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    Crossing Boundaries (4)

    “Um, hi?” Bette said insecurely.

    Tasha directed her head toward the sound and she made her way to her slowly. “Close the door,” Tasha said, “if I got to be blind, so do you.”

    “How did she…” Bette started.

    “She never heard it close,” Alice interrupted closing the door. Immediately everyone was blinded by the darkness and Bette almost jumped out of her skin when she felt Tasha’s hands on her shoulders. Tasha moved her hands to her face, feeling around, then moved down her body until she reached the sword. She touched the hilt, feeling every single curve. Then she stepped back and laughed, “the Seeker! We’ve been waiting for you.”

    “Waiting for me to do what?” Bette said.

    Tasha didn’t answer, instead she grabbed Bette’s arm and guided her through the room. Bette stood somewhere in the room disoriented and she heard Tasha moving around the room. “Mother confessor?” Tasha said.

    “Here,” Tina said.

    Tasha grabbed her hand and guided her to stand next to Bette. They weren’t aware that they were next to each other until Tina moved her arm and hit Bette on accident.

    “Ouch!” Bette cried.

    “Sorry,” Tina said.

    “No, you accidentally hit me where the gar scratched me,” Bette said. It hadn’t hurt before because of all the adrenaline, but now it was burning.

    “Why didn’t you say anything before?” Alice said from somewhere else in the room.

    “I was only worried about Tina,” Bette answered looking to where she thought Tina was. Tina reached for her arm and gave it a gentle squeeze.

    “Here,” Tasha said putting something in Tina’s hand.

    “What is this?” Tina asked.

    “An ointment for the wound,” Tasha answered, “and here,” she added putting a small bag in Bette’s hand.

    “The night stone?” Alice asked.

    “Good, we need it,” Tina said.

    “Huh? What’s a night stone?” Bette asked.

    “You did a really bad job educating your Seeker, Alice,” Tasha said with a sigh.

    “Actually, she gave her no education at all,” Tina said.

    Tasha sighed deeply and said, “when crossing the boundary there will be dark spirits trying to lure you to cross the green wall.”

    “Without the night stone, they can deceive us into following them,” Tina said.

    “Whenever they are starting to surround you,” Alice said, “pull out the stone and the light will push them away.”

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    1. So?..what is the big deal about being a Conffesor?…If even the blind witch that guarding the bridge is afraid to Tina?..and even Tina is afraid of herself..What is up?….And.. [Wiggling my eyebrows] ..Me liked the ointment applying..omg…:).. and a little “reacquainted” of Alice and Tasha..it’s bravo. heheeh!.. “Lick me baby”.. yeah that’s the way to go Alice!..

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