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body ached to be held and nurtured. I wanted
to connect to his goodness. I wanted to be safe.
Most of all I wanted to get away from
Aver because his evil consumed me. It overwhelmed my logic. My
connection to Aver was like pure passion beyond all reason. I
didn’t want that. The world could not exist with only base
desire.
I ran toward Shaul. He ran toward me.
His silver eyes looked at me tenderly. I remembered our first kiss
in the dungeon. My body yearned for that sweet tenderness. My arms
opened to hold him.
But, at once, I was pulled back by a
sudden force. It felt like a strong wind had grabbed hold of me and
my entire body retreated backwards through the air and away from
Shaul.
I heard a duel of Latin spells and
enchantments alternate back and forth from Shaul to Aver. I heard a
crying baby. The sounds stopped. My mind spun as the windy force
released me abruptly into Aver’s arms.
I heard angelic voices in the sky
above, “Unholy, unholy.” A million stars trailed through the
morning sky in the shape of a serpent in the firmament. “Unclean,
unclean.” I felt the power of energy pour down upon us in
defilement.
A part of me wanted to be right where
I was, enraptured by Aver’s touch. His hold was strong and self
assuring. It felt right. “Unholy, unholy.”
I turned away and threw my head into
my hands. My hair was wild and messy, falling over my
shoulders
“ Unclean, unclean.” The
voices were beautiful, deceiving.
“ Stay with me, Cordellia,”
Aver begged. “I need you.”
Even in the chaos of the moment, his
words touched me deeply. He needed me. But, then my mind cleared
and I remembered he was the Devil. Was I crazy to fall for his
deceptive seductions? Surely he did not need me. I struggled to get
away. To my surprise, he didn’t fight, and I broke free from him
relatively easily as I fell to the ground.
I heard Shaul’s voice. He called upon
the spirits from the dark side and to my great astonishment, a huge
round smiley face lifted above Aver and me. It was laughing
maniacally. What a strange machination. An absurd horror. I looked
up at the red emoticon, fierce in the sky, and saw it inhale deeply
then suck Aver up into its mouth and shake him by the head like a
rag doll. The smiley face spit him out and burped.
My heart nearly split when I saw Aver
lying lifeless on the ground. I screamed out like a crazed girl,
“What have you done?” My voice was hoarse and raspy as I looked
over at Shaul.
He came toward me, but I ran away not
knowing where I was going. I just wanted out of this world. I
stumbled forward, tripping over a rock. My chest kept rising and
falling uncontrollably as I thought of Aver and how I would never
see him again. He was dead. As much as I logically wanted it so, I
couldn’t live without him. He was me. I was him.
With that recognition, I tumbled off
the cliff. I didn’t even bother to command my wings open. Instead,
I just fell head first into the glistening lake.
To my surprise, the water was cool and
refreshing. I was relieved in a sense to be back in my natural
habitat. My sheer white gown tore away from my body without effort
as my legs transformed into a sleek red fish tale.
Again, I noticed that my vision was
enhanced beneath the surface of the lake. For a second, I had
forgotten that that had occurred the last time. The surroundings
looked crystal clear with sparkling bubbles of air from my fall all
around me. I swam deeper toward the enormous light that shined so
bright in the distance.
The music in my mind was soft and
melancholy. I knew the sadness I was hearing in the rhythms was
because I was separated from my soul mates. Both Shaul and Aver.
But, I told myself I didn’t care because it was the only way I
could swim onward. I couldn’t care. It would be the death of
me.
My mind ached of mental torture. I
felt like my heart was splitting open at the thought of Aver’s
death. Oh, how could I care so much about the most evil serpent of
all