The AmanuensisA Story by L.C. JarretteInfinite RealmsFive
days of darkness, five days of turmoil and five days until Fenrir devours the
Phoenix.
Now
it has come to pass, “The Prophesy of Tyr.” ARPAV HE
TRIED TO HIDE AND STAY CALM sweat running down his forehead with heavy breaths.
Alert guards opened up the cages of the hounds at the sound of the alarm to
catch the spotted intruder. “And
there’s my cue. Now that old man is definitely going to kill me.” He
exasperatingly muttered below his breath. Panting heavily and
gasping for breath, he stealthily sneaks into the dumpster to hide his scent
from the dogs. Luckily, he found a small passageway, a tunnel. “The guards are out of sight. This will buy
me some time to think of a way to escape.” He thought. The
tunnel appears to be leading him to an old basement. He went upstairs and saw a
dilapidated door. Peeking through the holes, he wondered if there were any sign
of life. He took his glow stick from his satchel and continued inside. His dark
brown hair reflected as he passed at the broken mirror. He was about 5’6 tall
wearing a gray tee and black pants with dark brown leather boots. He checked
himself at the remains of the glass and behind him was the reflection of
bookshelves full of old books piled up sky high to the ceiling. It dawned on
him that he was in an old abandoned library. He started to indulge himself in
to some of the dusty books on the floor instead of worrying about the guards
who might capture him any second now. He decided to take a look further and
explore the vast place to see if there would be another room or an exit but he
saw an old statue of a woman holding an orb and within the orb engraved a
symbol of a phoenix. “I
only read tales about Arpav. That old man never took me here, not even once. Thanks
to that rich Arpavian who asked for my help in carrying his luggage I was able
to cross the border. Too bad Dorians never get to see this.” Arpavians
are the people who rule the realm thus naming it Arpav. They are the elites and
the privileged group who governs the people of the whole realm while the
Dorians were considered the lowborn. Arpavians, being the upper class,
constantly mocks at the Dorians for they were considered beneath them. To cross
borders is even prohibited for it was forbidden to let any Dorian enter the
city without any consent from an Arpavian aristocrat. No one from Dorian had
ever tasted the kind of education these blue blood Arpavians had. After the
death of the gatekeeper a law was mandated to never let any Dorian learn and
attend formal education at any Arpav institution. This had caused the animosity
between the Dorians the Arpavians to grow even deeper, but as much as possible
the Dorian leaders want to avoid from starting a civil war between the two
groups. Until then, a compromise would have to be their only option Now
the sun was cloaked by the menacingly overcast sky. Darkness loomed over the
land instantaneously. The hounds from
outside started to whimper and hide behind the bushes. The guards tugging their
collars are also bewildered as to what is happening. Drops of rain started to pour.
Students looking out their windows can see the dark grey clouds visibly forming
a swirl of raccoon-like tail above the atmosphere. Others started packing their
bags. Guards from the university assembled in case a calamity might occur. Meanwhile,
unaware of what is happening, he continues to explore the old library. Flashes
of light from outside reflected through the broken windows of the abandoned
building. Then the loud exploding sound of thunder made him jump out of fright,
until an old worn-out book caught his attention. Perusing it clearly to see the
contents, he wonders how oddly peculiar the book is. ‘No
wonder why they threw it. It contained nothing, only blank pages without any
author or title! I should better keep this one’. He exclaimed. An
explosion of illuminating light coming from the book suddenly erupted. His reflexes
showed its agility as he took cover behind the bookshelves; heart racing at the
sudden blast. He was about to look at the catastrophic remains that the
explosion had brought, but it revealed a breathtaking celestial image instead.
He, being a tiny speck at that moment, was just awestruck at the jaw-dropping
apparition. A tear crept and slid down his numb cheek. His
eyes sparkled with the surreal cosmic wonder surrounding him. Constellation of
stars and nebula; gases of different colors, and planets of different sizes
were displayed before him. This was nothing like the exhibits he had seen whenever
he snuck in the planetariums, because this was phenomenal. His
grin made way in search of the book. As his sweaty palms started to reach it,
an abrupt darkness replaced the heavenly sight. The beautiful extraterrestrial
vision vanished like a bubble. He quickly flipped the pages of the book once
more to check. ‘Maybe I overlooked
something.’ He thought. Several flips of the pages had been made in solid
determination of finding something there. A couple of minutes later, he threw his
hands upwards in surrender. It was useless! Until…
Land and
fire in the Dragon’s pit
“For whosoever find The story that lies behind, This will be fate’s divine The heavens will open realms to thine.”
