XVI

     "Put yourselves together."

      What was that supposed to mean? Like seat up or buckle down? Was he trying to tell them to brace their hearts and puke fear? Or probably he wanted them to come together. But they were together at the moment. They'd clustered like some bunch of grapes strapped to the twig of a vine. They didn't have any choice to make regarding what of sort makes their master was. They could only pick their legs to the haughty rhythm his rage and chopped consciousness played to them. They were merely pawns and wouldn't fight the thoughts. Of course they wouldn't fight the realization. They loved being in it. They had no choiced exception. What exception could they had had? They had been made to believe the lie that Ja Lia was more of a spiritual being than natural. And who would want to fiddle with a spiritual monster? When lightening is outta the bottle, who on earth can imprison it? Of co