The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living, dead or in between is probably totally intentional, SO DEAL WITH IT!
He held her close and felt the firmness of her body against his. “Is this the end?” He asked.
“No mi Vida.” She replied, “It is just a new beginning.” – The Chronicles
Chapter 1 –Coming Around Again
It was one of those earth shattering headaches that promised a world of hurt in the near future. Problem was, the near future was already here. He groaned as he rolled over and promptly fell out of bed.
“Damn”! He swore softly. Because to swear loudly was to make his head pound harder. Some hangover he thought. But wait, he had not been drinking so what brought this on? He opened his eyes to the brightness he had thought was due to bright sunshine but now saw was provided by artificial illumination as there were no windows in the room.
Where the blazes am I? He wondered. He certainly wasn’t at home, nor was he at work. He hadn’t been at work for ten years now. He scanned his surroundings, a low bed, a table and some chairs, a dresser and two doors.
One open door led to a bathroom. He crossed to the other door and tried it. Open, well that was a good thing, not a prisoner then. He stuck his head out and saw that the door led into a corridor. Well, enough time for exploration later. He went back to the bathroom door and stepped inside. There was a tumbler on the sink along with a wrapped toothbrush and toothpaste. He filled the tumbler with water and went to remove his teeth. That was when he got the second shock of the day. His teeth would not come out! He looked at his mouth in the mirror and saw two neat rows of permanent teeth where dentures should have been. He looked closer and received yet another shock. Who was that looking back at me? The face staring back at him was not the one he remembered from last night! Not a strange face, but surely one he had not seen staring back at him in decades. A fair-skinned face with a scraggly beard and a mane of dark brown hair. He took stock of the rest of his body and found that he had lost the overweight flab of his seventy years and instead had the body he remembered from his mid-twenties. He showered as he pondered what all this might mean.
Randall Vines had gone to sleep last night in his Brooklyn apartment on the eve of his seventy first birthday. He had bid goodnight to his friends and well-wishers and turned in rather early. Next thing he knew, he was here with a killer headache and a relatively new body. But where was here?
Avalonia – The Nexusa
She knew it immediately upon his arrival. She still did not know how that worked.
A locator! That’s what they told her she was. This must be how that worked. She felt his presence and the general direction of his location. She had been here four weeks and this was the first time she had any evidence of her talent. Dana West continued to brush out her long red hair as she pondered this new feeling. West! Of course, that was the direction of the processing facility. She did not know who he was, only that it was indeed a male and that he was a member of her pod. But which member was he? It was all so confusing.
Six weeks of acclimatizing herself to this new environment, this “new” body, this strange new world. She had awakened after the accident none the worse for the wear. At first, she thought it was a hospital room, but she soon realized it was more like a plain hotel room. She had found clothing laid out for her in the bedroom. After dressing, she thought it prudent to explore. Leaving the building she realized that she was no longer anywhere near her dorm. In fact, she had a sinking feeling she was no longer anywhere near the university.
Now all she could think of was this persistent urge to move. Well, might as well get on with it and see just who or what it is I have located. The facility was a day’s hike from “the village” she found herself in. It reminded her of a story she had read where everyone went around addressing everyone else by number. She finished binding her hair into a pony tail and gathered her few belongings and headed out the door and began her westward journey.
Randall stepped into the empty corridor and took in his surroundings. An empty corridor greeted him in either direction. He turned left and started down the corridor. Presently he came upon another door and he decided to open it to see what lay beyond. He stepped into what appeared to be a dining area. Several tables and chairs were set up in the room with a counter against the far wall. Behind the counter a doorway led to another room. Randall turned and started for the door he had entered the room from. He was stopped by a startled gasp from behind him. He turned and saw a young woman standing behind what he had taken for a serving counter. As he faced the woman her eyes opened wide and she gave him a deep curtsy.
“My Lord!” she said.
“Pardon me?” said Randall, “I am no one’s Lord, and my name is Randall Vines, Randy to my friends.”
“As you wish, my Lord.” the woman replied. “I am Nedra if it please your majesty.”
“I think we are getting off on the wrong foot here lady,” he said “you must be mistaking me for someone else. I get that a lot. Guess I have one of those faces.”
