Doubtful…at least to me anyway.
And he spoke directly to me…through his mind as though he expected me to answer. How did he know I could read his thoughts?
This troubled me for the next week and I couldn’t stop thinking of my encounter with him.
My internship finally ended, albeit on a sour note, and I was taking the weekend to rest up and pack before I headed back to Cullowhee.
On Saturday, I began feeling the beginnings of the illness. After working with the flu virus all summer, I knew I had contracted it. Hopefully, I would make it home before the worst of it hit.
By Sunday morning, my fever was raging. I didn’t have a thermometer to take my temperature, but I knew it was high. Every movement put me in torrent of aches and pains. The piercing pain in my head made my eyes water. I kept popping Advil, but it didn’t seem to help much. It seemed I couldn’t catch a break and that my life was destined to get back on its downward spiral.
Though I felt as ill as ever, I couldn’t delay heading back. I had to move out of my room here and I didn’t have the extra cash to stay anywhere else. My car was loaded up so I decided to drive back to Cullowhee. I made it up to North Georgia when my vision began to blur. The images on the side of the road took on a wavy appearance. I talked to myself out loud in the hopes of keeping my heavy lids from slamming shut. I pulled off the road to regroup. When I awakened, night had fallen.
My fever raged and I began seeing Tommy and Sarah. My thoughts turned to the fact that they were the only people I ever had loved. My life had been a total twisted mess of unhappiness and maybe if I could find a soft place to lie down, I could go to sleep and peacefully die in comfort. If I were honest with myself, that was what I wanted the most right now. I never would have the nerve to take my own life, but maybe this illness could do it for me. Maybe then I would find that peace and tranquility I had desperately prayed for my whole life.
I was on a narrow road in the forest somewhere. I was hopelessly lost so I pulled off to the side and struggled to open my car door. It was being testy and wasn’t cooperating. I gave it a shove and it finally swung open.
I walked a bit and the cool air felt so soothing on my cheeks. The pain in my head was constant and piercing, but it was quiet and somehow soothing out here. I wandered into the woods and reached the point where I couldn’t take another step. I was so thirsty…my mouth was as dry as a bone and parched. There’s Tommy…and Sarah! As I reached out for them, I tumbled to the ground, but found it to be as soft as my bed. Then my hallucinations began…
Book 2
Rykerian
Chapter 1
I am power. I am strength. I am the wind. I am speed. I am courage. I am faith. I am hope. I am fierce. I am loyal. I am steadfast. I am true. I am protection. I am honor. I am a Guardian of Vesturon.
Talasi, my human connection, had contacted me. Talasi was the Seer of the Nunne Hi, the Spirit People of the Cherokee Nation. They secretly guarded the Smoky Mountains, keeping humans safe. She possessed the ability to communicate with the living and the dead and often sensed when evil or danger was approaching. She was troubled by a disturbance she sensed in the area. She had the ability to feel a shift of power in the air, both negative and positive. This time she explained it was more of a distressful disturbance...similar to what she felt when someone had been injured. Yet somehow, it was different. She was worried that perhaps someone may be trapped somewhere so she intercepted my thoughts to seek my assistance.
I was in the Command Center of the Compound of The Guardians on Earth when I felt Talasi’s thoughts mingle with mine.
“What is it?” my brother Tesslar asked, noticing my momentary stillness.
I shook my head saying, “Not ‘what’ but ‘who,’” I replied. “It is Talasi. She needs my assistance.”
“What seems to be the
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