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Twirling With Apt in a Sea of Blackness

Updated on April 22, 2017
Apt | Source
Nebethet | Source

"Six months indeed!"

Thanks to my spiritual teacher, Master Ra, I learned how to time travel. I visited many planets during my sabbatical. I noted how others lived, the kinds of merchandise they bought and sold, and the types of foods they enjoyed.

At the end of my hiatus I decided to abandon the priesthood and my homeland, Chalemy.

My wish was for my elders and my family to forget about me. So I continued to journey because the sun was dying on my planet.

When the popping and buzzing first started. I should have climbed into the boat. Being curious I didn't. After the clamor faded, Grand High Priestess Apt appeared in my apartment screaming, “Nebethet, you're late from the sabbatical!” Her voice was bitter and sharp as well. "Six months indeed!"

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Gosh, I hadn't heard my given name spoken in over a year and a half. I went by the name Beth now. Apt was still hefty and overbearing as ever. Though her clean shaven head, pink eyes, and pale complexion revealed signs of a recent sacrifice. "Do you realize the havoc you've created?"

Did she really expect me to answer that question? I of course cared about Chalemy while at the same time I wasn't ashamed of my desertion.

Couldn't she see how happy I was? I'd let my hair grow long. My face was sparkling. I had new friends. I was having a ball in this strange world.

The colors outlining body is the Aura.
The colors outlining body is the Aura.

She Was a Master Practitioner

"It took me ages to find you.”

How did she locate me? I know for certain I blanked all the signatures from my aura. But then again Apt was a master practitioner. And more than likely probably examined other bio-imprint markings. Yet unknown to me. Why couldn't the grand high priestess just let me be?

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"I'm not leaving with you!"

"You're coming home with me!" She placed a hand on her hips. "You'll need to perform a sacrifice to cleanse yourself."

The word sacrifice let alone the mere act made me cringe. I could only time journey when my blood level was normal. It took months and months to recuperate from the ritual. "I'm not leaving with you!"

"We shall see!" Apt glared at me icily. "Your blood will be used for the sunscreen pills.


The Vessel Crystallized Inside My Mind

She began to chant loudly to open a vortex to transport us back. I closed my eyes and focused on the flatboat. I hoped to sail away before the gate opened. An outline of the vessel crystallized inside my mind. The smell of the cedar wood began to fill the air. Then the frame waxed and shifted into a three-dimensional mass.

I walked around the boat. I felt its upturned pointed ends with my hands. I sat in the chair. I rested my feet on the hull. I took several deep breaths.

As my breathing quickened the boat started to rock and wobble. When I opened my eyes I spotted the grand high priestess inside it. "Get out," I yelled infuriated she'd defiled my vision. Apt yanked me from the chair, resulting in both of us losing our balance. We fell causing the flatboat to topple.

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It Felt as Smooth as Marble

I awakened in my quarters at the temple. I recalled snippets of twirling with Apt in a sea of blackness. I sat up. The din from the construction of the underground city was deafening.

I ran my hands over my head. It felt as smooth as marble. I arose from the bed and proceeded to break all the mirrors.

Afterwards I peeked out the curtains. A large dark reddish-orange sun glowered in the sky. Below people were gathering in front of the temple.

They wore white hooded clothing and masks inserted with goggles. No doubt word about the fresh batches of sunscreen tablets had spread.

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      Irma Cowthern 2 years ago from Los Angeles,CA

      Thanks for the compliment.

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      NONI OLABISI 2 years ago

      I loved it , great writing, stirs the imagination up. I'm left with a since of freedom and how much more powerful we really are and just haven't tapped into it yet.....