A poem appeared on the first
page and at the cover of the book was an embossed figure of a phoenix inside an
orb. He took a pen inside his satchel and wrote down his name below the poem: Ghalid.
“This is so cool! Now I
have a book I can call my own. I better show this to Jorrel, I could imagine
the old man’s frown face already.” Jorrel
was his mentor and one of the members of the Libertad Order. Together with the
Dorian leaders, they are making furtive efforts in liberating their people from
the totalitarian regime established by the Arpav government. Now Ghalid, being
the mischievous teenager that he was, always causes Jorrel to worry. For once again,
out of curiosity, he crossed the border of Arpav. The
lightning and the looming typhoon made the guards return to their posts. Ghalid
has to find a way out. He was detecting for any guards around until he felt
someone place his hand on his shoulder. He turned to see the person behind,
wearing a black cloak. “What
are you doing?” said the cloaked person trying to avert her glance at me. “I…just...I
need to get out of here.” Blood started to drain in his head. A cold gust of
wind slapped his cheeks. He clenched his fist trying to stop himself from
fainting. Beads of sweat from his forehead slid down to his chin despite the
cold. Body strained and fixed on the ground, he closed his eyes and inhaled
with deep breaths and then slowly releases his fists. “If you want to get out from here without the
guards noticing, you have to go through the forest. Come, I’ll show you.” she
guided me at the back of the university. “How
come there are no guards here?” I asked. “It’s
because no sane person would ever dare to sneak out the university and go
through here.” She retorted. “But
how did you come to know about this place.” I asked. “Let’s
just say that I belong to the minority.” She said. “Thanks…for
your help. I’m Ghalid.” I reached out my hand for a handshake as she introduces
herself. “Vera,
nice to meet you Mr. Delinquent.” She chuckled. I waved goodbye as I
entered the forest and started calling Jorrel using the tracking device he gave
me. At the end of the forest was a vast plain meadow coated by yellow cosmos
and white mums synchronically swaying with the leaves from the huge Narra
trees. A few minutes later, a white Aeromobile hovering above me opened its
door. “Get in.” he ordered. The streaks of white in his
dark brown hair showed that he had lived his years. He was a man of strong
build probably in his forties. I am not really sure since Jorrel never talks
about himself that much. “What did I tell you?!” Jorrel scolded. “What part
of DO NOT CROSS BORDERS do you not understand? Or are those words gibberish to
you?” He continued to rant while driving away from the Arpav border. “Hey, where did you get the Aeromobile?”
“Oh, shut up.” Dorian JUST BEYOND THE FOREST
WAS THE EDGE OF THE BORDER OF ARPAV. After a few hours of driving the back of
their truck suddenly blasted and emitted smoke. “What’s that?” Ghalid asked
startled. Then an Arpavian vessel stopped in front of them.
“Are you guys okay?” asked the stranger who stepped out of his vehicle to check
up on us. He was short and pudgy wearing odd looking glasses. For an Arpavian
he sure looks filthy. “Uh, the engine died.”
Jorrel said while walking towards the man. “That’s too bad. Where are
you headed anyway?” he asked. “We
just need to go to Dorian to gather up some supplies.” He explained, while
looking at me then turned back his attention to the stranger in front of him. “An Arpavian gathering
up some supplies? I’ve never heard of that one before.” He bellowed
hilariously. “Ugh…haha! Exactly…”
Jorrel sarcastically went along the act and then knocked out the life out of
him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Some
long nights are just dreadful.” He muttered while watching at the people run
frantically on the road. We took that Arpavian’s aeromobile and tied him up
inside the trunk. “What were you doing at the university?” I shrugged, but held
my satchel so tightly. “What’s inside that bag
of yours kid?” he asked. “Oh, nothing much, just
some old things I picked up in the garbage land. It’s getting dark what is
happening Prof.?” I asked anxiously. He looked at the brooding
overcast sky gradually looming, with his creased eyebrows he said, “It has
begun. Come Ghalid! We need to go.” Jorrel exclaimed getting off the vehicle
hastily. “Go…?
Uh…Go where?” “Hurry
up boy!” Startled by his loud
authoritative voice, I briskly followed him.
