The Theron Residency (Brides of Theron Book 4)

by Anthony Lorino, Rebecca

  It was hard to explain how these little elementals flew. They didn’t have wings, per say. It was more like a displacement of air that churned all around them. Laura could see that the majority of the energy swirled over their backs in the shape of wings and under their feet that cast an iridescent glow where ever it flowed around their tiny bodies. When she looked at them sitting all together on the counter, she instantly thought of fairy godmothers and the princesses of fairy tales and mythic lore. Their dresses matched their names, which complemented their element. Terra wore brown and green that symbolized the Earth and all that grows in the fertile soil. Windy wore a white and light blue that represented the clouds that hung in the air of the sky where the wind blew. Emberli wore a dress made of reds and oranges with tiny hints of blue to symbolize the fire that was her gift. Rainy wore a dress of blue, sea greens, and white that gave the look of crested waves crashing against the shore. They were all a beautiful sight.

  She thought about all the memories and past history shared between her and these small women. They were immortal beings who had long memories, but they adapted to her lack of this quality, always patient to bring her back up to speed. They let her set the pace of their reconciliation. It was also crazy how little Laura changed with each incarnation. Her hair was a different color, she would be a little shorter or taller, based on who her parent’s happened to be at the time. The elementals in front of her never changed, not even with age.

  “Where’s Anora? I thought she would be here this morning.” Laura asked just before she added honey to her tea and stirred it slowly.

  “She went to an orientation meeting at the Reincarnate office,” Windy said followed by a gasp and her little mouth forming the shape of an “o” as Emberli smacked her square in her chest. The impact was so hard that it knocked the wind out of the poor elemental. Rainy and Terra were shaking their heads in the background.

  “What was that for?” Windy said giving Emberli a look.

  “You know that Anora wanted to tell her the news herself. You have such a big mouth Windy! That is why no one tells you anything.” Terra said looking away from her and shaking her head.

  “Well, I thought…” Windy began and was interrupted by an aggravated Emberli.

  “We are supposed to bring you to her. She said that you are ready to go to the evolution temple today to meet with her parents. She will meet us there,” Emberli said. Windy was deep in thought trying to figure out how to broach the topic she really wanted to talk about.

  Rainy lifted up the white outfit on a wooden hanger. “You have to wear these clothes to the temple.” Laura took the hangar from her and fingered the material.

  “It is made of hemp, which is why it is so soft. We brought you some shoes as well.” Terra pushed the white flats over to her.

  “It’s beautiful,” Laura said as she looked at each piece. The white pants were drawstring style with a flowing white blouse adorned with mother of pearl buttons that reflected their iridescence as she tilted them to and fro in the light. “What happens in the evolution temple?”

  “You learn to embrace your multi-dimensionality. Then you realize that there are no limits to your potential. You can live forever and travel vast distances with just a thought. The prospects become limitless for you. You might even start looking at the possibility of starting a family with your beloved.” Windy said whimsically.

  “You and I both know that I won’t be having any children.” She took a sip of her tea and reminisced on the memories she relived in the library. Month after month of disappointment when she realized that there would be no baby this time. Followed by the realization after years and years of trying it was likely never going to be. She felt the tears come to her eyes. Just several days ago she was talking to Jeeka about preventing pregnancy. Now, she found that with the participation in the memories of her former lives, she wanted more than ever to be a mother and have a child wrapped protectively in her arms. To finally give Ceran that single gift would be a miracle. It was the root of why they returned to be incarnated over and over again. This life might finally bring the joy of an infant into their lives.

  She drank the tea down to the dregs of tea leaves and put the cup down. Terra looked at the empty mug and said, “Care for a reading of the leaves?”

  Laura’s mouth tilted up in a smile as she said, “Sure, why not?”

  Rainy leaped off the table and said, “While you do that I will go and get her breakfast.”

  Terra took the mug and clapped it down over the saucer and righted it. When the leaves settled along the bottom and sides of the cup, she began to read. “I see that you will soon face changes in your life that may bring challenges.” She pointed to a segment of leaves forming three humps on the bottom edge of the mug. “I also see love, see the heart there?” She turned the mug this way and that to get a better glimpse. “You will travel great distances and have many adventures. There is also a great conflict in the near future, but it will lead to peace and prosperity for the people that you will be helping. This star in the center of the mug means you will always have luck on your side and see much success in your life.” She put the cup down and raised a hand to touch Laura’s cheek. “The fortune in this cup is good. You may yet see a child born to you. See the cross here.”

  Laura choked on the tears that now started to fall. “Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

  Emberli and Windy stepped forward and said, “We promise to look after your children just as we did for Anora. All you have to do is ask.”

  “Is Anora really going to be incarnated?” Laura asked as she wiped the tears away with her fingertips.

  “She started the process months ago. She is just waiting for the parents that she picked to conceive. When that happens, she will leave Agartha immediately.” Emberli said somberly. “We have a theory among us that maybe her leaving might be what it takes to bring you a child of your own. We have thought that for eons and told Anora so.”

  “Why has she chosen to go back now when she has always been so afraid to do it before?” Laura asked.

