Mystic Encounter

Gothic, Portrait, Woman, Spirit Ball
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Alax didn’t know exactly what to expect as he prepared to enter the Mystic’s chamber.  All he knew for sure was that he had played out all his other options.  The forge was being repossessed by Sir Galor and he had neither the connections or the means to avoid eviction.

At seventeen Alax was the eldest of five siblings, and “provider” for them and their invalid mother.  Alax’s father a powerfully built blacksmith had died suddenly after a brief illness and thrust young Alax into this situation.

Several of Alax’s so-called friends said that he should join the army and send his family to the work house.  But Alax was not prepared to sacrifice his family with such a satisfice.

So there he was at the door of Madam Ursa’s seeing parlour.  Just as the blacksmith’s son was preparing to know on the door, the word “enter” sounded in his head.  He started, and then reluctantly pushed the door open. 

Before he could utter a word the Telepath touched her lips with a finger in a gesture to be silent, and then lowered it to a crystal ball on her table.  

Sit,” a voice said in his head, and with reluctance he complied.  Alax could feel his own heartbeat in his chest as he settled into the chair, and sweat was beginning to dot his forehead.

You seek answers to your fate,” the psychic voice said.  It was a serene voice, that comforted him a bit, and he immediately began to question himself as to whether a voice in your head could have an accent.

Ursa laughed aloud, the first physical sound she had made since his arrival.

Alax felt embarrassed and looked down and tried to think of the cottage or the ford, or anything that he might not mind being “heard.”  

“The army is not for you, young Alax,” the mystical voice said in his head.  “You and will however need to go on a voyage, and there you will make your fortune.  When you have completed the task I will set you, you will return and serve me.  Your family will be under my care until you return, and Galor will not trouble them.”

Alax was confused, and conflicting thoughts raced through his head.  

“If you are willing to accept my terms, allow me to affix my mark upon your breast.”

After a pause, Alax nodded and opened the front of his tunic.  Ursa laid her palm on the centre of his chest.  The touch was soft, and strangely arousing.   

Ursa laughed again, as Alax blushed and tried to move his mind to other things.  

When she removed her hand, a diamond shaped mark was on his skin.

“Now kiss me and depart,” the Mystic said in her mind-voice.

Alax again complied and as he did, he knew all that he would need to do to save his family.


Padre

Wordle #215

Telepath/Allow/Touch/Lips/Soft/Lower/Satisfice/Chest/Heartbeat/Affix/

Serene/Voyage

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