“There is no mistake sire.” Another voice said
Randall saw that an older man had stepped into the room and had addressed him. He appeared to be middle aged with a vaguely European appearance. He sported a thick mustache and a shock of unruly hair. The newcomer turned to the young woman and addressed her. “Nedra, see to his Lordships wants. He must be famished after his journey”
“I could go for a burger and fries now that you mention it.” Said Randall
The young woman turned and scurried out of the room to carry out her errands.
“Allow me to reintroduce myself sire.” Said the stranger “My name is Albert and it is my pleasure to serve as your chancellor. Let me be the first to welcome you home.
“Albert,” said Randy “do you mind if I call you Al, Albert strikes me as being much too formal.”
“As you wish Sire.” Replied Albert.
“And let’s lose the Sire crap OK?” said Randy “If I am so well placed in this land of yours, and exactly where is that, by the way, how is it that I don’t know squat about this place?”
That Si…, Randy is a rather long story.” Al said.
At that moment the serving girl entered the room with a platter piled high with what appeared to be hamburgers.
“Ah,” said Randall “It appears that I shall be occupied for a while, so why don’t you start with why my memory of this place is like a block of Swiss cheese.”
“Let me start with your first question.” Said Al “ In a nutshell, you are at the center of the Multiverse. Some would refer to this place as ‘The Gump’ or the well of souls. But we fondly refer to it as The Nexus. Given access to the correct Portal, you can gain entry to any point in the multiverse. For the last 80 days, subjective time. You have resided on Earth with no memory of the existence of the Nexus.”
Why am I buying this load of crap? I should be rolling on the floor laughing at this crazy guy, but something is ringing true here. Thought Randall
“Go on. “Said Randall “Why is It I don’t remember anything about this place?”
“There was a problem with your retrieval Randy,.” Said Al “You were retrieved by the Countess Maria Magdalena who has carried out hundreds of these retrievals without incident. But, this time something unprecedented happened and she was unable to complete the process. If you are quite finished with your repast, there is something I must show you.”
“Lead on Al.” said Randy.
Al led Randy out of the room and down one of the corridors he had been in earlier. As they turned left into another corridor they were met by a young red headed woman.
“Well hello lover,’ said Dana. ‘Had I know it was you I was drawn to, I would have engaged turbo speed!”
“I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure miss! Randy exclaimed.
“Oh, you’ve had the pleasure, as have I.” Dana said “And quite a few times at that. What’s the scoop Albie? Is this an act or can it be that he really does not remember me?”
“Mr. Vines,” said Al “Allow me to introduce, or shall I say reintroduce you to Miss Dana West, formerly of Earth Prime. Dana. I was just about to show Mr., Vines to the retrieval chamber.”
“By all means Albie, if you are going to get all formal on me then this has got to be some serious shit!’ exclaimed Dana.
“Here we are.” Said Al as he opened the door leading into a rather large chamber.
In the center of the chamber were several beds. One of which was occupied by what appeared to be a life sized doll.
Randy stopped short as he gazed upon the form on the bed before him. Dana frowned as she looked upon what appeared to be a mannequin of a strikingly beautiful woman with long black hair and Hispanic features.
“Contessa?” Dana asked.
“Gypsy?” Randall said.
Randy turned to Al as the color drained from his face. “This woman has been haunting me for over sixty years. She was at my ‘death bed’ and told me we were bound for a new beginning.”
“Randy,” said Al “this is what remains of the Contessa Maria Magdalena Santos-Perez-dela Vega. It was her self-assigned mission to watch over you on Earth Prime after her departure from there. The Contessa is a spirit walker and one of your most experienced retrieval agents. Needless to say, something went wrong during your retrieval and she was unable to guide you properly back into the Nexus stream. Part of her mission was to reintegrate you into your Nexus persona. We found you both on the floor in the Portal chamber. We have not been able to make contact with her ethereal persona in order to determine what the problem is.”
“Well shit!” exclaimed Dana “This is a fracking fine kettle of fish now isn’t it?”
Something is not right here! I should not be phasing in and out of my body like this. Can it be the excitement of being with him again? But no, get a hold of yourself Maria. He is still only a man even if he is THE Man.
The Contessa Maria Magdalena Santos-Perez-dela Vega repositioned her grip on Randall Vines. She had to get him through the Portal before the last spark of life left him or the recovery process would be that much more difficult.
