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| Nightmare Part VI "The fact that we're on Earth bothers you?" he asked, puzzled "The fact that this isn't the Earth I'm used to, bothers me!" "I don't understand." "Well, Kalen, welcome to the club. OK, go on with your story. Maybe we'll make some sense out of this." I told him "All right. As I said, I recognized that you were not Queen Taryn, and I positioned myself outside your door so that I might speak with you first thing, but I was called away to attend to some business. When I returned, you had already gone. I immediately went in search of you, and the rest you know." "No, the rest I do NOT know! Tell me about this Wilfred and his priest. Tell me about your queen. Tell me why I'm here!!!" |
| Nightmare Part VII Kalen looked at me as if I were mad Perhaps I am, maybe this whole thing is just part of my nightmare Perhaps I'm still asleep, and this is all a dream But no, this is real; surreal, actually How could something like this happen? It's fantastical....unbelievable Yet, here I am, in a reality other than my own I don't know how I got here And worse, I have no idea how to get home Then again, no one waits for me there No one will even know I'm missing Or am I missing? Perhaps Taryn is living my life As I, apparently, am to live hers |
| Nightmare Part VIII Well, enough of introspection Time for disclosure So I settle myself into the nearest chair Focus all my attention on Kalen Not at all difficult to do, mind you And say, "All right, Kalen. Start at the beginning." "Very well then. Let me give you a bit of history. Taryn is our queen as I've told you. She has been on the throne for five years now. She is the sole surviving member of the royal family." "What happened to the rest of them?" I asked "Taryn was a twin, but her sister died in infancy, there were no more siblings. Her parents died within a few years of each other. Her mother of illness, her father in a riding accident. She became queen at the age of sixteen." "Is she a good queen?" I asked "She's an excellent queen." I merely nodded, and he continued. "However, King Wilfred of Mikodos has long made it known that he wanted the queen for his bride. Her father would never acquiesce, and since his death, the queen herself has refused him." "Why the refusals? Is he such a horrible man?" "He's a tyrant! A cruel, selfish ruler and an even worse man." "OK, I can see where he wouldn't be the best choice for marriage. Go on." I said "Well, he's never taken the refusals well, but in the last year he's been quite threatening." "Just won't take no for an answer, huh?" "No, he will not." "OK, but just what does he have to do with the dreams?" "I can't answer that, but the queen was certain he was behind them. When she began suffering injury via the dreams, she was certain it was the work of Wilfred's High Priest." "And the reason for that was....?" "Other than his being the king's faithful minion, and being rather evil himself, I do not know. Queen Taryn refused to tell me." "That's it?! That's all you can tell me?!" "I'm afraid so, Tara." "It makes no sense! What has any of this to do with me?" |
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