“That can’t happen. As long you know where it is, so does your aura. You can trust your aura. Let’s go outside and try it.”
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Kadd left without a kiss after he watched Kalara make a few successful anchors. Kalara’s last one took her back to the dais and map in the Acama Lair. And by anchoring to the lair she didn’t automatically summon the other Acamas as she had the first time she entered through the door. She walked around the lair with new eyes, appreciating the space and glad it had no connection to Ravanan.
She was free! A smile grew on her lips and stayed there. Free to come here, free to live here, and free to leave whenever she wanted. She could definitely live here and already the place felt welcoming to her. The enchantress draped Heed and strolled to the food alcove for that pizza she had seen earlier.
The warmed pizza was sitting on the map somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, Kalara was hovering at the pinnacle of the room to learn what she could about herself and other Acamas. She stuffed the last bite in her mouth and then turned her gaze down towards the pizza far below her. “ANOTHER SLICE!” she cast and smoothly a slice pulled up and away from its neighbors with the cheese stringing into threads.
It wasn’t difficult to tell which embossed gold tiles were of Tristan and Morada due to their distinctive crystals on their bodies. But Kalara had a harder time telling the difference between hers and Kadd’s walls. That didn’t bother her though. She wasn’t the same sad dragoness that Ravanan had found so long ago. Kalara started planning how she would further her story on her wall, whichever one it was.
With a full belly Kalara went out to the rim to retrieve her mummies. “Annette! Jeremy!” Her eyes scanned the trees. Jeremy emerged and ran to her. “Where is Annette?” she asked.
“She’s dead! He burned her!”
“Dead? No. She can’t die. What do you mean he burned her? Who?”
“That blue dragon. He came here looking for you and when he didn’t find you he blew fire on us!”
“But dragon fire wouldn’t end her! Look at....”
Suddenly Kalara was whisked away.
Kalara reappeared in water and darkness. Super cold salt water forced her lips apart and gushed into her mouth and nose, filling her lungs instantly. She had no air! What was happening?!?!? Then just as suddenly her aura pushed the heavy water away to form an air bubble around her, the power drain of it caused Kalara to crumble weakly to the muddy ocean floor. She turned over and got on her knees to expel the salt water from her lungs. Her hands and knees sank deep into the cold soft mud but she could feel them start to warm from her body’s natural antifreeze.
Her chest ached from the strong expulsion of the water. There was nothing but darkness all around and it was equally quiet except for her sniffling.
Coughing still, she managed to cast “SUNLIGHT” into the nothingness of the bottom of the ocean. Beside her was something big. She stood up and turned to look. A dragon. RAVANAN! He was dead and he had taken her with him just as he said he would!
How could he be dead?!?!? What killed him? She was done with Ravanan but wasn’t ready for him to be dead! Without another thought Kalara targeted Ravanan and cast “MUMMIFY”. Ravanan roared, his voice dampened by the still water around him. And there in the deep of the ocean Ravanan the Dragon Lich rose up to kneel in front of his sunlit Enchantress.
About the Author
Rachal M. Roberts was born in 1972 and grew up in the forested hills of NE Oklahoma and still resides there with her husband and 2 children. Her heritage is ¼ Native American from the Upper Cayuga Band in Canada. She has always loved rocks and earned her B.S. and M.S. degrees in geology from Oklahoma State University in Stillwater, Oklahoma. While in college she was in the university choir and sang opera. Rachal is a licensed UST Remediation Consultant and has written many risk assessments since 1996. She began her own successful private consulting business in 2008 for leaking petroleum storage tanks and started writing The Cursed Dragon that same year. She is also an avid gamer of epic fantasy RPGs and MMORPGs but will also pull up a chair for tabletop RPGs and board games. Rachal never considered being an author until the stress of starting her own company unveiled her imagination, causing her to write her first novel, The Cursed Dragon.
About the Book
What if dragons were real and among us right now in today’s world? Apex predators of all colors, 70 feet long with magical blood that they wield masterfully to care for their food source and herd: the human race. These dragons aren’t pets nor do they allow humans to ride on their backs. The Cursed Dragon brings together what other stories have not, European and Oriental Dragons, AND gives the answers to why and how they exist without us knowing. This believable fiction covers all continents and weaves science, history, and real locations into the fabric of fantasy.
The purple dragoness Kalara used to be an Acama, a leader of dragons titled after the first king of the Aztecs, Acamapichtli who was actually a green dragon posing as a human over 600 years ago. But now she is lost; living as a human without magic in Tulsa, Oklahoma under the care of a Medicine Woman called Annette. The humans say Kalara has amnesia but that isn’t exactly right. She has been cursed with a magic spell of empty mind and confusion by an unknown enemy.
Now its up to a blue dragon named Ravanan, who is a master at mind control spells, to find Kalara and fix her fragile mind. But while he and Kalara work hard to regain her magic and memories the enemy is growing and infecting the herd...
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