**************************
THE FLESH OF PROPHECY
*************************
ELLEN
**************************
The king of the North was just as shocked as I was to
see Kieran open his eyes and pull himself up and I
wasn’t surprised to see him look at his wizard with rage
in his eyes. Kieran shouldn’t be alive at all and more
importantly I shouldn’t be able to sense his gift as he
had released them in a complicated spell that should
have killed him but he is alive and his gift was intact,
how? His burnt skin was a gory sight and he was still
bleeding from his cuts and wounds. He must be on his
final strength and shouldn’t be standing but that was
what he just did. He struggled to his feet with his
clothes filled with holes and tattered. He struggled to
remain on his feet and danced from one leg to another
as though he was filled with wine. He managed to
steady himself and seemed confused at where he was
and the aura around him was quite weak, I wondered
how he plans to defend himself from the attacks of the
King of the North who doesn’t seem too happy to see
him with such a weak gift.
The king didn’t wait for Kieran to get himself before
attacking him with a venomous cursed flames that
hissed as it moved from its creator towards Kieran. I
have never seen such kind before, fire that hissed. Why
the king see Kieran as an enemy was quite surprising to
me but then, he probably doesn’t want to make the
same mistake Lucien did by giving room for his rival to
live this long. The hissing flames came close to Kieran
and I expected him to hurl it back as he usually does
but he was finding difficult to do that, probably due to
his weak gift. He quickly created a shield around
himself but the flames hit him and he fell backwards to
the floor. He screamed of intense pain as he fell on his
back to the ground, the flames still wasn’t done as it
turned around and continued towards Kieran after
being pushed back by the shield. Kieran saw it coming
and spoke some words to the air and then a strong wind
rushed from the east and pushed back the flames
towards its creator. The king put out the flames when
it was very close to it and quickly got himself out of
the way to avoid the wind which was strange.
Lucien was able to stop Kieran’s wind attack the other
time, why is the King unable to despite having the same
gift Lucien had inside of him. Also, Kieran was unable to
redirect the attack of the King but instead tried to
protect himself and when that didn’t work, he
countered the flames with something of his own. What
would have caused that? Does it mean that Kieran and
the King have different dimensions of both sides of the
gift that do not meet but work against each other?
Does that mean that Lucien was the wrong vessel to
have housed that gift and the true owner is the king
which explains why his cursed flames is far more
powerful than that of Lucien’s despite being the same
gift that initiated both? My head was starting to ring
in pains as I tried to explain what was happening.
The King who didn’t look surprised from what Kieran did
stretched out his arms and immediately, Kieran started
screaming from pains I didn’t understand. I became
afraid from the increasing screams that didn’t seem to
stop; Kieran was shouting and scratching his already
horrible skin. He would hold his neck now and then move
to his back, then his leg. Whatever spell the king was
carrying out seemed to be affecting the inside of his
body, probably his blood. The king seemed to know what
he was doing because soon after his recent attack,
Kieran lost focus as he tried to stop the pains and
opened himself to more attacks as his shield fell apart.
The king saw this and quickly hurl another hissing flame
to Kieran but Kieran despite his pains never stopped
thinking and saw that he couldn’t win this fight in his
weak state and did what Lucien did with me by
attacking Melfisius sending forth a powerful lightening
towards him. The king was strangely able to see the
lightening and created a strange wall in front of his
wizard just before the lightning struck which made turn
his focus from Kieran.
As soon as he was free, Kieran made the ground shake
with so much force, it cracked and the walls of the
court crumbled which created a sort of separation
between him and the King. He turned to me and I could
see the pains he just passed through had nearly turned
him mad because his eyes were very red and I could see
tears falling from them. I quickly ran to him and helped
him to his feet but he was more than prepared as he
took hold of my right arm instead, which surprised me
because he looked like he was already dying. He took me
and ran towards the outer court of the palace and
while we ran, I heard the deep voice of the King of the
North uttering some strange words,
“You have always been a coward, Ethan Stones. You
might be the first and the last elemental but you don’t
fare better than an ordinary wizard in a fight. You
have always sought for the easy way out but know this,
I will find you and I will avenge what you took from me.
There will be no hiding place for you as I am now King
of both kingdoms and I will have all I need to find you.”
Kieran continued running towards a particular section of
the palace and opened a door that led to the stables.
He dragged himself into a house and asked me to sit
behind me. He hit the beautiful white horse and instead
of riding through the route to the palace gates, he
took a different path that took him around the outer
court and then he turned towards a little gate at the
far west of the court. We emerged into a certain path
that looked like it was rarely used. We continued down
the route till the morning and then emerged at the
path that leads to the forgotten land. I was shocked
and wondered how he knew where the stables were and
the path. I had a lot of questions for him but I was
much more worried about his body that was still bleeding
and looked decayed.
“I shouldn’t have gone but something kept pushing me
to. Now, I have unleashed another evil on the earth. I
didn’t even get to kill the man I wanted to.” I heard
him murmur to himself.
“Who is Ethan Stones?” I asked after I noticed he
was beginning to talk.
“He was the first elemental, a man so blessed by the
good spirits; he was given the powers of the creation to
stop evil. He did more than just that, that man is the
same you now ride with.” He replied. If that man is
Kieran, then he is surely a reincarnation, just as the
King of the North.
“Do you know the King?”
“He was my rival and the only one whom I found
difficult to take down then. He was the leader of the
golden ones who towed the evil path. I took his gift and
sent it to the underworld for eternity as that was the
only way I could defeat me. Doing that cost me my life
but I was glad I had accomplished my goal but now it
seems that is not the case which is why I am here to
finish what I started. I should have known that Anna
didn’t properly interpret the riddle from my daughter.
His name is Eugune the first and he has a broken
destiny to fulfill.”
He said that and fell back towards me. The talking
must have taken a toll on him, I still don’t know how he
still breathes but we still need to get to the forgotten
lands quickly where I can safely heal him.
The light that left his body then must have been the
other spirit so that his gift which is actually the spirit
of Ethan Stones will merge fully with this body which
explains why he is still alive. The king of the North, who
is actually Eugune the first used Nero and Melfisius to
get back his gift which was banished to the underworld.
He has been planning this for a long time and must
have trusted the spirits to send back his arch enemy in
Kieran. Well, he has what he wanted and not just that,
but two huge kingdoms to himself. Kieran didn’t
actually avenge anyone; he only made it possible for the
one with the broken destiny to return in full strength.
It seems their destinies are intertwined and this looks
more just than a prophecy, it’s a fight between good
and evil. A fight between the good spirits and the one
who rules the underworld. It’s a fight I have no
interest with, my only interest lies with the man leaning
helplessly on my breasts, the strange man I have come
to love.
..... THE END?
