Monday, July 30, 2007
New Beginning 327
“Half breed,” Varick whispered, running his finger down her cheek. “You lack the courtesy even to make yourself beautiful.” He clucked his tongue. “It is such an easy change, Helaine.”
Helaine flinched when she felt his magic touch her, softening her facial features and lightening her complexion. She glared at him through her now larger, more expressive blue eyes. “I prefer my natural form.”
“You lack the energy to change,” Varick said, his tone gentle. “You do honor to your Ia heritage, dying in beauty.”
“You seek to kill me for that heritage,” Helaine replied, closing her eyes. She was tired from her fight with him, from matching her magic to his. His last attack had felled her, another could kill her. It was fortunate that he underestimated her strength. He may kill her, but she would wound him first.
Varick nodded, slowly drawing energy from the dying plant life. “The blood of deity must run pure.”
“Deity? You are not a god.”
Varick’s eyes narrowed; thunder rumbled in the distance.
Helaine breathed deeply. “Shibbolox of Var is a deity,” she said, and saw him flinch. Each battle is won through small victories.
“You always have to bring him up don’t you?” he said. “Shibbolox’s parents own the Fradial nectar fields.”
“I’m just saying. Shibbolox of Var has his own ethereal plane.” She had found his weakness and felt the wind of battle turning in her favor.
“Perhaps you should have married Shibbolox of Var, then.”
“Perhaps. I had the chance. Shibbolox of Var never told me, You lack the courtesy to make yourself beautful.” Power rippled through her soul.
“They say the Gods are blind.” Varick chuckled and birds fell from the skies. “By Thunder, if I hadn't given up my studies to raise our child ...”
Helaine smiled and played her trump card: “Your omniscience fails you, Varick; you do not see that Shibbolox of Var wields a Thunder Staff both greater and more potent than your own.”
Opening: Luney.....Continuation: ril
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