It
was already anticipated that the apparent entropy was a sign of the coming
apocalypse. Wars had begun. Hatred had overwhelmed humanity, and Arpav is
slowly dying; leaving the inhabitants hopeless and dwelling in fear, and now
the complete darkness felt terrifying even more. The prophecy being passed on
by generations; the moment they have been waiting for, has finally come. On
a remote hillside, far away from the city ears, they went inside an old garage.
A feeling of eeriness engulfed the whole shed. Complete darkness and the storm
wind are all there is and nothing more. Jorrel took out some glow sticks and flipped
the carpet, revealing a secret passage leading them downstairs. They continued
to follow the tunnel. The stench coming from the damp walls almost made Ghalid
faint. The needle of light from the end of the tunnel was already becoming
visible. “Where
are we? “ Ghalid asked bewilderingly. “We’re
at the border of Dorian.” He opened the rusty metal door and what was once
seemingly a dirty tunnel was a secret base of the Dorians. Jorrel took off his cap
and old tattered coat and was immediately welcomed by a stunning lady wearing a
white button down long sleeves and a pencil skirt. Elegant and flashes a nice
smile whenever she talks to him. “I
got your message. You should’ve warned me a day before so I could at least wear
a proper outfit. It’s been so long, how have you been?” The lady greeted him
with a hug. “I’m
glad to see you again, Foreyh.” The old man replied, smiling. “And
whom might this young man be?” she asked leaning down towards me and examined
my features. “I’m
Ghalid. I’m his assistant.” I told her pointing at old Jorrel. Seeing here up
close she is just about the same height as me. “Ahaha!
I never knew you were in need of assistants Jorrel.” She peered at me
endearingly. “Hello Ghalid, I’m Foreyh, an old friend of Jorrel, and I will be
keeping you company while you are here with us.” “Thank
you…” I said politely. Then she flips her long black hair and walked beside
Jorrel. “My
pleasure, if you’ll please follow me. You may not know this, but ten decades
ago after the tragic death of the gatekeeper Dorian decided to build a hidden
facility.” She toured us around the facility and showed us to our rooms then to
a secluded laboratory hidden beneath the facility. “We thought it was just
a myth but thanks to our impressive team of researchers, we found out that
there is indeed another realm apart from Arpav. “How many are there?”
Jorrel asked. “Millions.” she said. “We
call them the infinite realms.” She continued. It
just dawned on me that this wasn’t merely a children’s tale after all.
I’ve read stories about the gatekeeper
and saw how the Arpavians worship her like a God. Statues were even built in
her honor and were placed on the university. Come to think of it, the statue I
saw yesterday was different from the rest. Moreover, it had the same symbol as
that of the book. Old
man Jorrel, told me about the gate of infinite realms called the Oretosque, the portal to which you can
travel through between dimensions, but only the gatekeeper possesses the power
to open the portals leading to each realm. The gatekeeper, who is the only key
in bringing these collisions and chaos to an end, thus maintaining peace,
balance and harmony throughout the land. “Once the gatekeeper cannot be
replaced, the infinite realms will be completely erased.” That’s what old man
Jorrel told me. The first time I heard this, I initially
thought it was just a children’s tale. “Now the prophecy of
Tyr has already begun.” Miss Foreyh continues.
“And we only have 4 days left until Fenrir (the night-wolf) completely devours
the Phoenix (the star-fire), which means - the destruction of all the other
realms. The realms are slowly crumbling and colliding with each other since the
death of the gatekeeper. How she died, how to restore the gates and what is to
become of the future of Arpav, THAT still remains a mystery. If only we had the
map, it will lead us closer to finding where the next gatekeeper might be and soon
the gate of infinite realms will be revealed. But they say only the chosen one is
able to read that map or the ‘reader’ as they call him. So we sure are lost
here.” “So, we just need to
find the map and the gatekeeper and go to Oretosque to keep the infinite realms
from being destroyed. Is that it?” I deduced. “Yes, the Oretosque.