  “Her true love, William MacLeod, was reborn recently and we tracked him down. We have been looking for him forever. He was born three years ago in Scotland near Dunvegan Castle. He is a nephew of the current Laird, Hugh McLeod. She wants to give it a shot with him and has found a kind MacDonald couple nearby that has ties to William’s current family.”

  “Will they find love again? A love like the one they found before?” Laura asked.

  “Maybe. There is also that risk that they will find that they aren’t compatible this life. But, that is a risk that Anora is willing to take. But, between you and me, I think that the strength of the love they shared for the short time they had together will prevail. They deserve a full lifetime of happiness. Don’t you think?” Emberli said with a gentle fire in her eyes.

  “Besides, we will always be with her to help her find her way,” Windy elbowed Laura the arm and winked, “and nudge him in the right direction if he gets off track.” That started the giggling between the elementals that sounded like a bunch of tiny bells ringing.

  “I have breakfast. Eat quickly, for we must get ready to go. The transport is already here to take us.” Rainy chimed.

  She ate fast and changed into the white clothes brought for her. The fabric was stretchy and comfortable like well-worn pajamas. She slipped on her shoes and went out to the four fairies “oohing” and “awwing” over her. They all flew around her head and picked up strand after strand of her hair, tucking and braiding each one, arranging it in a tidy up do that was secured by ribbons and bows.

  “You look beautiful. Let’s go and meet your grandparents. They will be so excited to finally see you again.” Windy said.

  “You look like perfection,” Rainy chimed in.

  “Enough dawdling! Let’s go!” Emberli shouted from the transport.

  “Will we come back here?” Laura asked.

  “No. That is why I sent Rainy to get your bag.�
�� Emberli said as Windy emerged under the threshold of the door having difficulty with the bag in question. Laura met her half way and took the bag from her hands. She drifted up the stairs of the hovercraft and the ramp swung up to close behind her.

  The transport hovered up and over the trees at a speed that threatened to wreck her hair. She sat down quick on one of the side benches and watched the tops of the trees pass at breakneck speeds through the gap left in the side wall by the short ramp. “Why are we moving so fast?” Laura shouted over the sound of the wind whistling in her ears.

  “Because we’re running late. All that talking this morning took more time than it should have, and now we have to make up some time. Don’t worry, we’re almost there.” Emberli said.

  She sat back and looked at Terra and Rainy holding onto the center pole for dear life and stifled a laugh. As much hard as the wind blew and the craft jostled, their attire and hair never faltered. When they came to an abrupt halt, Rainy and Terra fell back into one another with an audible, “oomph”. She giggled and bent down to give them a finger on which they could right themselves. The ramp folded down and Anora beamed at her as she stepped down the ramp.

  “You look beautiful, my daughter,” Anora said as she stepped forward to hug Laura and gently kiss her on her cheek. “My mother and father can’t wait to see you.”

  Anora took her hand and pulled her forward toward the white crystalline pyramid adorned with a golden capstone that was inlayed with enormous diamonds that reflected it’s golden and white light in all directions around it. It had to be taller than the Great Pyramid of Giza. She looked up at the enormous structure and all around. Surrounding it were lush gardens with palms and other tropical plants in full bloom. The landscape was painted with beautiful reds, greens, blues, and whites all bathed in the golden light.

  “What is this place?” Laura asked as she hovered along the path.

  “Remember when I told you what my parents ran the evolution temple in Lemuria. They continued to do this here in Agartha.” Anora said as they crossed the threshold into a vast room with runic writings carved on every wall. They were much like hieroglyphs in the old Egyptian temples that she had seen pictures of, but the writing was more otherworldly in nature. Symbols with curves, dots, and lines that you would imagine existing in an alien language.

  “What is the writing on the walls? I’ve never seen anything like it.” Laura asked. She didn’t see any recollection among her memories of the evolution temple and had no idea what to expect while she was here.

  “It is the written blessings for this temple in the light language. It is the language of the Universe. The light language is the language that people spoke on this planet before the surface of the Earth fell into the lower dimensions. You have learned it before. The reason you don’t remember the temple is because all memories involving the Evolution temple are buried deep within the subconscious. It is so that when you go through the process, you enter with a naïve heart and pure soul. Just relax and you will do fine.”

  “What’s going to happen here?” Laura said nervously.

  “You will find your way home and return to your ship when you realize who you really are. You are a higher-dimensional, unlimited, beautiful being with a great talent for healing others. You will acquire your true nature and abilities and understand fully how to wield them. You will become the woman you were always meant to be in order to forward the goals of the Universe.” She stopped and looked into Laura’s frightened eyes, “You are ready for this, and I know it.”

  “And, if I fail?” Laura said, voice shaking.

  “You won’t. You have never failed at this before. But, don’t tell my mom and dad that I said that. If they knew that I did, they would be furious with me.”

  “Will I see you after this? I mean, I know that you are being incarnated. Will I have to find you like you found me?” Laura asked.

