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The Dragon's Stone Meeting the spirit of land and mountains
I wake before Taran. Kissing his cheek, I whispered, “I love you.” The sun hasn’t begun to rise. I quickly dress then sit on a rock nearby to gaze out into the sky.The sound of humming gets my attention. I follow the sound and notice the trees and grass stop almost on a line where a rocky terrain begins. The humming grows louder as I approach an altar. “There you are, girl. I was wondering when you would visit me.” A female voice says gently. It sounds as if she is all around me. “Come sit. There is much to share.”“Are you, Arraya?” I asked. “The spirit of the ground and land?”“Yes. And you are the sorceress reborn. The bringer of magic. The queen of dragons.”I shake my head, “I’m none of those things.”“Sit,” the gentle voice says.I sit on the altar, “Is this when I’m sacrificed?”There is a laugh, and amusement in her voice, “Not today. We only sacrifice during blood moons that land on the fifth Thursday of a month.”I laugh. “That is comforting to know.”“Tell me, sweet child,
The Dragon's Stone A visit
The next couple of days follow the same routine. I’m left alone through most of it. Outside of Willow, no one speaks to me.I continue to try meditation with little luck and balance seems impossible. Willow seems patient, but I’m sure she is growing frustrated. During our lessons, Willow often reminds me to clear my mind. It sounds so easy, yet my mind is never clear.On the seventh day I sit under the oak tree trying to mediate when I hear a familiar voice, “Hello little dove.”I turn to see Taran standing next to a tree. My legs don’t seem to move fast enough as I run into his arms. Taran catches me and spins me. “I’ve missed you, my dragon,” I say, reluctantly pulling away.Taran places me back on the ground, “How are you? Willow told me that you’re struggling.”I nod, “I’m not doing a good job with meditating. I can’t clear my mind.”Taran notices the journal, “Have you been writing?”I shake my head, “I can’t think of anything worth writing.”“Sometimes to get the thoughts out of
The Dragon's Stone Ignored
The cottage is small and there is no running water. It is just one room. There is a small wardrobe with a place to hang clothes and two bottom drawers. A shelf held books from the floor to the ceiling. A small hearth sits in the middle of the adjacent wall. On the far wall is a small twin bed.“You will eat your meals with us. Drink with us. Only for sleeping, will you be here.” The Huldrea said.I lay my bags on the bed. The lower part of the walls and around the bed look as if a child painted on them. “Did a child stay here?”“The last sorcerous that trained with the spirits painted those. It was long ago, over five centuries.”I look at the wall amazed, “Must be some good paint.”“Please take a few minutes to unpack. My sisters are cooking for the first meal of the day. You have until I return to settle.” She turns and leaves before I can respond.I turn towards the bed. How will Taran and I fit on this together? I place my bags on the bed. It creaks and bows under the weight of my
The Dragon's Stone Flying to the Isle of Spirits
Taran took me shopping yesterday. He bought me clothes, luggage, and toiletries I will want when on the Isle of Spirits. I stare at my bags, wondering if I’m missing anything.An arm wraps around my waist, then a hand pushes my hair to the side, exposing my neck. Soft, gentle lips caress my neck up to my jaw. “Are you wearing those little lacey things?” Taran whispered.I smiled, “Would you like to check?”“Yes,” Taran runs his nose up my neck, “We can be a little late to meet with Willow. Why don’t you remove these pants, and I will make sure those lacey things fit properly.”“You checked them last night, remember? You pulled me onto the bed, then punished me for having clothes in bed,” I teased.Taran lets out a sound of satisfaction, “Is your arse still sore?”“In places, yes.”“Good, then while you’re gone, you can remember me.” I could hear the smile in his voice. “I could give you another reminder, if you want.” Taran’s hands grasp my hips.“Will you help me settle into where I
The Dragon's Stone She will leave me
TaranI watch Tru and her nephews hunt for shells on the beach. Since we removed her from the wolf pack four months ago, she has become Tru again, my Tru. The laughter, the smiles, the attitude—everything is how it was before her mother passed. It feels bittersweet. Soon, Tru will go to the Isle of Spirits.“She looks better,” Bill says absently as he watches Tru.I nod, “She’s happy.”We both stand in silence, until Bill says, “I would do anything to go back to that funeral. If I could’ve handled things differently, everyone would be happier.”“Her magic was waking. We couldn’t stop the event from happening, only slowed them.” I tell him.“Still, maybe you would’ve found a different option than leaving her with Bryan,” Bill says angrily.I’m silent for a moment, “There were too many who wanted to hurt her. Tru would be in danger. Besides, I don’t know if I could stay away.” I sigh, “I made a deal with him, that is what kept me from her. That is how I kept her safe.”“Do you truly bel
The Dragon's Stone Why do you sound surprised?
I sit on the edge of the deck reading the book Taran gave me while listening to the crashing waves. I’ve ignored Taran for hours. My stomach has growled for over an hour, but I don’t want to see Taran in the house. This hiding is extremely childish, but I just cannot face him.“I brought you something to eat,” Taran's deep voice is soft as he sets a plate down beside me.In a passive tone, I replied, “I’m not hungry.”“Tell that to your stomach. I’ve heard it since I walked into the house.” Taran sits down beside me. “Can I explain now?”“What is there to explain?” I asked, annoyed.“It was shortly after we met, just before we mated, that you were having nightmares. One night, you stopped breathing, and a red mark appeared on your chest. I had to shake you awake. You clung to me. It was the scariest moment of my life. You almost died, and I was just in the other room. That is when you asked me to go into your mind and see your dream. I told you that it would allow me to see everything
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