There it was again, that unsettling feeling that something was not as it should be. She had this feeling of unease ever since she had materialized so that she could recover Randy. It would have been so much easier if she could have remained in her ethereal form and just guided him to the portal. But she had waited too long and there was no way he was going to get there on his own power, She could remember only one or two other times in their 900 year history when he had been so dependent on her.
There it was again, she had just tripped over her own feet again, or had she? There was an unaccustomed stiffness in her left ankle and her left arm was not responding as it should.
Another twenty feet to the shimmering outline of the elevator shaft that hid the Nexus portal. She was not imagining it, her body was becoming stiff as though dipped in plaster. The portal had flashed a sickly green color when she had stepped through from the Nexus. That must have been when she’d been attacked. But by what. Or by whom?
No matter, she thought as she crossed the portal, we will soon sort this out. DUNCAN TO ME.
Suddenly she found herself on the floor and unable to move. She released her spirit from her body and looked down on herself as Duncan Jones entered the room.
Duncan ran into the room and bent over the Contessa.
“My lady!” he cried out, “Whatever is the matter? Do you need help with His Majesty?”
Out of the corner of his eye he thought he could see the spirit form of the countess, but she did not solidify as she usually did and she finally faded from his sight. He picked up her still form and carried her to one of the beds in the other room, He then went back and picked up Randall Vines and gently deposited him in one of the other beds.
He thought he heard the Comtessa’s voice telling him to go and get the chancellor.
Yes, he thought, that is what I will do, I will fetch Chancellor Einstein. He will know what to do.
With that thought in mind, Duncan Jones rushed out of the room.
The form of the Contessa materialized once again. She gazed upon the still form of Randy Vines, his youth fully restored upon passing through the portal. A single tear rolled down her face.
Querido she thought, this is not how I imagined our new beginning would go. Have I brought you home only to lose you again?
With that thought on her mind she slowly faded from sight once again.
Chapter 2 Your Wildest Dreams
Harrah’s Casino, Las Vegas Nevada Earth Prime
The crowd roared in appreciation as the figure of a man appeared out of the smoke at the back of the auditorium,
“And that, damas y caballeros, concludes our show for tonight.” Said the man at the rear of the auditorium, “My name is Lupus Magus and I bid you all a good night.”
Lupus stepped out of the elevator and into his penthouse suite. He removed the band from his wrist and placed it into his wall safe, closing the door and spinning the dial.
“If they only knew that the band is the secret of your success.” Said a voice from behind him.
Lupus caught his breath and released it slowly before turning and dropping to his knee, head bowed in respect”.
“My lady,” he said, “To what do I owe the honor of this visit?”
“The portals have been compromised.” Said Contessa Maria Magdalena “I have been ensorcelled during my last passage thru a portal from the Nexus.”
Magus looked up at the Contessa. His face took on a stricken expression as he looked at, or rather thru her.
“My lady,” he gasped “you have come to me in spirit form only. This does not bode well.”
“Indeed,” she said “my body lies on a sick bed in the Nexus. I am unable to reanimate my body and it grows more lifeless with each passing moment. I have need of you and the pack, Lupus.”
“I am at your command great lady. But how may I, your humble servant, assist you in your hour of need?”
Maria Magdalena chuckled softly. “The great Lupus Magnus.” She said “Humility never did sit well on you, even before I entrusted the pack to you. But come, get off your knees. Time grows short and we have much to do. When did you last use the portal projector in yon safe?”
“About an hour ago during my act.” He said rising to his feet. “I experienced no problem with its function.”
“No.” she nodded “it would be difficult, but not impossible, to tamper with a personal portal. Still, it would serve you well to use extreme caution before returning to The Nexus.”
“Highness, what is the total picture. What can we expect?”
“I was able to return the Emperor to the Nexus, but I was unable to reintegrate his memories before I was stricken.” She said.
“So, he does not know who he is, or how important he is?”
“He does not. The Chancellor is doing his best to educate him, but you know how stubborn our Lord can be when he sets his mind to it. I fear he is extremely vulnerable with his memory in this state. She said. “Gather the pack quickly and return home before our enemies become aware of his present state. I fear I can stay no longer. I can project my spirit in the waking world for only a short time. Look for me in the dream world later.” She said as she began to fade from sight.
“As you command My Lady.” He said, and abruptly cut off his speech as herealized he was speaking to a now empty room.