You sure know your history Ghalid” she commended. “Okay! One problem, we
don’t know where to find this map, am I correct?” Jorrel added. “Yes.” Foreyh admitted. “So what are we
supposed to do now?” I looked at Jorrel, crouching on the couch clasping both
his hands with blazing eyes mixed with apprehension. Those eyes that tell you
how awfully terrified he is of what the future might be. “What does this map
look like anyway?” I asked her. “I’m not really sure,
since I haven’t seen it myself. But it says that this map would reveal the
constellation of stars and millions of galaxy. A vision showing different
worlds from different realms would be revealed.” She explained. “Wait, what did you say?” I stood up still
processing of what Foreyh just said. “Ah, I don’t know what
the map looks like Ghalid.” she restated. “No! The other one.” I
blurted. “They say that the map
would reveal different realms.” She repeated. “What is it Ghalid?” she asked
confusingly. “Actually, I found
something.” I held my satchel so tight and stared at Foreyh and Jorrel
intently. I took out the worn-out book to let them examine it. “I went to this
abandoned library in Arpav and found this old worn-out book. It glowed and
showed the things that you just mentioned Foreyh. It was weird because it felt
like the book was talking to me, I’m telling you this book is alive. Oh, and
then there’s something written there on the first page. I don’t quite
understand the meaning of it though.” “It’s empty. There’s
nothing written on it Ghalid.” Foreyh remarked. “Yes, it was empty when
I first saw it, but then after the vision a poem appeared on the first page.” I
explained. “No, I mean I don’t see
anything Ghalid, just the embossed Phoenix logo at the cover page.” She corrected. “What
do you mean? It’s on the first page see? It says: Land and fire in the Dragon’s pit. For whosoever find the story that
lies behind, this will be fate’s divine. The heavens will open realms to
thine.” I emphasized.
“The heavens will open
realms to thine.” She mumbled. “Land and fire, dragon’s pit…I think I know
where it is.” She went to her desk and rummaged some papers and
files. Then went to her bookshelf and gathered two to three books, until she
puts the book on her desk after reading a few pages. After a few minutes of
reading her books she looked up and stared at us. She slowly took off her
glasses and placed it on the desk together with her book. Reached for the chair
beside her and slowly sits down with a pale face and made a huge gulp as she
uttered the word: ‘Ghayadeth.’ Her
voice cracked as she said the word. I looked at Jorrel who had the exact
reaction as the name was mentioned. “Ghayadeth is known to
be the land where dragons lived.” Jorrel explained. “So, if Ghalid is the
chosen one who can see the contents of this book, therefore he is the ‘reader’.
He can find the next gatekeeper. And if this is the map, leading us to
Ghayadeth how are we supposed to get there? How are we supposed to travel
through dimensions?” Jorrel said staring at Foreyh and then turned his glance
towards me. “We
have discovered a mysterious item below Lake Niaῆl that suddenly triggered our
security system and interfered with the barrier that we’ve built in the Dorian
facility. Our team of experts decided to trace down this unknown subject for
experiment. So, we did some further research and lab tests. According to the
results shown, it’s made up of crystal and amazingly it can transport anyone or
anything to another dimension. So we concluded that this object came from the
Oretosque and had this remarkable theory that the Oretosque is made up of a
crystal trove, where this Gemstone was formed. According to our research, there
is only one realm with a crystal trove that no human being had ever inhabited.
We believe that this was the dwelling place of the gatekeeper.” “Where
is the Gemstone?” Jorrel demanded. “This
was the last of them, since we used the others for our experiment in jumping
through different realms, including Ghayadeth. I’m afraid this shard can only
transport one person. So who will it be?” she asked looking at both Jorrel and
me.
“Boy,
you should go.” Jorrel ordered me. “Find the gatekeeper and then go to
Oretosque. This may be a chance for us Dorians to be accepted by those stuck-up
Arpavians.” The atmosphere was so
thick you couldn’t stab it with a knife. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. All
these things about me being the reader and
the Prof. entrusting me…no, ordering me to undertake this mission! Alone! is
too much for me to handle. But he is right. If I save the world then we might
have a chance to be acknowledged by Arpav. It was decided. I will be the one to
go. No questions asked. “So,
where to Ghalid?” Foreyh asked.
“Take
me to Ghayadeth.” I said. GHAYADETH GHAYADETH,
THE LAND OF FIRE, where the mighty King Nelrod, ruler of the Ghayads, was known
for slaying the great fire dragon. Legend has it that he wrestled with the
dragon in the craters of Illyr and Kohr " the twin volcanoes of the North. As a
sign of being the victor, he took the left eye of the dragon and kept it
somewhere hidden in the citadel. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Through the gem stone,
I was able to cross through Ghayadeth. I trust that the book will lead me to
the whereabouts of the gatekeeper. The only way for me to get through is by using
a disguise.’ “SEIZE HIM!!!” then the next thing you know
is…everything went black. Urgh…my head is spinning. I felt an
immense pain coming from the back of my head and I could see people blurred by
my vision. My head hurts. Where am I? “Good,
you’re awake. Welcome to Ghayadeth! I am King Maigask, ruler of this kingdom.”
