Short Story, The Wyrd and Wonder

Unexpected Wizard

“Psst, boy!” said a voice out of nowhere in a quiet study room.

Luke an eleven-year-old boy looks around but sees no one. He feels a little bit scared he was alone and his tuition teacher had left him to complete a worksheet.

Luke had a big exam coming and his parents had made him take so much tuition to catch up with the other kids in school.

He hated school.

“Psst! Boy over here! Pick me up now!” came the voice again. Luke looks around but sees no one but there were two white ivory statues of little Japanese men in kimonos on a cabinet.

Luke walks over to them.

“Yes pick me up!” shouts the voice scaring Luke backwards. It was coming from one of the statues.

“Who are you? Are you a demon? A Ghost?”

“None of those. Come now pick me up!” the voice demanded like an angry uncle.

Luke sniggers, “Why should I? What do I get in return?”

“I’ll make you the smartest boy in the world. How’s that?”

Luke wouldn’t need to do homework anymore if he became the smartest boy but he would love to have new video games too.

“Ok, but I also want unlimited video games!”

“Sure sure.” Says the voice.

“You promise?” but the voice doesn’t reply.

Luke picks up one of the statues but it doesn’t say anything. He picks up the other and the voice comes back.

“Yes! Now kiss me!”

“What!?” says Luke disgusted, “Eww, no way!”

“You want your video games or don’t you?”

Luke lowers his lips in disgust towards the statue closing his eyes but just before it touches the statue the room’s door slams open.

The statues fly out of Luke’s hand and his teacher catches them.

The voice screams in despair.

Luke stood frightened head bowed down. His teacher looked furious.

“Luke, go back to your worksheets.” his teacher demanded and slams the door shut.

Luke dejectedly returns to his table to finish his worksheet.

Soon his teacher returns and sits beside him.

“The little statue you were going to kiss is an evil spirit.”

Luke’s eyes grow round. “He promised me I could be smart and have as many video games as I wanted.”

His teacher shook his head. “No, he would have been set free and hurt you.”

Luke looks at his teacher and for the first time notices how his eyes were changing colours.

“What are you?”

“A wizard. If you study hard you could be one someday too.”

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fantasy, On-going Stories, Short Story, The Faceless Queen, World Weavers

The Faceless Queen VI

“The Evergreen is a land of equality and peace. New and old leaders must follow its customs.” begins Matheus explaining the different leaders to be present at the Evergreen.

In the southeast of the whole of Eludemare, there is the new leader of the Narci people. Once they had been a scattered mass of animist warriors but now ruled by a Sultan named Kol.

Then at the south with the longest distance to travel were the Gonds. A Raja is what they called their King. He is known for his pet Jinn. It is said to have immense powers. To gather all his people under his rule he had let it rain liquid gold, turning their rooftops and roads into gold.

The Raja had rebels but they were transformed into senseless beasts called Kapre, creatures that live inside of trees, afraid to be found and caught by the Raja.

In the Northwest was the Ferou of Afru Ikay. Her people believe her a Goddess reincarnated. She and her people lived on islands that float atop the Kuntor mountain range. Their skins are well known for being as dark as ebony and eyes that glitter like precious stones. Their skin is lined with embedded drops of their chosen precious stone; each drop was a challenge overcome and achieved.

While at the north end of the Eludamare, a kingdom was split in half between siblings. On the northwest was Harr Agatha. Harr was their term for ruler. They were a tall and large people with skin white as snow, hair darker than the sky at night. They were known to be fierce ice warriors.

Harr Agatha’s brother on the Northeast was Athoshen Kalfu, the immortal emperor. Their father had split the land in two for he loved both his daughter and son equally. He was a powerful man for it is said that he held parts of the souls of all that had become the Athoshen. Their wisdom locked in the crown.

It was going to be an interesting gathering I think.

We reach the port of Uvelin, all our belongings brought on board the Evergreen ship quickly.

Matheus happily disappears with the other emissaries from Evergreen.

Kera and I join the crowd aboard the ship. It was loud with no help from crewmen shouting at each other trying to shout over the dignitaries’ conversations.