So much for a restful night. It will take me half the night just to gather the pack.
With that thought he crossed back to the wall safe and retrieved his person portal projector. He then entered the rest room and opened the linen closet. With a touch to the side of his wrist band, a small portal opened before him revealing a storage space. He removed a knapsack from the space and closed the portal.
Indeed my lady, this band is the secret to my success along with the other gifts you have bestowed upon me. I. We shall not fail you.
Lupus touched another stud on his wrist band and walked thru the doorway that appeared in the air before him.
Where the hell am I? And more to the point, when the hell am I? Oh I get it, I am dreaming>
“Are you certain you are sleeping, lover?” said Dana West “Shall I pinch your delicious buttocks to make sure? Or would that just get a rise out of you link to the old days Lucian?”
“Who the hell is Lucian and what are you doing in that get up?” asked Randy.
“You tell me lover, it’s your dream. Would you like me to get rid of this get up as you call it?” said Dana.
Randy looked her over more carefully. She appeared to be wearing a fur dress with a chain mail vest and a skirt of metal strips. She wore a belt from which hung a sword and had a spear attached to her back with a thong of some sort. How could a woman wearing so much appear so undressed?
“No.” He said reluctantly “Keep your clothes on and tell me why you are calling me Lucian?”
“That was your name when first we met.” She said “Do you not remember? We met on the plains of Spain battling the Moors.””
Suddenly another figure appeared before them in the dress of a medieval ranger. She wore a bow across her shoulder and a quiver of arrows on her back. On her belt she wore a long dagger.
“My lady.” Exclaimed Dana with an exaggerated curtsy.
“Sonia, Lucian, well met.” Said the Contessa Maria Magdalena. “Put your hormones in check Sonia. This is his dream, not your erotic fantasy, although I must say the Roman battle gear does display his legs so fetchingly.”
“Maria!” exclaimed Randy with a blush “Perhaps you can tell me what the hell is going on here. If this is a dream, it is truly a weird one. How are the two of you here?”
“What lover?” said Dana “You never dreamed of two beautiful women before?”
“Of course” said Randy “it’s just that…. Could this get any weirder?”
As if in response to his query, a large wolf appeared from nowhere, Randy reached for the sword at his belt only to be stopped by Dana/Sonia.
“Relax lover, it’s only Lupus” said Sonia.
“Lup.. who?” he said “that is a wolf!”
As he watched, the wolf transformed into a heavily muscled man. A totally nude man! Not totally nude after all, he wore a black studded wrist band of some sort. As he watched, the man was suddenly clad in the uniform of a Roman centurion.
“My Liege!” Exclaimed Lupus slapping his fist to his chest in a Roman salute. “I, Lupus Magnus, am your humble servant and I am here at my ladies behest.”
“Bien!” Maria said “We have little time to waste. I have no idea how long Lucian will sleep and the world of dreams is the only place where I am sure that I will not fade away. I still have control over my presence in this world at least. Lucian, allow me to introduce the current head of your Imperial guard, Lupus Magnus, and It appears you have already met Sonia, though I believe she was introduced as Dana West. She lives to serve under you and I leave that open to your interpretation. Be that as it may, she is a capable warrior and I would and have fought by her side at any time.”
“Lupus.” Said Randy with a short bow “A pleasure to meet you. I trust the name has some connection to your appearance. A werewolf. Will wonders never cease?”
“Ah, you don’t know the half of it my liege.” Said Magnus.
“Hold on” said Randy,” I take it you all hold me in some respect as a royal personage of some kind?”
All three nodded in unison.
“Good. Then I decree from this moment forward that you drop the honorifics and just address me by my name. “Said Randy “I know that one of you at least will have no problem with this.”
“A pleasure Lover” said Sonia with a wink.l
“To business.” Said Maria “Randy, if you recall, I appeared at ‘your deathbed’ in order to retrieve your essence and return you to The Nexus. This was to be a routine transfer which was to end with your memory fully restored. Somehow, our enemies managed to ensorcel the portal I used to place me in the state I am currently in. I can only assume their objective was to sabotage the restoration process. Why the spell did not work on you, I do not know. But our enemies did not take into account my abilities as a spirit walker nor did they recall my Lycanthropic abilities. In any case, with the help of Lupus and Sonia as your bodyguards, Albert as your instructor and a few of your close associates, we must begin an accelerated reeducation course before our enemies get the chance to regroup. With that, I will leave you to return to your sleep. We all need to marshal our strengths for the task ahead.”
