The dökkálfar tribe
The tunnel we traveled down was much more richly decorated and I found myself in awe of the intricate carvings and paintings on the cave walls. Small humanoid brown hairy creatures scurried about and they smiled with their odd human-like faces at us and nodded to the both of us as they hurried past.
Ayira had grown up always haunted by visions of future events and the sight to see beyond the veil. She knew she was different, hearing stories about being born with a caul over her face, she hoped for good luck. Two years ago her parents were both killed in an automobile accident a few blocks away from home and she had foreseen it in a vision, even watching the reaper as he collected their souls. She had tried to warn them both prior but they wouldn't listen. She saw her sister Margaret dying from an incurable illness. Her older sister was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and was currently in hospice care at their house. So much for having good luck. Thankfully she'd never had a devastating vision of her older brother Javidan. Javidan attended the local community college and was a bright and cheerful, attractive man. Luckily for the three siblings, their parents had invested in a huge life insurance policy. The siblings were able to keep the house they all grew up in, afford d
Deagon inquiring mindAfter leaving Ayira I went home. Reapers live alongside humans just across the veil. Gifted humans can see our home doorways and entrances but avoid them from the foreboding feelings they give off.
Ayira completely confusedI walked back home confused by everything that had happened with the reapers. I opened my front door and Mark rushed to my side.
Ayira escorted by a reaperWe headed down the alley and I was walking strangely from the way Deagon was holding me. It looked fine to me but to anyone else wowzers. I heard my ring tone in the distance and hurried to the direction of
Ayira meeting Adaranth
Ayira spending time with my reaperWe left my grandfather's home and headed back to Deagon's house. It was late in the day and he invited me to stay for dinner. I accepted and went in and sat at the kitchen table. He made coffee and poured me a cup of the hot brew. I sipped my coffee and watched Deagon. He was wearing tight blue jeans and a black shirt. He donned a striped apron to cook. I had to c
Ayira my anxious reaperI woke up to the smell of bacon and freshly brewed coffee. My stomach rumbled softly and I laughed lightly. I stretched and saw my dirty clothes still laying on the floor. I looked down at myself and shrugged. Deagon's shirt was long enough. I opened the door and shuffled quickly down the stairs and into the kitchen, running my fingers through my hair."Good morning," I said cheerfully. Deagon turned and looked at me up and down with cheerful eyes."Morning lovely it's already eleven," he mumbled softly and poured me a cup of coffee."I forgot to wash your clothes, I'm sorry," he added, setting the hot brew down before me. I shrugged and told him I'd just change when I returned home. He grins as he sits a plate full of food in front of me.
Ayira getting to know my father and Grim"Do you love him," Viktor asked curiously, watching me wiping my eyes. I glanced at him and said,"I'm sure I could eventually." He nodded his head and glanced with concern at Grim.