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Note: this is an excerpt from the book, chapter eleven of the book, Casting Shadow on the Tattooed Trails. Subtitled: Searching for the lost Genodes.Here is Chapter 11 of twenty-nine chapters.
Chapter Eleven:
Oh for girl’s sake!
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I saw them there, beauty beyond compare, I couldn’t help myself, I had was to stare.
I thought they were sis. But then they kiss... I mean, we kissed, we would have kissed, eventually. And then…
Her hands outstretched, her thigh would have heaved up to strike the solid thing that would have awaken me to life, life I never knew I was capable of, even with all of those incarnations under my belt, this time, for the first time, I would have come to know what it meant to live, really live, at last.
“I’ve missed you all my life,” I would have mumbled through her breathing, through her parted lips, but how could I have known?
She would have kissed my face, threw flames like a blow torch down my spine, and it would have happened, again. And then again.
She would have grown momentarily shy, her face would have buried itself into my tunic, and then she gave me the top of her head, I would have breathed steam into each strand, each strand of her long flowing hair.
That’s when she would have bent over backward and lie down, sprawled out on her back, her head to one side. “Crucify me,” she said. And sent me to work. Hard I would have labored. But she was never dead.
You don’t know, and I hope no one will ever come to know how beautiful that woman is, she is really, really something, I never knew until I gaze at her from that angle.
Nobody would have thought me this but, I would have fumbled at undressing her, with my trembling hands, with my mouth, with my eyes, with my tongue, my imagination. With mine everything.
I had was to hurry, to get to the place between Cornwall and Surrey.
Her lively and wet centers in half way tree were focused too, she was fused into me. Look! Look she said, look at me so that I can feel the caress, the ravaging of your eyes. Touch me! Touch me there. And cover me with your skin. Kiss me, kiss me she said, and…
I would have kissed her there and then, and banish the talking. And, and… My heart just flew away. And, and…
“And his mind followed.” That’s what he’s trying to say. But…
“Shad had been searching everywhere since, but can’t seem to be able to find it again, his mind, she out-rightly stole it from him. But who’s complaining?”
I never understood the mortal spoken words until I found her and tasted her tongue. Continued the Shadow man.
I had was to hunch slightly forward to try to mitigate the swelling of the crowd in that region of the woods you know.
And she? She did turn at least once to glance at the ballooning crowd too, in that self-same region of the park in the Half-way-tree city, I could have sworn that I heard her gasped. But, I could have been wrong.
I would have pushed my over-active halfway pointers, my center stages, I pushed my ways hard at the half-open door, she opens the door, some more, and she would have moaned and groan, and then.
And then the floodgates would have flung opened from within me, a million years of pent-up alien energy came flowing through, unabashedly, the bands start to play, the sweetest music ever.
I would have slid my hand up there under her dressing room and up her smooth sidings, she gripped and move under me, I was busily watching over her, protecting her from harm.
I would have felt her nippled spout under my fingers and almost died, right there. I then reached out, found her hand and led it to my place, the mountainous regions. It was new even to me but it was mine.
She would have wasted no time in directing the traffic towards her summer destination, rolled me over and then.
French-kissed me there with the mouth that she keeps out of sight but not out of my mind, not anymore, she can no longer keep some things hidden. Not from me.
And then she would have taken control of things, this thing even, she has a way of taking control of such things and keeping it happening. Then we would have taken the shallow turn inside and sucked moisture and air in, like a greedy sinkhole.
I was smitten good and proper, and even after, after we could finally stop, I knew I would never be the same again, ever.
Spend time walking in the other person’s shoe man. Mine even. Spend time living their lives, witnessing their struggles, feeling their pain and their hardships. As well as all of the other “hard” things which we have to endure. You won’t have to worry about such things over on those hidden shores. Here though, walking shoes are here a-plenty, so come on over and walk in them and experience them. As well as the love, passion, passion for life even. Then and only then you might begin to understand this.
Her eyes had an inner fire, a boldness that resonates deep within, those were qualities though, which would have inspired and stirred me, stirred me to life even.
We would have both gone away to repent because we had sinned, transgressed sacred things. So, we had was to go, some of us rather reluctantly.
But we would have been back, and we would have remake ourselves, our identity even, because of all of the ghosts of the past, but upon the return, things began to happen, really happen, again.
Tomorrow this time, she will be laying him to rest, her father, and me? What does she know about me? Does she even know that I know these things, still?
Life goes on for some of us though, for the wicked and evil ones mostly it would seem. But as for me and all the others like me… Hmm.
……
As it turned out, those women where trained, they were very highly trained women. Not only could they wield a mighty sword, but they could also wield the power of many worlds, as some agent from another world was soon to find out, and many were the powers which they did wield, Power as a force of Light. For instance.
Men are turned insane by it, by such powers, this Shadow man even, by this much power, are they driven, the other men, they would just degenerate to become instruments of the Darker Powers, something that will probably become an issue for them, for everyone even, and soon…
Both the present and the future together weaves a fate for these individuals. Things seemed to happen and move along in mysterious ways over there, but things are not always what they seemed.
