Mother of Darkwaters: Book one of the Vessel series
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“Is that the room?”
Julianna nods.
Rebecca Hindsworth glares as she passes by Tamara’s attacker. She enters the room.
“Damn,” Rebecca says, “How long did you plan on keeping him?”
Julianna remains silent. Truth is, she doesn’t really know the answer to Rebecca’s question.
Rebecca steps out of the room, walks around to the front of Snow, and holds up a machete, “What’s it feel like?”
Julianna shrugs her shoulders, “Like cutting ham?”
Rebecca’s head retreats, “You like ruining stuff for people, don’t you.”
Julianna doesn’t have a chance to reply before the blue-eyed girl turns her back on her. Rebecca uses both hands to violently shove the blade into the boy’s left side. He wakes up screaming. Rebecca looks over at Tamara who is now standing by the double sinks against the wall.
“Is that about right?”
“It was the other side,” Tamara answers with surprised eyes, “But thanks.”
“Huh?”, Rebecca can’t hear anything due to the screaming in her ears.
Thanks, Becca.
The previous captain of the cheer squad walks over and hugs Tamara.
I love you, girl.
I love you.
Julianna isn’t sure if she should laugh, cry, or run. This is a situation she had not considered. Her mind struggles with what should be normal and what should be considered insane. But then again, should any of her life be measured by the governing standards set by other minds? Who is to say that they, themselves, do not possess a certain amount of insanity? And if they do, no matter how miniscule the amount, then it would be wrong to compare her actions against what they say is acceptable. It would be the same as a smaller fish pointing at a larger one to complain that it is a fish. Now that’s insanity.
“What are you waiting for? You started this sister-bond slaughter.”
Julianna snaps out of her thoughts when Rebecca’s voice breaks through the begging sobs produced by David Snow. She watches Jennifer look away from Rebecca and walk towards the tool room. Julianna turns around and heads for the entrance. She stops by Caroline who stands by the wall – away from the terror in front of her.
“When you all are done,” Julianna speaks while staring into the dungeon’s hallway, “The number to open the door is Tamara’s birthday. You can close the door with the red button there.”
Julianna steps into the hallway. She hears a beep followed by two short clicks. The door closes.
Good choice, Jen. Show him how it felt to attend Tam’s funeral.
Julianna turns to her left. She begins ascending the ramp as Rebecca, surprisingly, begins coaching her squad into the mayhem of David Snow’s execution. Muffled screams snake their echo through the hall. Her stones…her adoptive children, eagerly, align themselves among her sanctuary. The Mother of Darkwaters smiles.
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Not the End
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Language of Lilith
Thus far:
aihn (eye-hn):
on
ait (eyet):
of
ayhnaréti (aw-yen-aw-ray-tee):
choice
ayhnslthn (aw-yen-sl-thn ):
children
bééhn (bay-ay-hn):
moon
bélohni (bay-law-nee):
mother
brochsléch (brawhk-slayhk):
masterful
cié (see-ay):
very
daszibix (daws-zee-bee-ex):
judgement
echn (ehk-hn):
light
ecix (ee-see-ex):
lost
ecréaiti (ehck-ray-aw-ee-tee):
life
éhcia (ay-h-see-ay):
such
éhti (ay-h-tee):
she
érié (ay-ree-ay):
lose
estidum (eh-stee-dee-um):
liaress or woman who lies
evols (e-vahls):
land
féaié (fay-eye-ay):
body
féaislo (fay-eye-slaw):
blood
féch (fay-hk):
by
féi (fay-ee):
be
féiéé (fay-ee-ay-ay):
bless
féiééslo (fay-ee-ay-slaw):
blessed
féio (fay-ee-oh):
been
fhcxo (fhk-ex-oh):
but
gariatu (gah-rye-uh-too):
kingdom
hnrix (hn-rikes):
not
hnzéch (hn-zayhk):
naughty
iaéibhn (ee-aw-ay-ee-bhn:
collection
itiéhti (ee-tee-ay-tee):
rebuke
jiéch (jee-ayhk):
pretty
jizeati (jee-zee-aw-tee):
place
joioé (joh-ee-ay):
pale
merné (mur-nay):
god
oi (oh-ee):
a
oiétils (oh-ee-ate-ee-ls):
ascend
oifébhn (oh-ee-fay-bhn):
abomination
orhnzi (or-hn-zee):
indeed
ré (ray):
I
réx (ray-ex):
it
rééh (ray-ayh):
is
réhn (ray-hn):
in
shaixoi (shaw-ee-ex-oh-ee):
worthy
shoiohn (shaw-ee-ohn):
walk
shriavet (shry-uh-vet):
welcome
shrio (shry-oh):
well
shrié (shry-ay):
will
shxoh (shex-oh):
who
slati: (slaw-tee):
done
slezéoh (sleh-zay-oh):
death
slech (slehk):
dead
sleéhecbhn (sleh-ayh-ek-bhn):
desolation
slochni (slawk-nee):
daughter
sloié (slaw-ee-ay):
day
sloihnhé (slaw-ee-hn-hay):
darkness
sloishrié (slaw-ee-shree-ay):
darkwaters
slotivé (slaw-tee-vay):
devour
ticititi (tee-see-tee-tee):
every
trci (tr-see):
for
tré (tray):
yes
tréls (tray-ls):
find
tréti (tray-tee):
fine
trové (troh-vay):
you
trovéi (troh-vay-ee):
your
uté (ooh-tay):
to
véuté (vay-oo-tay):
unto
vhnréaihn (vhn-ray-ay-ee-hn):
union
xoéh (ex-oh-ay):
those
xoi (ex-oh-ee):
thank
xoré (ex-or-ay):
the
xoréé (ex-oh-ray-ay):
this
xoréhnc (ex-oh-ray-hnk):
thing
xové (ex-oh-vay):
thou
xré (ex-ray):
try
yhcho (yhk-oh):
human
yhciéh (yh-see-ayh):
house
yheoi (why-heh-oh-ee):
holy
yhni (yen-nee):
her
yhnri (yen-ree):
hello
yhnslo (yen-slaw):
hand
yhxohnch (yh-ex-oh-hnk):
harm
yhzo (yh-zoh):
has
zé (zay):
am
zéch (zayk):
my
zelio (zale-ee-oh):
all
zelré (zale-ray):
again
ziti (zee-tee)
:
are
zoéti (zoh-ay-tee):
alone
zoslexlo (zoh-slayks-loh):
adopted
Proper Names:
Doizéié (doh-ee-xay-ee-ay):
James
Dranestan (drawn-eh-stawn):
Dranestan
Dvhecrehnoi (dee-veh-creh-hn-oh-ee):
Julianna
Evé (ee-vay):
Eve
Mari (mar-ee):
Mary
Martrisi (mar-tree-see):
Martrisi
Xoizécioi (ex-oh-ee-zay-ee-oh-ee):
Tamara
Xotiéoi (ex-oh-tee-ay-oh-ee):
Theresa
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Language of Lilith