The hut on the landform.
"Why does it seem unusually quiet up there?"
Kie quizzed, as he got to the base of the landform. He began to climb in hurry.
"What are these bastards up to? I hope no one is pulling a prank on me. I'm too mad to put up with silly advances."
He muttered climbing up till he got to a point where he could stand uprightly. He looked up ahead of him and saw several people lying on the floor.
"Passed out drunk?"
He took gentle steps towards the displaced groups lying everywhere. As soon as he got near, there was a man lying on the floor face-down, one of Hanik's men.
"Who gave the lot of you the freedom to be dead drunk?"
He dug his hunting boot in the side of the fellow and rolled him over.
"Oh, shit."
He gagged, throwing his face away at the horrific sight; the bowel of the dead man was out.
"What's this?"
He gulped and cross over the corpse of the fellow. He walked closer and for
Red Vineyard."The flood that swept the past. The tide that tames the future. Both tools carved by the wave of time, make an ocean of this hour. Drown the winds in your thrills and give life to the mystery of the depth."The Alan started her chant in Sumerian as the atmosphere began to build. Strong winds began to dribble, dark dances spent on the surface of the brook surrounding the hickory tree.Above the water was Samantha floating in the air. She was lying in the air and floating round the hickory tree. The Alan was standing at the bank of the brook with arms widely spread. Her hair wildly flowing in the air.The voice of the Alan changed suddenly. Her feminine cute voice suddenly had a depth to it. A bass and coarse rhythm building at the end of every syllable.As she continued with her chant in Sumerian, her eyes changed into red lasers and her skin glowed extraordinarily as she transformed into an extraordinarily caramel white beautiful lady
A cave. Somewhere in the woods of Agranah."You are up?"Wealene turned from the deer he was roasting to his back. He was seated on a rock which was several steps away from the mouth of the small cave close to a body of water, a grotto.Standing at the mouth of the cave behind him was Hannibal. As soon as Hannibal noticed him, the former's face changed suddenly. He strode out, but then felt pain in his stomach. He groaned."Were you the one who ordered the attack?"Hannibal had found his words eventually. He was now towering over Wealene, though his left palm clasped to the treated wound.Wealene chuckled and turned his attention back to the meat on fire,"Is that your own way of saying thank you?"Hannibal retorted,"I'm not sure whether it's thank you or fuck you. Knowing what cards you could play."Wealene snickered, looking up at Hannibal. He nodded,"You have much of your father in you."But Han
Evening feast. Agranah."I'm certain that many of you are wondering why this feast has been called for."Jaith started, settled in the throne. There were numerous guards in the throne hall and selected citizens of high class present. On the large table off the throne hall were several courses of dishes."It's reasonable to wonder."He added. He didn't waste much time as he continued,"Some of you might have heard or know that I sent men to seize the Ostler and his group. They have corrupted the woman I've ever loved. Malisa, the princess of the land."A sudden wave of chatter swept across the throne hall. After he raised one of his hands, the noise dwindled and he found his voice again,"Let's not get carried away by the news. Agranites are way too smart to be shocked by news like these."He chuckled,"But the reason I've called you here today is to take the princess as a lawful queen to this throne. As we all know that
Same. "What is this? Samantha... or are my eyes playing tricks on me?"Jaith was perturbed, standing now. He would had fancied the choice of climbing down the throne, but there was no point. Samantha had brought herself closer, not far from where the net-ring was. Everyone was disturbed as well as scared too. Everyone tucking his guts under the sleeves of feigned courage as they watched Samantha in awe. Malisa was one of the stupefied lots. You'd think that she was the most surprised with the kinda expression stalking her beautiful face at the moment. "Not only would your eyes play tricks on you, but be plucked out of their sockets if you don't let him go right away."Samantha had rolled out a ball of threat at Jaith. Jaith chuckled softly and climbed down the stairs of the throne,"And why should I do that? Oh, you must think that I would be swayed because of your grand entrance. Though I have no idea what you're up to or
In the woods of Agranah. "Is that who I think it is?"Hannibal stopped walking and looked up ahead of him in the direction of a large hickory tree. There was a cave next to it and he could hear the lapping of waters from distance; a grotto. There was a lady standing before the large tree, her back to him. He resumed walking and increased his pace this time. As he drew nearer, he caught the better back view which he was familiar with. He nodded his head as he drew closer,"It's her."Getting to her, her back still to him, he wanted to speak, but she'd stolen the stance,"Where have you been, Hannibal?"Hannibal was shocked as he stuttered,"How did you know that I was the one?"He asked and she turned. When she turned to him, her eyes glowed and his confusion took a stray turn. Instead of running away, he moved closer to touch her,"What has happened to you just two days that I'v
