The Hunt for Knowledge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 67

“Ah Elskan,” he pulled back with such sorrow. “I want nothing more than the next millennium in your arms but I feel our friends call.” He pushed a stray lock of purple hair behind her ears, nibbled her neck, and inhaled deeply.“That word, Elskan, you have said it before. What does it mean?”“What?” He looked at her quizzically now. “I have said a word you don’t know?” Tilting his head in wonder, he added, “Out loud?”She smiled coyly now, “Yes, a few times. Elskan. Once when I was hurt, and I think another time when we learned of the sharks,”Visibly flustered, he put his hands at his sides. Tense now, he turned to go, but she grabbed his elbows, “Not so fast buster, you didn't answer.” The smile she gave him was playful, teasing, almost a challenge. He sighed and closed his eyes. Remembering. Oh, why couldn’t some things just stay buried? It had been so very long. Finally, he spoke, “It is the name a man calls a woman he loves. In your tongue, it would be equivalent to dar

The cairn now glowed blue. It pulsed and throbbed as if it had a heartbeat. Kaya stood, just like Katalea’s premonition, pacing, but this time she was not intently focused on the stones, she was focused on Katalea. As if waiting for her. “Can you guys see her? Am I having another vision?” Katalea questioned.“Oh, we can see her, and frankly she is terrifying….” Aquina answered, awe in her voice. The big cat kept pacing, her soft pads making no noise in the silent chamber. Her eyes never left Katatea’s.“She means you no harm,” Katalea whispered, feeling the joy of her panther overtake her. “She is me…” Katalea continued, confidence radiating in her voice, understanding now. “She never left me.”Katalea felt the longing to be one with Kaya rise up. She hadn’t realized how abandoned she had felt by her own self.Kaya’s eyes filled with anguish now. Her proud head bowed, almost in shame. “It was not my wish either,” she said, obviously hearing the cries of Katalea's heart. “It w

They feasted and rested, curled up now by two’s on the sofas. Katalea thought of how far they had come, virtually all strangers the last time they were in this room. Since they were back in Egypt she had messaged her grandfather. He told her things were a little unstable on the island and probably not a great time to bring the whole group back. Instead he had a team bring the book back to the University under heavy guard. They would deal with that tomorrow. Tonight was for rest and healing.His words caused her some grief, she was homesick for the island. She lay with her head nestled on Dakari’s shoulder while he played with a lock of her hair. She wondered what the trouble was, and found herself very anxious to get back to her “regular” life. Would this quest really be over tomorrow? Across the room, she could see Zinnia getting fidgety. She was up, then down. She had checked on the food numerous times, but they had all had their fill and lay sated, waiting for her to f

The dawn brought out the songbirds and to Luca’s ear there had never been a sweeter sound. As he lay in his enormous bed, he could barely make out Zinnia’s small form amidst the blankets. He thought wryly to himself that he would have to take care not to lose her. His bedding was grey, as well as the sheets. Not because it was his favorite color, but more, it had felt like the absence of color. His life had been stark and colorless. “But no longer,” he thought as he marveled at the fast-paced beating of his new heart. “Zinnia could make it any color she wished,” he smiled so much it hurt his face. He was sure his life was about to be multicolored.His heart has never been so free and light, his energy level so amped. He wanted to run and shout from the mountain tops. He laughed at his own lovestruck thoughts. “So this is how they get the sappy lyrics in all the love songs,” he entertained the thought as he lay there playing with a purple lock of her hair.As the light rose in