i remember a promised path
as i remember your word
before the throne
within the light
there is only love
all glory and honour is yours
sanctus. santus. sanctus.
Dreamweaver – age 24
He learns to edit his memory strokes on the mined mind of intentions.
They are crucial to the undercurrents of this journey. A careless thought or
worse, a frivolous deed, is all it takes to delay the work he has to do.
Perhaps fortunately for him, delays are manageable although inconvenient; they
mean only that he will have more time to make errors and so must expend his
energy to keep a balance on the new tangents.
He is assured of the primary intent that cements the work that is to be
done, no matter his impediments. He is conflicted by his instincts and logic of
individuality. He is spurred by his collective purpose.
The Queen shall rule through the advent of the two princes. He will
ensure their birthright into this empire. He sees her in the corporeal moment
with the seeded cells. He beckons the glowing twins to join him. They are ready
for you, my lords. With a wave of his hand, the twin orbs are carried gently to
the newly formed husked devas who are now given charge to watch over and grow
them prosperously.
\\ She was held in his warm arms. Just once with his touch and she knew
this would change something in her life; she felt a bravery to follow through.
May I enter, he murmured. He pressed in closer and caught her breath with a
kiss.
\\ Inhaled. Pause. She was somewhere different now, her very soul
entombed in a viscous void that was concentrated yet empty. Her physical body remained
some place else. She was between a breath and a heartbeat, that single pointed
moment when she was nowhere and everywhere. She heard harmonic sounds
surrounding her, soothing her to an Eternity.
\\ Pause. Exhale. The sensations give her mind a deep seated focus
behind closed eyes and opened senses. He is with her, beside her, around her,
and in her. My king. Estamos aqui nací con tu glorioso propósito; Dios te creo
porque amor. My kingdom comes in earth.
\\ She is enamoured by the gentle play and the soft touches as they
move through the torus of energy together. Can this be the First Love; her self
is trying to label the experience to make sense of the sensations. He can feel
her thoughts and moves rapidly to soothe her rising state of anxiety from over
thinking before contracting her into his self and then leading her back into
the space.
\\ Her awareness shifted as she opened her eyes. Her breathing was deep
and paced. She was back in the room, encircled in his embrace. He was breathing
just as deeply and as measurably. Her body temperature had soared and matched
his feverish tone. Together again, they fell asleep contentedly.
The elemental dragons course through their cellular territories,
spinning new mass as they gather and divide. A castle of ivory grows to the
north and a tower of diamante structure rises in the south. They are protecting
the embryonic souls. One of them guards the crown and traps its ethereal
essence, another possesses the magic to soothe and energize the young progeny.
They are very potent creatures of fire and water.
Not yet fully formed, the neonasci souls are able to infiltrate the
fortresses, into a palace of wheels as they speed faster than light through the
sections of creation. He adds a few more codex treasures to the crown and bows
to the dragon guardians as he leaves.
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