“These fighting girls weave webs and wields a sword as the girls wills,” in these parts, creating havoc from strong female energies and characters in the process.
Sedalie Newman is the leader of the pack there, and she wields a great amount of power and a mighty sword too. Even as the wisdom of the group, and Elsie? Elsie is a leader in training. Sedalie is my kind of girl for that sort of job, She was my girl from the get-go. But I had was to settle for Elsie.
The whole realms are soon to be ruled by a strong queen-if Sedalie Newman is to have her way, she will soon reign, to be succeeded one day by Elsie, maybe. Heaven, or somewhere else. Let’s stick with heaven here. Heaven helps them if that day should come.
I can’t think of a more evil female in these exalted realms than Elsie. Not so with the men though. In these parts, it had long been a given that they, the men were in charge. So there was nothing for them to prove, to anyone.
“The men” were in charge of everything, that was a given, in theory, it won’t be long before something, or someone would sneak up their backsides though, and institute a new normal in these lands.
Yet there are both strong and delightful male characters there in these lands, from some of the very well-abled custom-keepers to the current chief himself, and even on down to his son, Carmi.
And as for the guards and agents who are tasked with keeping things in order there. These are still very well capable and well-loved men, in general.
The chief’s son though, that said Carmi, who had laid himself down to sleep once upon a long, long time ago, long according to earth standards, he has not woke up again since, not in terms of him maturing and getting himself in a state of readiness to be able to assume the leadership of the region.
His “kingdom” is hanging in limbo, things are weighing in the balance, but Carmi is sleeping, still. Most of all though, trouble is brewing over there. Seymour, one of the chief warders and gate-keeper.
And the current steward of the training institute and the entire security apparatuses in and around those parts, he is being closely watched and scrutinized under orders from the chief, but he, Seymour doesn’t even know that. Some kind of a leader and warder-in-chief he is.
As it is in life, in our lives even, the forces of good and evil are often at odds one with the other, oft times cross-purposed and can even found to be under different orders than the conventional.
The Children of Light, and the children of darkness, as well as various other kingdoms and peoples. Are always pulling wills one against the other.
They all seemed at some point to be becoming threats one to the other, even now.
So the question now is, will it go on? Can it go on like that? I can’t say that it will, or even if it won’t, I don’t know, not as of yet.
I wonder if the Dark Power will be defeated. I do hope so.
It is clear that the plots here will take many twists and turns, only some of which will be resolved in the end, probably.
Rand the chief would have worked himself to death to provide for his family, her even, his beloved daughter, but a dark secret from his past seemed to be the force which drives his need for revenge. Revenge against everyone, against Shad even.
Elsie loves her family but feels as if she's been cheated out of her youth. She has some dangerous secrets of her own.
And after her vile encounters with me, the wild one from out of this world, her troubles have now been multiplied a thousand folds.
She would have put some more time. Between her sleeping place and mine. But that was just for a time, a short time.
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Extra, extra. On this day in history
Weekend in music.
1971 - Aretha Franklin recorded "Spanish Harlem." It was released on July 9.
1985 - New Edition performed "Mr. Telephone Man" and "Lost In Love" on "American Bandstand."
Sun. February 17
1996 - World chess champion Garry Kasparov beat the IBM supercomputer "Deep Blue" in Philadelphia, PA.
1934 - The first high school automobile driver’s education course was introduced in State College, PA.
1878 - In San Francisco, CA, the first large city telephone exchange opened. It had only 18 phones.
1876 - Julius Wolff was credited with being the first to can sardines.
Sat. February 16
1989 - Investigators in Lockerbie, Scotland, announced that a bomb hidden inside a radio-cassette player was the reason that Pan Am Flight 103 was brought down the previous December. All 259 people aboard and 11 on the ground were killed.
1972 - Wilt Chamberlain (Los Angeles Lakers) reached the 30,000-point mark in his NBA career during a game against the Phoenix Suns.
1970 - Joe Frazier began his reign as the undefeated heavyweight world champion when he knocked out Jimmy Ellis in five rounds. He lost the title on January 22, 1973, when he lost for the first time in his professional career to George Foreman.
1963 - Paul Anka married Marie-Ann DeZogheb in Paris.
1959 - Fidel Castro seized power in Cuba after the overthrow of President Fulgencio Batista.
1858 - The first ironing board was patented by William Vandenburg and James Harvey.
1923 - Howard Carter unsealed the burial chamber of Egyptian Pharaoh Tutankhamen. The next day he entered the chamber with several invited guests. He had originally found the tomb on November 4, 1922.
1857 - The National Deaf Mute College was incorporated in Washington, DC. It was the first school in the world for advanced education of the deaf. The school was later renamed Gallaudet College.
1741 - Benjamin Franklin published America’s second magazine, "The General Magazine and Historical Chronicle".
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