“Just so you are aware, your true name is Lucian. You are the Lord Emperor or The Nexus and you have been absent for eight months during your sojourn on Earth Prime. Albert will fill you in on some of the other pertinent facts in the morning.”
Suddenly Randy found himself back in his bed.
That was intense. But was it real or just a dream of no substance.
This again Lover? The night is still young and there is some reeducation I need to give you on an important matter.
With that Sonia disappeared under his sheets and a very warm feeling began to envelop him.
Well, why not? When in Rome….
The Dark Realm
“Is she dead?”
“No great one.” Replied the messenger “She lies in a petrified state at the Center.”
“The Gorgon spell should have killed her by now.” Said Ayesha. “Bring her to me.”
“That would be most difficult, Highness. She is heavily guarded by her pack’ said the messenger.
“And how fares the Emperor?”
“It appears that he is at a loss on how to proceed. He does not seem himself. Almost as if he does not know the powers he can wield.”
“Ahhh” hissed Ayesha “He has not fully integrated. This may yet be used to my advantage. Go now, see what resources you can marshal to bring the Contessa to me.”
With an imperious wave she dismissed the messenger and took a seat on her couch to go over her options.
I had hoped that the Gorgon spell would negate her spirit walking abilities. Apparently she retained enough of her abilities to summon help. Perhaps if I move quickly enough I can gain his confidence, after all, it has been a long time indeed since last we set eyes on one another.
With a self-satisfied smile Ayesha, Empress of The Dark lay back on her couch and fell into a light sleep
Lucian woke to the sounds of shouting and metal clashing against metal.
“To arms” someone shouted “we are under attack! Protect The Empress!”
Lucian leapt out of bed and ran out of the door into the night.
“You’re gonna need this. Lover” shouted Sonja throwing something at Lucian.
Lucian caught the sheathed sword and looked at it in amazement. “What am I supposed to do with this?”
“It’s like riding a bike lover, it’ll come back to you real quick.” She yelled as she engaged two men with wicked looking scimitars. “Watch your back Lucian!”
Two men came out of nowhere and their intent was pretty clear. Lucian pulled the sword from the scabbard and parried a slash to his head. He countered with a thrust to his attacker’s abdomen quickly pulling his sword out he swung at the other attacker and sliced through his arm at the elbow.
A pack of wolves came around the corner toward him. Lucian raised his sword to defend himself.
“No!” Exclaimed Sonja “That’s Magda’s personal guard. We need to get into her chambers now.”
They ran into the building on the heels of the wolf guard. There were bodies sprawled by the entrance to the contessa’s chambers. They entered the chamber to the sight of six scantily clad men and women facing the Contessa’s bed. Leaning over the bed was a richly dressed woman with long black hair. She held a dagger in one hand. Contessa Magdalena Rosario held the woman’s wrist with one hand while gripping her throat with the other.
“So Lucrezia,” the countess hissed, “you have come to finish what you started. I thought I detected your machinations in this.”
“How?” gasped Lucrezia “You should have been dead long before now.”
The wolf guard stepped forward and disarmed Lucrezia. One of the men raised a hand, now transformed in to a wolf’s claw and prepared to strike.
“Hold!” commanded Magdalena “We need to question her. Take her to the cells.”
“As you command majesty.” Said Lupus.
As the guard left the room, the chancellor entered the room. With a nod to Lucian and Sonja he made his way to Magdalena’s side.
“Countess, it is good to have you back.” Said the chancellor
“Not for lack of trying on Lucrezia’s part, Emrys.” Said Magdalena “Lucian have you been brought up to speed my love?”
“Not sure what speed you are referring to Countess.” Said Lucian “I don’t even know who the players are at this point. Everyone keeps getting new names and bodies. It’s like a Homerian epic around here anymore. How is it that you are moving around again, you were doing a good impression of a mannequin when last I saw you?”
“Fortunately,” she said “our enemies mistake the recuperative abilities of members of the clan of the wolf. Apart from being a spirit walker, I am a lycanthrope, Therefore I heal at a vastly accelerated rate.”
“Are you telling me you can’t be killed?” Lucian asked in awe.
