Willy C. Sparks: The Dragon Who Lost His Fire
She had been on the road touring since she had left Kendra, her birthplace. She had toured all over the world with her band. And in one drunken night nearly a year ago, they were gone too. People wondered why her songs were so tragic. They would just need to take one look at her story and know why. They would rather make up their own answers. Xoe just had to look at the papers and gossip magazines to know this.
She looked back down at the picture she held in her arms and then back at the death notice on her computer screen. Most days she loved technology and being able to read her hometown newspaper online from anywhere in the world.
She sat there, the first rays of light coming in through the un-curtained window to her right. For a few minutes, she tapped her fingernail against her lips, the closest she came to biting her nails these days. With a few taps of her fingers, she had a road map up on her screen. Using the finger she had been tapping against her lips, she followed the line of the road. Nodding, she shut down the computer. If she left now, she would reach Kendra before nightfall.
She closed the lid on her laptop, put her head on top of the lid, and gave in one last time to the tears and the heartbreak. She let all the bottled-up emotions out in a final burst of tears and anguish. Once she was done crying, she sat there for a moment and then slowly lifted her head and wiped her tears away on one of her striped arm warmers. Getting up, she went about gathering the few items that were scattered about—clothes, books, sheet music, and a couple of guitars. She looked at her watch, and after some calculating, she decided it was too early to ring Norm, her manager.
She would do it in a few hours. Once she was certain she had everything, she did a final check of the room and bathroom, checking inside the draws and the closet. Finally, she zipped up her bag and headed for the door with the guitars slung over her shoulders. After checking out of the hotel, she headed to her car, protecting her eyes from the bright sun with some wraparound blackout sunglasses. After unlocking and opening the car door, she put her key in the ignition. She hit the button that opened the top on her sporty red convertible. Once the top was down, she buckled her guitars onto the back seat using the seat belts.
She would hate for something to happen to them. She placed her big carry bag on the seat between the two guitars. Climbing in, she tossed her mobile phone onto the seat beside her along with her backpack that was the shape of a coffin. Turning on the car stereo, she selected one of her favourite rock bands, this one an all-male band. Even though her heart was heavy, she sang along to the lyrics. She would always sing along to music she liked. In its own way, it was part of who she was. Generally, her music of choice was a reflection of how she felt at that moment.
While she was singing, she let herself think about Marcus and how for six months of her life, he had been her everything. This was going back ten years though. The fact that it had been ten years made her wonder if it was a good idea to go back for his funeral. After a moment of thought, she decided she would make the choice whether she would go to the funeral or not once she was in Kendra. If she could handle going to the funeral.
The sad thing was, she had nowhere else she desperately needed to be. No auditions, no photo shoots, and no gigs lined up. She wondered if Norm did that on purpose some times. She frowned at the red traffic light when she thought about this. She lives in the tropical Northland, New Zealand, with her two boys, 3 cats, and 3 fish. Like this book: read the others in this Children of the Curse series.
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Deucalion and Pyrrha, at the advice of an oracle, repopulated the world by throwing "your mother's bones" stones behind them; each stone became a person. Jupiter and Mercury, traveling incognito in Phrygia, begged for food and shelter, but found all doors closed to them until they received hospitality from Philemon and Baucis. The gods revealed their identity, led the couple up the mountains, and showed them the whole valley flooded, destroying all homes but the couple's, which was transformed into a marble temple. Given a wish, the couple asked to be priest and priestess of the temple, and to die together.
In their extreme old age, they changed into an oak and lime tree.
One of the kings of Alba named Romulus, Remulus, or Amulius Silvius , set himself up as a god equal to or superior to Jupiter. He made machines to mimic thunder and lightning, and he ordered his soldiers to drown out real thunder by beating on their shields. For his impiety, he and his house were destroyed by a thunderbolt in a fierce storm.
The Alban lake rose and drowned his palace. You may still see the ruins when the lake is clear and calm. Jubruel wandered to and fro over the earth, so that the lakes and rivers overflowed, covering the whole land. Only a boy and girl, siblings, survived; God had carried them under his arms to a high mountain called "basse varre," the holy mountain. When the danger had passed, God let them go their way. They separated in search of other survivors.
After three years, they met, recognized each other, and parted again. Three years later, they again met, recognized each other, and parted. When they met a third time after another three years, they did not recognize one another. They consorted, and present humanity is descended from them.