell how people died before their very own birth .... Those are just things stories are made of .
Rumors of strange things happing when they are angry and just as much so when they are full of joy ...
Some even say they have seen it with their own two eyes ..
But I tell you I wouldn't believe them .
and even if it were so and I was one of the ones who saw it with my own two Eyes .. I'd still tell you not to believe them ...
If you loved them ... I'd tell you to never talk of it again .
There are six children ( all fictional of course ) Born of two women one a Healer and the other an Elemental that Can control the wind ( at least her Anger and Father can ) and Born of a Man half mystery and half Native American ..... the Middle Child can change her eye color and it has been reportedly said it can even change to gold ... and that even though a child she knows things about people she has never met ... Her eyes when she feels so Alive look so Divine and I tell you you'd mistake them for the Golden eyes of a Dragon or She wolf Energized by the full moon and on the hunt .
and the youngest of this couple is an empath so young yet as bright as the Sunday Sun . Yet she feels the worlds joy and the worlds pain but is being thought to refocus it .
The the oldest .... The Boy ....
who almost cried when he said his " Special eyes "were gone ... For he is a Finder a locator and a Hunter ... He could stand behind someone for hours and they would never know the difference.. nor feel his frequency or what ever it is that you feel when someone is close you and you can tell before ever looking ... no one can feel him not when doesn't want ... yes the hunter the Finder with the special eyes that he never truly lost but for now has lost the ability to find them it ... He wears a cross around his neck with the wings of Gabriel the Angel behind it ....These are the Characters in the New book Dark River by Author Stephen Stargell
Book one of three that follows these very special children as they grow up and Discover who and what they really are . ... a gift to this world from the next ... and there are others too ... little beacons of light for a lost world .They say Hope is a dangerous thing .. I say sometimes it's all you have to go on . But yes a two edged sword just the same .
For unknown reasons the earths magnetic poles started to shift and drift and then osculate wildly . First it was Crops and the Animals that suffered then the famines hit and that is when the war started . America closed its Boarders up and did fairly well using drone bees to pollenate the crops . But wars started elsewhere for fear of nuclear war biological weapons were used ... the strains evolved more quickly than the scientists had anticipated and the war went nuclear more to try and quarantine what had been unleashed than to destroy the other .
Cataclysm .... and chaos is what followed . The cities were burned
The crops failed disease spread throughout the world like had never been seen before ... The world burned and groaned ...But even in the worst of times.....
There is always a rainbow after a rain .
and there would be this time too .
YOU ARE READING
Dark River
FantasíaIt's been in my dreams ... Even as I sleep in Palace Beds .... For no one can hear voices in the wind ... or curse and have bad things happen or tell how people died before their very own birth .... Those are just things stories are made of . Ru...