“None of us can be killed.” She replied “At least not in the permanent sense that you think of as death. We can be removed from this plane and be reborn elsewhere in the Multiverse. But eventually we return here to the Nexus. We have survived at least a hundred of these transitions in our lifetimes.”
“The Nexus,” Emrys said “was created as a result of the greatest cataclysm of the Hyborean Age. The so called destruction of Atlantis. Atlantis was not destroyed, but slipped into this corner of the Multiverse. Much like the Homerian epic you referred to”
“This is all too incredible to believe.” Said Lucian.
“How do you explain your prowess with the sword? Have you had fencing lessons?”
“No, I have never held a sword in my life. Don’t you people have guns for defense here?”
“Firearms do not work in the Nexus. Most of the advances of science do not function here. Having used both science and magic, I can say I prefer it this way.”
“Majesties!” Lupus exclaimed as he reentered the chamber “The Borgia witch is safely locked away in the cells.”
Thank you Lupus,” said Magdalena “is the compound secure?”
“It is Highness, the guards are clearing the bodies as we speak.
“I fear the Dark Empress has begun her offensive against us.” Said Magdalena. “Sonja, call a meeting of the council for tomorrow morning, we must provide the Emperor with the information he needs to rule effectively.”
Atlantis – 900 BC
He woke to a blood red sky.
Is it today? Is the day of prophecy upon us? Nay, it is but another minor eruption of the volcano.
Emrys looked out of his window and observed the normal flow of traffic in the streets. He thought that the normal foot traffic supported his thoughts that it was a more or less normal day. He sighed in relief and turned back into his chamber and poured water from the pitcher on the table into the waiting basin and began his morning ablutions. Perhaps he would put off his studies with Apollo until later in the day. Maybe he would stop and visit Lucian and Magda before he went to resume his studies.
“Emrys!” called a strident female voice.
“Good morrow to you Sonja” replied Emrys as she appeared at his doorway. “To what do I owe this early morning visit?”
“I am experiencing premonitions of doom this morning. Do you sense something amiss?”
“Well, I must admit I felt some misgivings when I awakened but…..”
His words were cut short as the floor began to vibrate beneath their feet.
The Nexus – present day
Emrys entered the council chamber and stood to the left of his Emperor and Empress. The council of twelve stood around the table. To the right of Magda stood Lupus, head of the Imperial guard. To his right stood the warrior maiden Sonja.
“You may be seated.” Said Magda.
Everyone took their designated seats.
“Kherion, how do you propose restoring The Emperor’s memory in as little time as possible.” Asked Magda.
Kherion, the Imperial Sage cleared his throat before replying “Since we are in dire need of restoring the Emperors memory, I can only suggest that Emrys cast a spell of remembrance on him.”
“It can be done,” nodded Emrys “but it will require one, possibly two days to restore all of his memories.”
“Perhaps you only need to restore key memories.” Stated Sonja “After all, he recovered his prowess with a sword when it was needed.”
“Hmmmm,” said Emrys “That may indeed be the key to a swift return of his memory, but it will not guarantee his total recall.”
“Let it be done.” Commanded Magda.
“Hold on there.” Said Lucian, “Don’t I get a say in this procedure? I don’t really know any of you people.”
“I am hurt by your mistrust, lover” said Sonja with a wicked grin, “I thought I showed you all you needed to trust me the other night. I know I left nothing to your imagination.”
Lucian glanced at Magda and blushed.
“More the reason for restoring your memories,” Magda smiled “Sonja and I are not the only wives you have had in the last ten millennia my love.”
“Ten what?” gasped Lucian “I guess I have a lot of catching up to do.” He turned to Emrys “I know I have heard your name before, how well should I know you?”
“We have known each other since before The Sundering Sire.” Replied Emrys.
“Are we in agreement then?” asked Magda.
All around the table the council nodded their agreement.
“Sire,” said Emrys “I will meet you in your chambers when I have prepared my potions.”
As one the council rose from their seats and bowed to Lucian as he left the room with The Empress and the Warrior Maiden.
A few minutes later Emrys entered the bedchamber where Lucian sat of his bed. He handed a vial to Lucian and instructed him to drink it all. As Lucian downed the fluid in the vial, Emrys began to chant arcane phrases.
Suddenly, Lucian felt as though he was floating off the bed as the spell took effect.
(To be continued Georgetown GA Dec 26, 2013)