It seemed King Ubel had invited more than himself. Noblemen dressed in flashy high collared black suits surround him.

While in-between them the royal family of Gayala mingles smiling cordially.

“There’s so much blue blood here, I’m drowning,” Kera whispers to herself.

She was nervous.

I place my hand on her shoulders.

“I am as much scared as you. I have never stepped out of Eydellon. Stay by my side and I will do my best to protect you. We can survive through it together.” I say, hoping I had made the right choice in bringing her.

She turns to look at me and tries to read me.

“Anything can happen, am I just another sacrifice if it comes to it?” not daring to hear my answer Kera walks away.

My heart clenches in my chest.

Do I have an answer to that?

 

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The Faceless Queen Part I

The girl who entered my room was smiling, but it was the kind of smile that never reaches the eyes. The kind that twitches in the corner, when all you wanted to do was cry and run from the monster you could not see.

I was the monster in that room.

The girl comes closer and stands in front of me. Her body is shaking, my servant in the corner would not see it from a distance but I could. I stood there with my glistening golden hair flowing down my back in my royal midnight blue robes with a face that was fading at the edges.

The girl’s smile hardens, she was trying so hard to be willing, like all the other girls, always lying in their minds that this was for Eydollon.

“Thank you for your sacrifice,” I say as I cup her face in my hand.

A tear slides down her cheek, and I wipe it all away with a touch.

She falls to the ground, faceless and void of life.

No one could hear it but me, my father’s voice shouting with joy inside my head, beautiful daughter, so whole and bright!

While the voice of the enchantress whispers in reply, if you genuinely do not wish to do it, you would not. Only you can end it.

I tell myself that it was for my people, for Eydollon but deep in the hole inside my heart it was also because I was selfish.

I step away and move to the back of my room, to hide in the shadows of the candlelight.

The doors open and two of my men silently take the girls body away.

I sit at my desk and begin writing a response to a letter that has come from beyond Eydollon.

Eydollon was now my duty; my father moved on to the afterlife, and his wife, my stepmother, an enchantress has disappeared without a word.

The message had come from the Evergreen, a place in Seers Island where rulers from across the world convened.

It was to address a magical dark mist that wiped out a village in a breath. Homes had been charred, but no fire had been created, bodies ripped to shreds and those who survived succumbed to madness until death took them in a sickness that spread like tar through their veins and led them to explode into a black and red cloud, unrecognisable.

Where were its origins? Who had created it? It was a mystery.

I finish writing my response.

“Kera, ask the guards to pass this letter to the Evergreen emissary, ask him to send it by bird,”  I say as I press my father’s ring on the wax to seal the letter.

Kera, a brown-haired, brown-eyed girl takes the letter without glancing up at my new face. How could she?

I recall the moment I had met Kera.

I was tossed inside an elegant room with other young and beautiful women. I had been curious to meet the girls who would die for me.

 As prisoners, the women would have expected to be in the kind of dungeons other kings provided. Smelly dank cells with no food or beds but as the queen, I offered my prisoners with more than just a simple cot or grub, I gave them feasts, luxurious beds, I made them happy the best way I could repay them.

They all had been surprised and had feasted and slept well, but one did not.

It was Kera, and she was different from the other girls.

“Why do you not enjoy the pleasures provided to you?” I asked, she only frowned and played with her food.

“Don’t you want to enjoy it while you can. With your sacrifice, the Kingdom prospers!” As I said this, a girl at the table had overheard and laughed.

“She is not a willing sacrifice; she is an added surprise to please the faceless one.”

Before I could say a word and to my surprise, Kera had spoken up.

“No I am not supposed to be here, that I agree but what disgusts me the most is how you guys can be ok with what’s going to happen to you.”

All the girl’s eyes glaze over.

“I am willing, for the faceless one.” they chant tonelessly.

Pity and guilt swirl in my belly but I ignore it. I look at all the girls, and they were all afraid but hid it behind a face of loyalty. They were worthy of so much more.

I look back at Kera, and she looks at me with pleading eyes as if she knew I was the faceless one.

(Catch Part II of the Faceless Queen tomorrow!)

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