He asserted. “Now, tell me young man. Who are you and where do you come from?” King
Maigask, ruler of this kingdom? I
tried to gather up my senses before answering him any further questions. He
beamed that evil grin upon me. I could feel my throat dry up and then swallow a
big gulp.
“I am Ghalid…from Dorian, your highness.” “Oh, what a pity. It’s
just a lowlife Dorian after all. I thought you were someone important like an
Arpavian perhaps? Unfortunately, this was an unlucky day.” He remarked with the
clear disappointment on his words. I settled myself properly and sat on the floor. I
noticed my satchel was missing. “Are you looking for THIS?”
He showed me the worn-out book. “I have heard stories of the empty book before. Only the chosen one can possess it.
Are you the chosen one, Ghalid?” ‘Chosen
one.’ I never even had a clue until yesterday. What was I supposed say? Clearing
my throat, I began, “Ughm! There seems to be a misunderstanding here…your
highness. I’m no chosen one. I’m just a petty assistant, who doesn’t even know
anything about that stupid book. It doesn’t even have anything on it, but a stupid
poem.” “So it’s true then. You
CAN read the book. Only the chosen one can read the contents of the book and
can write something in it. People eventually called him the ‘reader’ while
others refer to him as the ‘writer’. You are most definitely THAT chosen one,
Ghalid.” Way
to go Ghalid, What am I doing? I’m just going to get myself killed!! “Apparently, this book
is of no use to me.” He said and threw the book at me together with my satchel.
“You, on the other hand may be useful. In the meantime, I want you to enjoy the
luxurious accommodations the castle has to offer. Guards! Take him to the
dungeon.” This
was not what I had planned… - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - They placed me in a cell different from the other
prisoners. I have to think of a way to
get out of here. I kept scanning the pages then a burst of light caused me
to jolt backwards and release the book. “Wow…great timing. Now you’re giving me
a clue when I’m already LOCKED UP! Stupid map.” I could see the woman
from the other cell being transferred, her face pale. The chains from her quivering
hands and wobbly feet made a clanging noise as she walks. After a while, whips lashed
and the woman screaming and crying is all that echoed throughout that wretched
prison. Then I turned my attention in reading the contents of the book. “Below these castle walls of doom Sinners dwell and await their death When those screams I hear, whips may
wound Opens a path which one should tread” “Next!” yelled the
soldier, clutching the whip so tightly. My lips and body are trembling and
keeping me from thinking straight! I have to get out of here. Masked guards
entered my prison cell and dragged me into the other room where they whip the
prisoners. “No! Wait!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when I
felt that excruciating blow on my back. And then all I can remember was complete darkness… - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “Hey…Hey…Wake up….” this voice is familiar. I
opened my eyes slowly. ‘I’m still here, alive.’
I took two blows on the head. I should be
dead by now. My body, weak and my mind tired of thinking. A cloaked girl
cut loose the ropes on my hands. Whatever…The only thing in my mind right now
is how to escape from this horrifying dungeon. “C’mon,
you’ll be alright. Let’s get out of here.” She raised her palms and opened a
dark hole and took us some place God knows where. I got up carefully to
see whom my savior was, “Who are you? And why did you bring me here?” “Gee,
you’re welcome….” retorted the cloaked girl. “Oh,
I’m sorry. Where were my manners? Thank you very much for saving me.” I
responded apologetically. “What
are you doing here anyway?” She took off her cloak revealing her exotic beauty;
Dark long wavy hair that sways gently whenever she turns. Enigmatic eyes that
allures one soul to gaze deeper into those dark orbs. Never had I seen a girl
move with such graceful gestures. My mind was talking incessantly to myself as I
was given the license to spend this brief moment just to gaze at her bewitching
beauty. “Hey,
you’re the one who led me to the forest. Vera right? So where are we exactly?” “There
was a portal near the cell where you got whipped. So I opened it and led us
here,” she explained. “Oh
portals…Wait, what? You mean…you can travel through different dimensions?” “Yes,
I can but I’m still new at it. After the death of the gatekeeper the portals
seem difficult to find, but when I found you. I was able to locate a portal
easily.” She explained. Travel
through dimensions…Just like the gem stone Miss Foreyh gave me.
