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Chapter 92

Hope and Love

Morgana recalled something her Uncle Ouri (short for Ouroboros) used to tell all the “young’uns.”

You must remember that it wasn’t always easy to understand what her uncle was saying, what with his own tail in his mouth, but it was almost always profound.

“No matter what is before you,” he would mumble, “The only thing that will stop you forever is your resolution to end your venture.”

That became a part of her character. She made a vow to herself to never be the one who beat herself in any endeavor.

The space between Simvast and Morgana had shrunk to such a small distance that she could see his eyelashes, and he had the most beautiful lashes she had ever seen.

She estimated that no more than three blasts each would destroy the last of the invisible walls that divided the pair of lovers.

She sighed with discontent, as the only truly bothersome aspect of the whole thing was the need for such a long wait between energy discharges.

Her body was growing weary, and the postponement was longer each time. She had tried too soon just a few minutes ago and had been completely impotent, and was forced to delay twice as long before the next foray.

She did not want to do that again. She was too close to give up, but the recess was become a torture in itself.

Her tail told her that she was ready, and without hesitation, she blasted away.

Simvast was gone!

She was in some distinctively different place.

Below her was a castle.

Perhaps whatever had brought her to her former location would like to try her with some new test.

If Simvast was within that structure she would invade it and free him momentarily.

She broke through a parapet, and then moved to the floor of the keep’s yard.

There was no one standing anywhere in the sunlight.

The prison in places like this, at least in the stories she had been told at her mother’s knees, was in a dungeon.

She took off, flying straight up into the air like a Chinese rocket (as described by her Uncle Chandu, an ancient Chinese dragon himself) and she hit high into the sky. Then she came down, blasting simultaneously with mouth and tail, destroying the flooring.

There she came directly upon a large man in a black uniform, working a bellows to provoke a brazier full of coals.

In the distance was another chamber, through which she could see some human females.

If they had Simvast they would pay with their pale human skins.