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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 590) Decaying Rope

With the locket of the woman he once loved in his hand, Laszlo rises up from his position on the edge of the cliff as he denounces her name.

“I hate you for what you did and your photograph means nothing to me now!” Laszlo yells as he presses the Turul Amulet onto the monster’s back.

The item steams and burns deep into the red tinted skin of the beast. The Guta lets out a scream and thrashes around as it reacts to what Laszlo has done as the old man hobbles backward to avoid being attacked. Until the beast turns, the old man is unaware of Klara’s entrapment to it. Looking on in horror, he sees her flaccid body being pulled and trampled upon as the creature attempts to remove the locket from its burning skin.

Now panic-stricken, Laszlo grabs for Klara but the forceful pull from the Guta is far too strong and she slips away from him with ease. As the beast moves rapidly in a haphazard motion and a crisscrossed manner, the old man pulls a knife from his pocket and slices through the old decaying rope, cutting Klara free. She is limp and muddy and her clothes torn and tattered but she is breathing, barely.

Whipping violently and screeching with deafening sounds, the creature from the underworld steps back as it spins round scratching at the locket that has now sealed to its skin. With a beastly howl and thunderous pounding, the creature plummets over the edge of the cliff, falling into the deep black abyss with no sound of a landing or an end.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 583) Searching

The chilled water is beginning to become painful with each step Stephen takes and he now realizes that somehow, Klara must have protected them from the cold. Now with her missing, that protection is gone. His clothing feels tight against his body and the stones beneath his feet slippery and round causing his footing to be tricky.

Flickering on the earthen floor is the candle that Klara gave Tamas and it is the only one out of the group left burning. The young man bends down and carefully picks it up just as Stephen steps onto the dry earth. Zsofia rushes to him and as she puts her arms around him, she realizes for the first time how terribly cold the water is.

“Stephen, you must be frozen.” She says as she pulls back quickly.

“I am.” Stephen stutters from the cold as he answers. “Where is your grandfather?” He asks as he shivers and looks around.

“He went into the water to help, but. . .” Zsofia starts to say then stops short as she looks at her brother.

It is obvious Tamas has been crying and he appears heartbroken as he holds his candle out in front of him, diligently searching the water’s edge for his grandfather.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 508) The End

Any doubts or reservations Lyla may have had are abandoned as she is held in the strength of Crispin’s arms. Both find themselves enveloped in more love and passion than either has ever known.

The warmth of Crispin’s lips near Lyla’s ear sends a fiery spark of energy through her body that he too feels in response. In a delicate loving manner, he softly speaks:

“May thou love me and as the sun follows its course, may thou follow me. As light to the eye, as bread to the hungry, as joy to the heart, may thy presence always be with me, oh one that I love.”

The End

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 507) Devoted

Fixed on each other, Lyla and Crispin stand upon the long stone path, hand in hand, not doubting their love or questioning their sincerity. Lyla does not know how, but Crispin has brought her to this beautiful place. Smokey weaves in and out around their legs as she too feels at ease here.

The surroundings are a setting Lyla knows all too well from her dreams. It is a location she recognizes and is familiar with and at one time promoted fear within her. However, that feeling and lack of understanding no longer exists. She knows this is where they will spend the rest of their days together as companions, as lovers, and as builders of their own destiny. Oddly enough, she has a sense of contentment about her. It is as if she has indeed returned home.

With passion and delight, Crispin pulls Lyla to him as they hold each other in the radiance of the bright sunshine. This devoted connection between them is complete and what was to come to be, is now realized and fulfilled.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 506) Just Believe

Standing in front of her, Crispin slowly spins Lyla around to face in the direction of the dwelling behind them. It is not the small cottage where they fell asleep, but a larger version of the same structural design and detail. Flowers spill out of window boxes and a nearby pool of clear water ripples from the constant flow of a low rambling waterfall. Large white rocks stand in the distance offering a bright contrast to the greenery that surrounds them.

“Welcome home, Lyla.” Crispin says as he stands beside her, holding her at the waist.

“This is still a dream, isn’t it?” She questions with doubt in her voice, then laughing as these words leave her lips, “I fell asleep on the bed and now I’m dreaming, right?”