“So how did you find me?” “Actually
I wasn’t supposed to come here but then I was lead here somehow. Haha! I kinda
suck at this since I’m not used to jumping through realms yet. But seeing you
here, now I know why the portals opened and lead me to Ghayadeth. It’s because
of that book.” She said while handing me back my satchel. “I have been waiting
for you, Amanuensis. I need you to help me find where the Oretosque is, to keep
the realms from crumbling.” Now
she’s calling me the Amanu… " what? What the heck is going on? “I
have been tracking down the Ghayads for years. Maigask wants to rule all the
realms, that’s why in pursuit, he killed the great gatekeeper. Without the
gatekeeper, the infinite realms will lose its balance, causing them to collide
with each other. The coming apocalypse is already evident. The prophecy says: 5
days of darkness, 5 days of turmoil and 5 days until Fenrir devours the
Phoenix. And we only have 2 days left. Only you can lead us to the Oretosque,
to stop the crumbling gates. But for now we need to follow where this path will
lead us.” The tunnel led us to the
tomb of the late King of Ghayadeth. The name ‘King Nelrod,’ was encrypted in the crystal casket. A small chest
hovering above it ignited and emitted icy blue flames. The spirit of the king revealed
itself to us. He longed to send a message to his people and to the gatekeeper
asking her for help. As I wrote his words on the book, the crest from the chest
illuminated and stamped the bottom page of the book with the king’s seal. Vera opened the chest. Surprisingly
the hidden treasure was the dragon’s eye. “The dragons know everything,” she
muttered. “That’s what my mother used to say. She looked closely into the eye…deeper
and deeper… “The Oretosque!” she gasped.
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ONLY HAVE ONE MISSION LEFT, to find the gatekeeper. Ghalid and Vera had to run
for their lives or else they will be killed by the Ghayad castle guards.
Somehow they managed to get out from the dungeon and escape by passing through
the sewer. Following the flowing water it led them to a river just beyond the
castle walls. Both of them smelled of sewage stench. A soldier riding a horse
spotted them and called his other comrades. Now they were being chased. They
immediately got out of the water and ran for their dear lives towards the river
bank. Soldiers were shooting arrows. Vera pulled Ghalid swerving to the left and
fortunately dodged it. Then another soldier tailing them aimed to shoot. Now
there were three of them in pursuit. Vera, looking back was now panicking, and
then looked at Ghalid who was already exhausted and dizzy from the beatings he
took. They came through the gorge as she tugged Ghalid with all the energy she
had and continued to stagger. She bit her lips and clenched her fist and positioned
her palms forward. “It
must be here somewhere. Where is it?” she yelled agitatedly. A stroke of light
reflected at her peripheral vision. She can see a white streak just below the
cliff. She looked at Ghalid
intently as she says, “Ghalid, do you trust me?” “Huh? Yes…” he said
barely breathing. He can’t even manage to stand on his own now. The soldiers
were already off their horses but they were getting nearer. She had to act
quickly. “Okay then.” She pulled
Ghalid close to her, hugged him tightly and lurched forward. She jumped and together
they fell off the cliff. As she reached for the light, the streak of white suddenly
opened sucking them into a dark hole and then was completely gone. The Ghayad soldiers
were left there on the cliff. Horrified and dumbfounded of what they just
witnessed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was lying on the
floor looking at Vera. She held me close to her. Her hands holding my face were
so soft. She was warm. I could almost feel her heart beat. “What
happened?” I asked. “You
fainted but somehow we managed to survive.” She said to me with a teary-eyed
smile. I hugged her tightly,
thankful that we were still alive. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have
escaped that horrific place. I wouldn’t still be alive. “Thank
you…” I whispered. I settled myself and
tried to sit. “Where are we?” I
think we’re in Arpav.” She detected. “In
Arpav? No, I can’t be here.” I tried to manage to stand up. “Why,
what’s wrong?” she asked confusingly. “They’ll
kill me if they see me.” I exclaimed “Who?”
She tried to calm me down. “Who will kill you Ghalid? No one will kill you
here. You’re just not thinking straight. You need to rest for a while.” “No,
you don’t understand. I am not one of your kind.” I yelled. “What
do you mean? What are you talking about?” she stared at me with a confused and
troubled look. “I’m
not an Arpavian.” I admitted. “Vera, Listen to me. I have to leave this place
or else they’re going to kill me. I have to go.” With a blank face she
just kept quiet watching me leave the room. A black hole suddenly appeared before us,
transporting the wicked king and his guards along with him. “Guards! Kill them!”
