Through Blinding Sun
A Story of Cassandra and Her Journeys through the Land Unknown
She felt it more and more, as she carried on her way. She was still shocked in all of what she had seen through the visions he gave of creation. Watching him battle Querzazlcoatl was mind blowing to her. The fights she had been in was none to compare of those from Tezcatlipoca. It had been to long in her mind. Since, she was able to practice in the last world. She was remembering her new adventure the help he needed to get to the shining city. She was told about the city of gold El Dorado, but it wasn't that it was what was in it. Fruit of everlasting life that could heal a God, from passing on from deathly wounds.Tezcatlipoca was wounded, too far from his last bout with Querzazlcoatl. She needed to find it, and find it quick. Her strengths would get her through the land and be able to battle. She had her sword, shield and whip on her side. The map and supplies in a sack around her that strung between her breast. Her armor was solid and skirt had iron upon it. She needed a horse of some kind, something to to ride to quicken her journey. It would take time to pass through the trees of rain and forward to El Dorado. How much she had no clue? She needed to make camp, but where? The sun was going down, she had to rest for the evening.
"Come, quick!" A voice had hollered.
She had rolled over in her sleep. The nightmare had started to consume her. It was of her childhood and losing her family to the dark demons that had invaded the temples, she grew in. The beautiful statue Aphrodite that stood towering over them. She grew up loving, that protected her. She remembered the temple riads and the war before that made her what she was. She had no regrets to herself and what she had been through in her life. She was ready to be free of the visions and powers that was given to her, though she felt sadness over that. She could still remember when the statue broke on half and came to life, saving the temple. What the goddess told her. Her dream was ending in her mind it was almost time to wake up. She had done her morning prayers to the God of Creation, Tezcatlipoca. The day was dying what reason would she have not to, who could hear. She felt a burst of heat hit her shield, she drew her whip to bring it closer. It was almost a shield around him. She had no clue, but her whip couldn't touch it. Whoever he is. She started to dodge and parry around him, her sword and shield drawn. She was ready to go and out of the darkness, from the blinding sun came Huitzilopochtli. His fire serpent had already struck her, she felt the burning under her skin from the bite. The shield wasn't enoungh for her. She could barely hear him ask who she prayed to, the danger was to much. He had came closer to her. She was down on her luck, he was trying to read the marks on her blade to see the steel. She had placed it into through his heart and into his mind, than feel to her knees in pain. Her mind could feel the seiring pain. She had visions of the sisters of fate. She needed to finsh her journey, She had another of the fruit, she could see more clearly this time. She felt the burning go away and her spirit get carried off her body left to rot in the place where she was struck down, her life was now over her journey ended.
The End
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Jeffrey Allison
Grew up in Oregon on the bay where I learn to seek adventure in life as my parents got divorce. Travelled the Americas to learn more and be vocal on it all.
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