An Island. "Quite a view."Hannibal muttered, looking at the island up ahead of him. "Have you been here before?"The paddler of the boat called at him without turning. Hannibal moved a bit to the side,"Just once. There's no much difference since the last time I came here. Only that, I'm wondering why other buildings are not built here."The boatman turned slightly,"What's the point. It's a super small island. An island you can walk its length and breadth in just few moments. I guess this only building is left because of threats.""You mean everyone must be in a eyeshot?"Hannibal had quizzed. The boatman nodded in response. He then pulled the boat to a stop,"Here we are."Hannibal stepped off and reached into the small pouch hanging down his shoulders, lapping on his left waist. "How much is that?""Three bronze coins."Hannibal smiled as he sort t
Kattiput. "Are these all?"Alanor called, settled in his throne. Haya was seated next to him. Since she had decided to stay back for a few days, he had asked that another throne be made for her in just a day. Which obviously was done. "Yes, Alanor."The guard bowed a response. Alanor, unlike several other kings surrounding him didn't put much worth on honorifics. But he could kill for respect. He wouldn't mind if a romper called him by his name, but he would had have the head of the eldest man chopped off if such questioned his position as a king, because of his stature. He'll both kill and die for that. "Get me a sword."He instructed and the guard pulled out his own sword. He wanted to go give Alanor but Alanor held up his small hand,"I'll come for it."He climbed off his throne. Haya assisted him and leaned forward to kiss him. They did. As he walked down, the five noblemen kneeling before him shudde
In the woods of Agranah. "What's this place? Did it grow out of nowhere?"A hunter called at two others who were having a gist behind him. One of the two stepped forward,"Maybe you are mistaking. In a typical forest, several paths seem to mislead. You'd think you've been a place but then it's just a lookalike path."He pushed up his arms as he concluded,"Just as we have humans who look alike, same goes to several other natural concepts and creatures."The first man who had initiated the comvo sneered,"Why is this fucker making a poem outta a simple question? Don't you get tired of your random thoughts? I bet no one can live in that messy mind of yours, such would be choked to death."A fourth guy suddenly walked out from behind a large tree, fixing the tightener of his tunic; he obviously had just finished passing out waste. As he drew near to the remaining three, he called,"You don'
The Arena. "Now that the King has been crowned and the Queens have been celebrated, it's now time to have the games. But first, we'd be starting with blood and gores... let all the women take caution now. If you cannot contain the emotions, you won't be held against your will to remain seated. But if surely you have nothing to fear, I shall then call in the gladiator!!!"Hannibal took a pause, looking away from the crowd who occupied the arena to every corner of its length. He looked at his back, at Kie who was elegantly dressed as a king, the gold crown sitting majestically upon his head. Beside him to the right was Malisa and to the left was Sam. The parents were behind them; that particular elevated spot of the arena had been consecrated for the royalty and family. Kie nodded him to continue and he did. "By the order of the great king of Agranah, Kie Azholophased, I thereby introduce to you the great terror of the men of the East, a bea
Through the woods of Agranah. "What if Malisa figures out that the both of us disappear a day before the coronation? Don't you think she'll have a lot of reasons to be jumpy?"Kie took a glance at Samantha whose horse was going gently beside his. She smiled at him,"Are you saying that she would think that we absconded again?"He nodded looking away,"Definitely. It's quite the thing to think about. And to think of it, we found our way back to each other after that sex. Now I know what I want and who I truly love.""And who's that?"She teased, intentionally avoiding his gaze. He chuckled and made his horse stop. He climbed off it and walked to hers which had stopped too. He got to her and turned her on the horse. He turned her to face himself then buried his face in her stomach. "Of course you, Samantha. You are the one I love genuinely."He looked up at her, his face soft and reflectiv
On a boat. A lagoon. "So I convinced her. She surely believed me."Shamaica said to Amani who was standing very close to the edge of the boat on the other end. Naturally, the boat should tilt and fall over but 'twas mysteriously stable on the water. You could call that magic. "Why do you make it sound like you have done something evil. All you did was tell the witch the truth. If I was a third party, I would think that you have an ulterior motive."Amani turned to her and the boat shook. Shamaica was seated at the extreme end, on a plank connected to both ends of the boat; six other planks like that made rows of seven seats. "Sorry, master. That wasn't the intention."Shamaica apologized. Amani huffed, then started walking back to her, jumping from one seat to the other till she got to the middle. "Why do you call master? It's reasonable to think that you chose to become my disciple in order to cultivate your p