Maigask ordered. How did he…? Don’t tell
me Maigask is also a portal wielder? Vera instantly attempted
to open a portal. But the ruthless tyrant immediately caught her. He grabbed
hold of her hands and whispered in her ears. “Finally,
I have found you. The great gatekeeper finally appears and I have to thank you Ghalid
for everything. I couldn’t have done it without you boy.” He stared at me
intently, eyes full of malice. Vera was struggling to release her hands from
him. Then Maigask took out his sword and slashed her without hesitation. My
body stiff, feet glued on the floor. I
couldn’t save her, I couldn’t... I feel so helpless, useless! Why am I even
here? That’s what I thought brooding at the drops of
blood on the floor in utter shock then looked at the grinning face of that
cold-blooded murderer holding his bloody sword. His hands and armor covered
with the blood of an innocent girl. “I
really enjoy looking at the drops of blood from my victims. Blood
red petals of the rose, that’s how I describe each drop. The more you
see them, the more you crave to pick the flower regardless of whether you get
pricked by its thorns. Still you can’t resist its beauty. Just like your mother
- Shilva,” he said and spit at Vera’s half-dead body. “Her beauty as timeless
as the rose but conviction as prickly and firm as the thorns. She may be
stubborn, but she was the only woman who was able to accept this cold murderous
heart of mine wholeheartedly. If only she wasn’t the gatekeeper, we would have
been happy together. You see, your mother was a strong woman and that’s what
made me fall in love with her but that’s what made me hate her the most either.” I charged with all my
might and managed to pin down Maigask on the wall. But he was too big for me. His
punches were so hard for me to bear. Then I heard a pebble-like sound, fall on
the floor. Unexpectedly, it was identical to the gem stone that I used in
transporting through Ghayadeth, only it was much bigger than the one Miss
Foreyh gave me. This might do the trick. I
picked up the gem stone and as I was about to utter the realm and return him to
Ghayadeth, Vera’s almost lifeless body started moving. “Maigask,
you murderer. You killed my mother…I’m going to let you pay for what you did.”
She forced herself to open a portal but it was no use. She was just too weak. “Oh,
you’re still alive aren’t you? Well then let me finish your miserable life once
and for all.” He lifts up his sword and struck Vera with another blow. “No!!”
I shouted running towards them both. Hoping that I might block Magaisk’s sword.
Darkness…complete
darkness covered the room, or perhaps we are not in the room anymore I’m pretty
sure of it. “Ghalid?…Ghalid…”
a voice from the darkness was calling out to me. “Vera?
Is it you? I’m here!” I shouted trying to look for her in the dark. “Vera where
are you?” I assured her. “I’m
right here.” She answered “Did
you bring us here Vera? Where is this place?” My voice echoing seemed like Vera
and I were miles apart. “I
think so, but I didn’t open a portal. I simply said the word Reiame. I’m really sorry Ghalid, it’s
my fault. Now we’re stuck into the realm of oblivion.” “No,
Vera don’t blame yourself. But I can’t help but wonder where Maigask went. So
how are we supposed to get out of here?” “There’s
no way out. I can’t open a portal here.” She apologized coughing. The ground was suddenly
shaking and ‘lo emerged a winged skeletal creature slithering up from the earth.
It was ginormous! Bone-like figure with skeletal wings started to talk. “I
sense an intruder in the darkness.” It began…“I, Lethe, am the mistress of
this realm. Tell me who dares to enter my dominion?” “So
no one will answer eh? Fine, I’ll do the talking then. Hmmm…let’s see. I can smell the desires of a hopeless orphan
from a lowborn class, who thinks his fate, can merely be changed by following
the writings from an old book. He yearns for the acceptance the world would
never give, and by choosing this path he is now certain that he will finally be
acknowledged. Pft! How pathetic. And what do we have here? The next gatekeeper,
who is the only hope of the people from keeping the infinite realms from
crumbling…is dying! What a pity.” She divulged chuckling. “One wants to be a
savior but is rejected by humanity, and the other one, who is the true savior,
fails to save humanity, an interesting tandem indeed!” She mocked. “Hey!!
