A Tale Of Two Sisters

Chapter 1 A Happy Life Aria

I looked up from my notes, out the window, Asher -my husband- should be back from the council any moment. My insides start bubbling just like all the times I think of him. The happiness inside me makes me smile. I looked back at my notes- a smile still pulling at my lips- for the past few years I have been studying the natural phononimum of someone being able to move things with their mind. Something that's intrigued me is that in most cases of this phononimum the person has experienced deep trauma in there earlier lives... granted not everyone who's had traumatic experiences will develop this ability... which makes me think you may need a natural aptitude... but what intrigues me the most is I wonder if someone could be taught how to move things with their mind, no one really agrees with my there. Last summer Asher and I went to Qrapol -the capital- to find anyone who might have this ability. We spent three months talking to people and most everybody agrees with old lore. I pick up a thick brown weathered book. One woman, a sweet old lady gave me this book in Qrapol, she said it might help... it hasn't. I traced the spine and opened to a book marked page and read it over again for the 10th time this week. It read "in the beginning Abin created all. Sky and earth. Sea and land. Bird and bear. All was well on earth until from the dust came Estol. Estol saw all that Abin had created and saw the peace that reigned upon the earth and looked upon it with an eye of hate. Estol summoned fiery serpents to serve his purpose, and thus went forth the servants of Estol bringing forth chaos and war. And Estol became God of chaos. He ruled upon the earth for four thousand years." I turned the page Rip. I heard. At the base of the page there was a rip in the weathered page. I'll need to fix that. The mythology continued "Abin God saw the chaos and heard the cries of the innocent and took pity upon them. Abin took a man and with his power gave him the ability to restore peace among all people. When abin saw that this was good and peace took root, he took others and called them The Selected..." I dropped my head into the book on the table "Why!" I thought "this whole Abin Estol thing makes hardly any sense and yet... it's the only thing that makes sense." I looked out the window again. I was so anxious for him to get home. When I see him all of my nervousness and frustration was replaced with excitement "Here comes daddy." I say in a sing-song voice to Rey-Lyn, my baby, she's due any day now. I climb down the blue stairway, the light from the small square windows bouncing off the walls, and out the Chestnut door of our little stone house. When I came out I see Asher. He's got a headful of dark hair, broad shoulders, brown eyes and sometimes when he's smiling like now he has a dimple on his left cheek Asher hopped off his Ostrich horse and hugged me. He grabbed the reins of the horse and we strolled to the barn, hand in hand, like we had done so many times before.

"How was the council?" I eagerly asked. " They decided... to take a more direct approach to keep the Red Serpent away," he said nervously. "And draft more men to do it." he trailed off a lost look in his eyes "anyway no need to talk about dreary war counsels when we can talk about happier things, like how baby Ray-Lyn is doing, and how is her mom doing?" He looked up at me. " I am doing fine" I say with a roll of the eyes, I gave him a kiss on the forehead. And we walked to the barn hand in hand as the sun began to set, The warmth of it warming my face and I am happy, very happy. But something seemed off about Asher...