“No,” Crispin grins as he shakes his head. “This is very real, Lyla.”

“But. . . ?” she starts to ask.

“No need to question it, just believe in it.” He replies as he takes both of her hands in his.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 505) Our Home

“You can open your eyes.” Says Crispin as he runs his fingers along Lyla’s chin. The murkiness around them is still there but soon begins to diminish. Lyla can now see Crispin clearly. He is standing in front of her, facing her and he greets her with a wide smile. The feeling of floating has stopped and she looks down at the stone path below her feet.

The hazy misty smoke that surrounds them begins to float away. Starting at their feet it pulls back and clears rather quickly. Shaking her head slightly, she finds herself standing where she has stood before in many dreams and visions. Out in front of her are hills of green and clusters of wildflowers in bloom speckled along the land. The sky is a brilliant color of blue, flecked with dabbles of white puffy clouds that drift slowly past the brightness of the sun.

“What is this?” she questions as she looks around at the gorgeous surroundings. There is no deep ravine or cliff to fall from only miles of tranquil landscape.

“This is home,” says Crispin, “this is our home.”

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 504) Foggy Cloud

“Where are we going?” Lyla asks as she feels Crispin’s hand in hers. It is not the interlocked hold they had as they fell asleep, but one of him in front of her, guiding her along. He is gently pulling her through this foggy cloud of shadows and at times, she feels a floating sensation as the wetness of the air moistens her face.

“You will soon see.” Crispin replies.

“This is a dream; I know this is a dream.” Lyla mumbles.

“Dreams can come true.” Says Crispin as they stop moving and seem to be drifting slightly above the ground.

“Where are we?” she asks as she increases her grip on his hand still unable to see anything around her.

Fear is seeping into her mind because this journey feels so real, unlike her typical dreams of late where she knows she is dreaming. This one actually gives her the impression it is truly happening and she finds herself very much afraid of the darkness. The nightmare she had of Quinn forcing her over the cliff is strong in her thoughts. She cannot bear to revisit that experience once again for it too felt real, as real as this does now. What if this is truly happening and what if Quinn is not dead after all?

“I am here with you.” Crispin says as a response to her squeezing his hand. He knows she is afraid, he can feel it in how she is holding his hand and by the sound of her voice.

“Let go of reality, Lyla.” He says in a soft echoing tone. “You can trust me.” They seem to have stopped traveling in this strange and curious hollowness.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 503) Watch Over You

“I am suddenly very tired.” Lyla says as she picks a red grape from the fruit tray and pops it into her mouth. She leans back on the sheets stretching her arms above her head and looks at Crispin. “You need to rest as well.” She grins as she takes his hand.

“Yes, I still feel a bit lethargic and need more time to heal.” He states as he looks over at the big fluffy cat sleeping at their feet. “She seems to have the right idea.” He grins as he pulls Lyla closer to him. “Let me watch over you this time.” Crispin says as they lay down together on the bed. Lyla is secure in Crispin’s arms as he holds her firmly, as if protecting her from something unseen.

“I feel so safe with you.” She whispers as she closes her eyes while caressing his arm with her fingers. Crispin grins slightly as he holds her tight. She slips her hand into his and once he feels her body relax, he knows she has drifted off to sleep. Only then does he too close his eyes.

It is now very quiet, a few hours have passed and night has come. Along with it, a dense gloomy mist has crept in covering the land with its wet and darkening shroud. Grass and plants become shiny and moist from the heaviness of the air.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 502) Time Ticks Away

“I feel as if I’ve known you my entire life,” Lyla whispers near his ear and then kisses his cheek. They both feel the energy between them become even stronger than before. “Is this how it feels when soul mates find each other?” She questions.

“I believe it is.” Crispin smiles as he slides the shirt she is wearing off her shoulder, kissing her skin softly. Lying back, she pulls him to her holding him as close as she possibly can and they communicate with unspoken words as time ticks away.

Much later, a distant clock chimes the current hour. Smokey has joined the couple and is sleeping at the corner of the bed near Lyla’s feet. Leaning up, Lyla takes both glasses of orange juice from the tray, handing one to Crispin. In true fashion, he proposes a toast.

“May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.” He grins and they both drink to the toast.

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