Don’t you even care if the realms will be destroyed? Even this realm that you
are in will disappear along with it!” I shouted angrily. “So
there you are puny human. You are unequivocally right about me not giving a
damn of the other realms being destroyed. However, you are wrong about this
realm disappearing. In the coming apocalypse, the multiverse may be destroyed but
this realm which is beyond the reach of the Oretosque, will still remain.” She
corrected. “So
how did we end up here in this realm?” I interjected. “That
book led you here. That book was made from the crystals of Oretosque and the
Pyres of Reiame. It is the bridge connecting the two realms. And only the
Amanuensis can lead the gatekeeper between these two realms. “So
you mean without the book, even a portal wielder like Vera can’t reach Reiame
or Oretosque?” I clarified. “Even
the gatekeeper cannot open these two portals without the book. The two cannot
be separated. But in this realm, I get to decide who stays and who leaves. And
YOU…don’t belong here. Now be gone! A blast of illuminating
light came from the book inside my satchel, I had to scan for another clue. “Vera!
Vera where are you? The book is telling us where to go! Vera answer me!” I
tried to run even though I am out of breath. My vision is getting blurry as it
is spinning. I have to save Vera first. In the darkness where I could see
nothing, my feet struggled to take each step but then a voice echoed from the
void that we were in. “Ghalid…I’m
here…” she whimpered. “Vera,
I can hear you. The book is telling us something.” Then I said the poem:
“Infinite
realms, the keeper will hold Into
the gate of crystal cave Then
the Arc of Sapphires will soon behold Great
power one manipulates”
“Oretosque…” she
whispers on her last breath. ORETOSQUE I
WOKE UP SEEING VERA’S LAYING BODY ON THE FLOOR. I immediately tend to Vera’s
care. She was almost lifeless, fortunately she was still breathing. “Vera,
I’m so sorry. I didn’t do anything.” I was sobbing but I didn’t care anymore. “Don’t
be silly, you were very brave. Thank you, Ghalid.” She was catching her breath
when she talked. “Are we in Oretosque?” I could barely hear the words she is
saying. “Yes,
finally.” We reached the heart of
the cave. But Vera is now weak from having lost a lot of blood. At the end of
the cave stands a crystal wall formed arc adorned with Sapphires. It was the
portal of portals, the gateway to the infinite realms - The Arc of the Oretosque. I placed Vera inside
the arc. “Now go and restore the balance of the realms.” “I’m
scared…I don’t know what to do…I don’t know how to protect these people and these
realms. I can’t go through this on my own.” She confessed. “Don’t
worry, you’re not alone and you’ll never be, that’s why I’m here. I’m an
assistant remember? I assured her. The book illuminated
once more. Vera could see the portals clearly now. The breathtaking celestial
image of the Constellation, nebula; gases of different colors, and planets of
different sizes reminded me of the first time I discovered the book, or was it
the book that discovered me? Then together, we both closed our eyes and let
ourselves be overwhelmed at the magnificent cosmic wonder…as Vera whispered “Gleipnir…
(open)
Epilogue “What?
You’re supposed to be a portal wielder. How come you’re not sure where you’re
going?” I complained. “Hey!
Traveling through dimensions alone is not a piece of cake, plus there’s the two
of us. And besides, I’m still new at this okay, so bear with me.” She argued. Geez I keep forgetting….well, she’s trying her
best though. We keep on traveling through wrong dimensions. We teleported again
and again and again, until… “Aha!
Here we are!” she announced. “Urgh!
Finally…I think I’m gonna die…Vera, do you have any idea how exhausting it is to
keep on teleporting into a wrong dimension.” “Oh,
tell me about it.” she quipped. “Hey
kid! What are you doing up there? Listen kid, I know life is hard but suicide
isn’t the best option either!” an old stranger snapped. What does he think I’m
gonna do, commit suicide? “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna jump!” “Well,
that’s great news kid! So what are yah doin’ up there on top of the buildin’
ha?” “Ahmm,
sight-seeing?” Sightseeing? Pfft! I
doubt he’ll ever believe that.” “Hmmp
bah! Kids these days…” he just mumbled and went along, not bothering with some
crazy kid anymore. “Ah,
where did we land again?” “We’re
in Pantoja… my mother took me here before. We just have to see the queen and I
think we’re off to the next portal. Are you ready?” “Yup!
Where are we headed next Vera?” “Next
stop! The TROVE OF WONDERS…”
I
am Ghalid. Some call me the assistant, the
reader, the chosen one but
I’m actually…
The Amanuensis. © 2017 L.C. JarretteAuthor's Note
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