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CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME No, you have to stop it
Mia went on searching Capt. Zedarh’s cave of treasures for the missing piece of Galagus’s hands of time but it was nowhere to be found. She looked from pile to pile but there was no sign of it. Just then a strange feeling came over her and she stopped for a moment and looked into herself. She felt not like herself; like she had to remind herself that she was her. She then touched her face and her body to feel if it was still her, and looked down at her hands; there wasn’t a clear difference but there was something different about her and she could feel it like the clothes on her body. “Uh Dalagus?” she called out to him. “Yes Mia,” Dalagus responded; with him and the others still holding the hands of time apart. “I uh . . . I think something’s wrong.” “Yes and we’re trying to fix it. Find the piece quickly Mia, the world is wasting away, we don’t have much time. Hurry!” “No, with me, I think there’s something wrong with me.” “What do you mean?” “What’s going on Dalhamavaughn, fi
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME I love you dad
Capt. Jules dipped his hand into Capt. Zedarh’s inner jacket pocket and pulled out the missing piece. “I win,” he said and pulled his sword out of Capt. Zedarh’s chest and kicked him back. He then quickly walked up to Mia who was still on the ground, now with streams of tears running down her face. He reached her and looking down at her like he did before he then held his hand out to her. Mia looked down at it and then back up at him and grabbed it, and he pulled her up to her feet. “Oh my . . . Look at you . . . You look like my mother . . . You look exactly like her,” he said and gave a faint smile. “What is your name?” “Mia,” she answered. “Mia Dalhamavaughn.” His smile grew wider as his dead eyes began to tear up. “You bear her name was well.” More tears ran down Mia’s face; he looked nothing like he did in the photos her mother showed to her but the connection was still there and it was strong. “Here, take this, there’s not much time left,” he said and handed the piece over
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME Mia Dalhamavaughn Krenan
The following day came and it was her wedding day. Mia and Peter exchanged vows and it was a beautiful celebration; a colourful beach wedding with all the guests gushing at how cute they were and looked together. They both said ‘I do’ and they were announced husband and wife, and as they moved into each other to share their first kiss as Mr. and Mrs. Krenan the guests ululated for them. Night fell and the reception was held and in one of the hotel’s halls the bride and groom enjoyed the night with their friends and family; drinking, dancing and just having themselves a good time. Early morning came and as Mia and Peter were in bed sleeping, a sound came from the living room of their honeymoon suite; the sound of footsteps, there was someone walking around in their suite. Mia opened her eyes and lifted her head off the pillow to get a better listen but the moment she did the sound of the footsteps stopped. She then looked behind her to see if Peter was the one who was out there becaus
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME Where am I
It was a lovely day and Mia walked out of the room through the sliding glass double door and onto the balcony, taking in the gorgeous view of the clear blue sky and the even bluer ocean. She walked up to the railing and took in a deep breath of the fresh ocean breeze, smiling to herself and wishing herself to be nowhere else than where she was. She was a brown skinned woman thirty years of age and as cute as a button with big round hazel eyes and with hair curly, long and blacker than the night. She was standing there in her silky night dress when just then someone walked out from the very door and went to hug her from behind; kissing her shoulder and her head, with the widest smile growing on Mia’s face, taken by the feeling of his strong arms around her. “Good morning my love,” he said in his English accent. His name was Peter Krenan; a thirty five year old stud muffin with green eyes and a smile as bright as the sun. “Good morning my love,” Mia said and turned her head back to kis
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME I am captain
Mia moved close to the wall. "Who are you?" she asked. "My name is Mr. Bear," the man said; a medium sized man in his late fifties with a bushy greying beard. "What am I doing here? What's going on?" "Calm down, you're alright." "Where am I?" Mia asked. "You're in my home you're safe." She looked around. "What happened? How did I get here?" "You just appeared here," Mr. Bear answered; not at all fazed by the ridiculous words that just came out of his mouth. "Did I wash up onto the shore?" "No. You appeared here." "What do you mean I just appeared here? People don't just appear out of thin air, how did I get here?" she asked. "You-appeared-here." He spoke slowly, maybe she wasn't hearing him well. "I heard a sound upstairs and when I came up to check what it was there you were sleeping in my bed." "I'm not going to ask you again, how did I get here?" Mia asked. "You appeared here." "Oh my gosh you've kidnapped me haven't you? And now you're going to kill me." "No captain
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME These waters were our home
The day was bright and the sky was blue and on the ocean a ship sailed along; a small sailing ship that Mr. Bear had hired out to take them to where the time keeper was. On it were three men manning the ship; a captain at the helm and two to operating the sails, and standing at the front of the ship was Mia looking into the vast blueness; a vast blueness she had never seen before but felt so familiar it felt like home. Having teleported to the 16th century wearing nothing but a night dress and Mr. Bear being in no possession of any female clothes, had to borrow a dress from his next door neighbour; a dark blue short sleeved dress that was so not anywhere near her style. The brown leather boots too. It was bad enough that she was wearing outdated clothes but outdated clothes of the lower middle class kind was just something else. And the fact that it didn't sit right on her body was another thing. Mia was slendered bodied, like a model, and the neighbour Mr. Bear had borrowed the dress
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME What are the kolossimous scrolls?
Mia and Mr. Bear continued down the long stone path and made it all the way to the end of it where there was another arched doorway that led into a room. They walked in and there were ticks and tocks coming from everywhere. The room was full of clocks. It was a stone room with a high ceiling, a slender waterfall to the left whose waters looked like they were glowing with a faint white light and pools of different shapes and sizes scattered across the floor, and the clocks were everywhere; on the floor, in the pools, on the walls and behind the waterfall; beautifully designed old antique clocks of different shapes, sizes and materials, mostly rocks and minerals. There were clocks made of copper, marble, quartz, amethyst, silver, talc and many others, and they were beautifully displayed. On the walls also were more fire torches burning a bright flame and so Mia and Mr. Bear had more than enough light to see the wonder they had stepped into; a wonder that swept them both off their feet.
CAPE HOOLERTHUND; THE HANDS OF TIME I am just a woman Mr. Bear
Mia and Mr. Bear sailed back to Cape Mackerel and when they arrived they went to one of the drinking places to come up with a plan on how to execute the grand task that had fallen before them. It was a bar called The Whistling Man and they were seated at one of the tables by the window; him sipping on a glass of whiskey and her a cup of coffee. The place was quiet as they were the only ones in there, with a man standing behind the bar wiping down on the glasses."Gosh . . . I feel like I'm dreaming and I can't wake myself up," she said; looking down into the blackness of her coffee but obviously wandering her mind as to just what the heck was going on. Again she should have been freaking out about what was happening to her but she wasn't; for someone that had just travelled to a whole new time and had to play a massive part to preventing the world from being destroyed by a massive beast that feasted on planets and had consumed many worlds before, she was pretty calm. And she didn't li
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