THAT ILLUSION || Chasing the call of the chasm.
Earth is haunted, and they have come to save the earthlings before it's too late.
The Narngon school of magic is the only source of remedy for this silently perishing world. The trio of infamous queens...
"They bring back some bad memories. Like the mud out of the disturbed waters. Call it health cautioned," Eir answered quietly.
"What is it?" She queried while rolling herself on the mattress.
"Already tired? Or reviving?" Eir tried to avoid the road.
"Stay focussed, don't leap. Why would you avoid ale?" Mordana enjoyed her definitive decibel.
Eir kept it simple with a smile and stirred her boiling tea that spooked its whispers to the boozing atmosphere.
"If not this then tell me this. Why would you hate your mom? People speak that she is involved in your father's death. Theories differ but only you know the truth." Serephina threw up and wiped her lips quickly.
Those words of hers were enough to stride the tears that were shut with strain at the back of Eir's lashed lids.
"Stop it, Mora. That's off the limit. Just sleep or do whatever except asking some uncomfortable questions. This is a party!" Serephina chided her and pulled off her mug.
"I want to puke now!" Mordana resisted her.
"Get up and go," Serephina added in her cold slurping tone.
"No! Not that. I wanna puke words. Make this moment wordy. Silence is nauseating," Mordana snickered in a sense deducted pace.
"That's enough and now clean up the puke. Close your silly slum and sleep. Good that you are on your bed." She made her lay down and wrapped her inside the thick covers to keep her out of the chilling night winds.
While Serephina was handling it Eir picked her pot and dribbled her tea on the flipping flame. She snatched the mug from Serephina's hand and poured the ale from the container and sipped it all up like a thirst struck lad amidst the barren airs. She then guzzled the complete container until it was emptied and fell onto the floor and mewled querulously.
"It's ok Eir! Calm down. Just she is too much off." Serephina tried to reason out.
"Yet the truth is what she said. It was a cruor."
Eir's words fell like rumbled on their ears. All these years she would avoid it. They considered it her decision and called it off rather than intruding on it. Now her words froze everything that was normal.
"Really? Like seriously?" Mordana jumped out of her bed in awe.
"Yes, I remember that too well. To clear to ever haze. She tried to coax me that he died of injuries. I know he was harmed in that hilarious fight he had with some miscreant. That made my mom have him her way." Eir continued when she heard no response from them.
"He was a family man, a caring dad and a genuine husband. He kept stressing himself with that sermon's eye, his special ability. He was proud of it but we never knew his disimmune would make it rot him. Some nights he would get up and shout at my mom. He would hurt him and try to jump down the porch. He would slaughter some rodents, call her his whore and pay her on their compassionate counters. She was fighting his madness until someday he tried to kill me with his rapier while I was asleep. So one night while they were immersed in a loveless sync she spelt him to clasp her lips and to him, it tasted like the AterMel." Eir paused to catch hold of her revealing breath.
"She made her saliva the venom? How cool!" Mordana exclaimed.
"Silly, but yes. Then I heard his shouts for life and then I saw him bleed all his blood. His coughs, his tears, his sweat everything was fuilech and rusty filth. I thudded the door but could, fortunately, open the windows to see her kiss him more and him spilling out his blood. He tried to push her yet he failed. She let him fail. I stood there as a little crap. Frenzied and frozen battling my hurricanes. Then she chose to be a diviner. A perfect excuse to trash me. Later we never spoke about anything informal. That's it." With that, she wiped her vaporising tears while Serephina cried for her.
"I'm so sorry for your loss but how could she conceal that?" Mordana inquired. Serephina shot her brows with a glare towards Mordana.
"Just she did some sealing and reversed it back. But what's done is done. Now we have different lives. Thanks to my dad, he taught me about that when I was four years and then I saw him die because of that three years later. Maybe it was his destiny." Eir wiped Serephina's tears.
"Must have been hard," Serephina consoled her.
"Just a practical class which is a nightmare then. Now that I had let it out it would be better." Saying it, she held Serephina's palm in a trusting hold.
Mordana came up with other containers of ale that she had prepared in her bizarre way. She poured it out and gave it to them that made Eir wig wag at it and her.
"It won't work!" Eir recollected.
"Our reserves are done. Just drink it and sleep. It will help us get up on time." Mordana sounded sensible.
Without delaying it they drank it all till their heart's content and curled huddling on the ground. The vague winds enveloped them and all that filled the vacuum was their silent dreams and irregular snores.
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Pepo: A Latin word for pumpkin. Ater: A Latin word for gloom and dark. Mel: A Latin word for honey. ━─━─━━─━「₪」━━─━─━─━
.Ø. What do you guys think of Eir's emotions? Any empathy or sympathy Do you stand for or against Kenna? Was she right?
.Ø. Who is your type of women Sere Eir or Mora?
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