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The Quest.

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By Dawn EarnshawPublished 10 months ago Updated 10 months ago 5 min read
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The Quest.

I finished bathing Toby and Jessy was playing on her iPad while Frankie played in the backyard with his tricycle, John was watching football Manchester United were playing and when they were playing the whole game consumed him, nothing and I mean nothing moved his attention away from the game.

Toby was the youngest child just turned three years old and we had celebrated his birthday with all the family, neighbours and friends and life was so blessed and I couldn’t thank the Lord enough for this life.

Suddenly my head, I felt dizzy and a sharp pain across my eyes. I just thought, “ just a migraine coming on.”

I lay on my bed in the dark while John played with the children, suddenly I saw a big Blue Gemstone in my thoughts, No! No, I ran to the chest under my bed I kept for little things, ‘Grannies little pocket’ I called it.

Sure enough there it was! A Blue Gemstone I know was something like that which had been shown in a film I watched Titanic, it looked the same and it started out giving pulsating laser beams, it threw me backwards and an image began to appear on my ceiling, it looked like a Bull and it had hooves, red in the white of the eyes and I just froze and then when I crawled under the bed, hoping it would all disappear, it did.

I was having a panic attack but it felt like a heart attack, so I sprayed my Angina medication under my tongue and it began to ease.

What was that!!!

I almost ended up getting admitted into hospital because my heart was beating faster than normal and I already had heart conditions.

Then suddenly I was propelled into the Cave again; I recognised it somehow and I looked at myself again and I was in the Romantic Greece white dress, pearls- nothing on my feet.

There was breathing coming from behind me and somehow I knew not to look. I just stayed still and stared at the view out of the Cave, the sky was red and black all mixed up, like shepherd’s warning.

“Stay where you are! Do not turn your head around, and just listen to me” bellowed this voice, roughly speaking and with authority.

I was trembling.

The Blue Stone you have, I need you to bring it to me here when you visit on holiday, you will remember. Do not let me down and do not get caught with it; and definitely do not speak to anyone about the stone or me!”

“Yes Master,” it just came out without me thinking; mmm alarm bells started ringing of red flags.

I decided to look into any information regarding the Stone.

I had to go to the museum to find out about any information on this Gemstone.

Now Mythical it has been noted that Darius in 765AD A Prince in Greece and a Goddess named Athena had been linked to it. It is cursed to the Earth as it belonged in Jupiter with the Gods Cast out by God from Zunasis for playing with the humans on earth, games that were designed for their pleasure and enjoyment; this infuriated God after he learned of the final Quest he had found out that they had planned to gather more power to overthrow God’s Council. The Blue Gemstones were like the Tree of knowledge to the Demigods. Knowing, knowledge was the most powerful force that could help fight against God’s forces, his only weapon was to throw it into the bottom of the ocean, water would flow through the gemstones and limit their ability in order for the harmony of the Cosmic Empire and Galielion the Ruler of the Cosmic Kingdom.

Now further down the line Arius moved the Blue Gemstone to a place in Africa where he thought it to be safer than the sea.

Well in 1876 Christopher Wright a mining Manager found the Blue Gemstone in Africa where they were working for laying down train lines .

It was brought to England where Stanly Howarth the owner of the Shipping Company in London lived was shown the Blue Gemstone and instantly became mesmerised by it and purchased it for his wife Elizabeth who loved the colour blue and they were to embark upon a journey of a lifetime in the near future to America on a Ship that he helped to design, an unsinkable Ship that was to encapsulate the world of maritime history and myths for centuries to come, in more ways than one.

Elizabeth invited her cousin Mary and brother in law Arthur who was an artist on the Journey to take etchings of the holiday and paint murals on their return.

It was all exciting times this passage read, I read on impatiently as I really only wanted to find out about the Stone not all about Aunts, Cousins and all the trimmings, I needed to know why I had a ‘Strange entity in my bedroom and then being astral traveled to Greece in a mountain, with another entity I am calling Master’ .

The only other thing I could find out was that the Stone was passed on to a beautiful niece of the family who had been in the shipping company, but on returning from being saved from drowning on the fateful night that the Titanic sank, an young Irishman Artist , whom was also a helping deck hand on the Voyage of the Titanic in its fatal descent, hid herself from the limelight of whom she was on returning and also hid the Stone, until years later a cruise was going on the same route as the Titanic and attempted to circumnavigate the same route as the Titanic and she dropped the Blue Moon Gemstone back down to the Titanic in respect to the Gentleman that she had fell madly in love with on the Titanic, only to loose him as he rescued her. So it didn’t mention anything about the Blue Moon Gemstone mythical properties only one could surmise that the Blue Gemstone was the cause with the Titanic sinking in the first place. But that was my assumption, with it being cursed. Now it did mention Moon and it started coming back to me in slight flashbacks of being in the water with the Blue Gemstone and the light refracted through to the sky and it felt like it was connecting to one of another Planets. Interesting, so far so good, it’s cursed , belongs really on another planet and has now awakened a spiritual entity that has raised red flags to me. Or could I be wrong and the entirety of the spirit was of good intentions?

Whatever the answer the Quest to find the mystery of interest in the Stone was now at an end for this particular mystery.

I flagged the 65 bus down and got back to Peckham to John and just fell into his arms on the sofa .

“ You alright Bethany ? “ said John

“Yes just been a long day that’s all, and I just feel so safe and energised in your arms.” I explained as I drifted into sleep .

“Okay” said John.

Psychological
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Dawn Earnshaw

Loves writing short stories and poems - learning punctuation and Grammar.ADHD

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