Night. The King's chamber. Agranah. "I don't think this is the right thing to do."Kie was reluctant to walk to the bed. His back was pressed to the door. His eyes traveling across the room. The room was lit in red candles, the floor clothed in beautiful flowers. Kie needed no soothsayer to tell him those were the efforts of Malisa. And Malisa was already in bed, half-naked, her white night gown was transparent and revealed every sensitive part of her body; especially her hard and standing nipples. "What do you think, Sam?"Kie decided to look away from Mal. That was the only way to counter the arousal he was having. Sam on the other hand was still wearing her gown. Though her cleavages were revealed, but her dresses were at the peak of modesty. "I don't know. I'm not sure I can stand it."She walked away from the bed, beside which she had been standing, heading towards the door. Malisa slid
The Palace Garden. Agranah. "Why do I feel like we have to uproot all these flowers and replant new ones. The blood and sweat of the warriors seem to ridicule their efforts to grow."He walked around the garden, careful of the traps he'd once heard Wealene talk about. "But for a fact, one must agree that Wealene is quite the genius. How could he had thought of creating such deadly shortcuts and traps. He must have a lot of things going on in that thick head of his.""I bet you can't say that it to his face."A feminine voice came from behind him. He was familiar with the voice, and therefore found no reason to turn to her. "After all, he's the father of a woman you love."She added, advancing towards him. "Go away, I don't want to talk to you."She halted few steps away from him. He kept on walking towards the pit. She followed. As soon as he got to the pit, he stopped then looked into it. 'Twas
Within the Palace walls. The dining hall. "Now let's talk about the king's coronation feast."Elonaise proposed over breakfast. Everyone of them was gathered at the table. Only Hannibal was missing: he hadn't arrived from the island yet. "Can't it wait until we finish dining?"Wealene had made an exception. He seemed to be in a better state now. For all that there was, he was seated and had his usual expression stalking his face. "There's no kid here. Why should we do that? Or do you fear to choke on the meat?"Elonaise trolled. Wealene glared at him for a while. Mara looked from one end to the other. Kie was seated between his wives. Mara between the two men, each set opposite each other over the table. "Kie, when do you want the feast to be?"Kie who had been enjoying his meal, paused for a while, then looked up at his mother. He could feel the eyes of the rest heating up his face. He picked each of t
Through the neighborhood of Agranah. "Where are you taking me to?"Kie was impatient now, and he wouldn't move anymore. He had been keeping his calm all this while but now that they were past the arena and were walking through the plain towards the East, he'd decided to stop his horse. Samantha who was leading ahead of him didn't stop. She wasn't going to give in to his threat. She was now a different person. Ever since Kie placed her as a second choice. Twas quite a wonder that he decided to come with her after she told him that there was someone who wanted to speak with him. "You think I'm joking? I'm turning around now!"He pushed the threat further and then she stopped. She turned on her horse and called at him,"Don't be a sucker and catch up. We are almost there. What a bore you are!!!"She grunted and nudged her horse, turning away from him. "A bore?"He called on top of his vo
Towards the plains of Kattiput. "What kinda life is this?"Alanor panted, taking a break. He could see the plains of his land few steps ahead of him. He was on an unnamed spot between the woods behind and plains ahead.He resumed walking, his clothes dusty and dirty. His hair unkempt, face rough, lips cracked, shoes worn from the tiring journey. His heart was faint, but dropping dead or refusing to walk would do him nothing close to good. "Why are there no wandering warriors on patrol?"He remonstrated, advancing towards the plains. A realization dawned on him,"Even if many died in the war, but I left few back at home. Aren't they supposed to be worried about me?"He was now walking through the plains. "And there is no horse. What fate is this. Why do I fall into wrong hands over and over again."The view up ahead of him was blurry because of the hotness of the sun. He could hardly take a long s
Agranah. Wealene's Chamber. "How do you feel now, father?"Malisa helped her father up. She handed him the goblet filled with concoction. He took a long gulp of it, not allowing the bitter taste to ruin his motivation. "Like shit. But it's a relief that I won't die. Let that choad just wait till I recover, he would wish he didn't know me."He tried to lie back down, after handing the cup back to his daughter. She looked inside the cup,"There's still some portion left. It'll work together.""Malisa?"Wealene called, after getting comfortable. "Yes father?"His face housed a thin smile,"How about you be a good daughter and take the remaining portion for me."She rolled her eyes at him,"Why would I ? Was I the one who was bitten by the dick of a God?"She tried to laugh stealthily but he caught her. "So, now you're against your only father?"