  “We are linked you know. I always found you and you always will find me. I will see you in about 25 years. It’s written in my soul contract. They will give it to you as soon as my incarnated body is conceived. It will appear in your mind’s eye and you will be back to get me when the time comes. But never fear, if you aren’t able to do it, the elementals will wake me. I have much to achieve on the surface and I am determined to do it all.” Anora put her hand up to Laura’s face and gently swept her knuckles along her jaw line, “Promise me that you will be patient with me if I don’t awaken. I know what it is like. I experienced it several times with you. Be patient and come back often to see if you can change my mind.”

  Laura nodded and said, “I will. Good luck with William. I hope you find each other and share the same love that you once had long ago.”

  Anora nodded and smiled sweetly at her daughter looking deep into her eyes as if she was trying to remember every tiny detail. “I can go no further. You must walk the rest of the path on your own from here.” Anora grasped and squeezed both of her hands and said, “Until we meet again.”

  “We will meet again.” Laura smiled from ear to ear feeling the love in the room open her heart wide. She wanted to send the feeling of grace, and her gratitude in all directions to the mother she knew for a short time in this existence. She wanted Anora to receive her love and thanks for all that she had done in this life and countless others. It was an acknowledgment that the roles would be reversed for the first time ever. Laura would agree to play the role of mother and Anora would be the daughter.

  Anora looked all around her and smiled with joy when the feeling of love saturated her, “See, I told you that you were ready!” They laughed together for a moment. Sincere and hearty chuckles of joy bubbled up and out until Anora’s face relaxed once more. “Now, go on.”

  Laura let her mother’s hands go and turned to walk up the ramp and around the corner where Anora would not see her anymore. She went up willingly and confident that she would not fail. After all, she had yet to fail according to Anora, and from what she had learned at the library, Anora hadn’t lied to her yet. She followed the steps up and up into the center of the pyramid where she met her grandparents.

  She looked them over. He held the fire element and she held water. Together, they balanced each other out. They were her size though, not the size of the tiny elementals that brought her here. She looked quizzically at them and as if he could read her mind, “We are much older and wiser so we are much bigger.” He chuckled deeply, and when Laura fixed him with a questioning gaze, he replied, “You seem to ask that every time you come here.”

  “Oh,” She said. “I’m Laura, Anora’s daughter.”

  “We know who you are. My name is Nanuet and this is Amon. We have met before, but you are unlikely to remember it. We hardly ever get to leave these grounds these days. It throws our energy off kilter when we do and affects what we do here. How can we help you, Granddaughter?”

  “Anora sent me here. She said that I was ready to see you,” Laura said shyly.

  “Did she?” Naunet looked over to Amon, “And she didn’t have the courage to tell us goodbye?”

  Amon looked at his wife sternly, “We will see her again just as we are seeing her daughter now. We have an eternity to see her again, dear. And, given the time constraints you are under, we won’t have the time to visit with you either. It seems that you are required elsewhere.” He looked over to Laura and asked, “I’m sorry, but you must go now. Do you have any questions before you enter?”

  “How can I have any questions if I have no idea what to expect?”

  Naunet motioned to the rugs on the floor, “Please have a seat and we will begin.”

  Laura slowly walked into the crystalline chamber and sat down Indian style on the woven mats that were laid about on the floor.

  Naunet sweetly smiled at her and said, “We are proud of you always. We will see each other again. I know we will. Until then,” and she pressed a button and the door slid shut. The lights began to dim in the room. When she was almost shrouded in full darkness, she h
eard a loud click that made her jump and a warm beam of golden light shone overhead. The beam of light that surrounded her was just as broad as her body. It seemed to penetrate her body sending warm light and feelings of love and belonging into every cell of her body from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes. She closed her eyes and was flooded by memories from only this lifetime.

  The first was of her father watching her sleep after telling her the story about how he and her mother had met. She saw the scene as a spectator looking over her child body lying in the bed with lids shut and eyes moving rapidly under the eyelids in deep sleep. Her father stayed and watched her sleep for a short time, memorizing the details of her face and hands on top of the pillow. He kissed her forehead and deeply inhaled her scent with a whispered, “Good night, Pumpkin.” As he turned to walk out and flip the light switch off. He left the lamp on and the shade on the lamp projected images of dancing stars on all the walls. It was a memory so vivid that it could be real.

  The second memory was of her mother as she took care of her when she was sick in bed with the flu. She spooned the chicken noodle soup into her mouth. She had made it just like Laura liked it with about twenty saltine crackers crushed into it so that it had the consistency of porridge rather than a soup. She would wipe her brow with a cold cloth afterward and leave her to sleep away her fever fueled dreams. However, she couldn’t remember any bad dreams. Only good things seemed to emanate from this experience.

  The next vision was of her brother that spanned from the time that he was first placed in her lap when she was three. He was the most beautiful baby doll that her parents ever gave her. More alive than any of the others that filled her room. She watched scene after scene of the two of them growing up. He never saw her as different, only as a beloved sister. The love they held for each other was unfathomable. When she thought about how he would live his life without her in it she almost started to cry. How she missed them all. It was then that she decided that she would see them all again, one day.