puffing fire over that compliment
either,” she shouted to the ceiling. The room rumbled.
“If Arka was meant for me, why was he born
twenty-six hundred years before me?” And I didn't meet him
before John? She added mentally.
“There are only certain times when that
type of travel is possible in the human realm. You are my first and
only child. Kinich gifted his essence to Arka at the same celestial
instance. Time on earth does not coincide with time in the heavens.
To us you were both created simultaneously, though in human years
your physical births were years apart. Humanity sees time as a linear
occurrence, when in fact it twists and turns over itself. Arka
traveled to you on one of those rare intersections of space and time
that enabled his human body to Journey from his time to yours.”
She grinned in the face of Gwen dawning realization. “Now then.
Once this nasty comet is taken care of, you and I will have plenty of
time to catch up.”
“Ewww. Please don’t tell me Arka is
my soul brother.” Slowly the full impact of what Ixchel
said sunk in. “Wait … did you say comet?”
“The essence of gods can never
intermingle. Kinich and I could never have children together in that
manner. Gods and goddess spirits are created from the energy of a
single entity.” Like cell division meiosis, Gwen deduced. It
didn’t sound very romantic, but at least she wasn’t in an
incestuous relationship. “Kinich and I couple on an astral
plane … similar to your dreams with Arka, though far more
intense.” Oh, man. TMI—way too much information—to
have about your supposed goddess mother and sex.
“Good. You mentioned a … comet?”
She stifled the theme from The Twilight Zone in her mind and changed
the subject.
“Yes. You see, Kinich Ahau is immovable in
the universe. My orbit is with the earth. You and your mate Arka are
our anchors to the earth herself until you ascend. You embody the
power of our light.”
“That weirdly makes sense.” It
didn’t make any sense, really. Gwen tried to keep an open mind,
though she was starting to doubt that everyone else was crazy, and
that she had snapped. Light illuminated. It had no real power unto
itself ...
“You’re not crazy and I'll have you
know light is one of the greatest powers that exist in the universe.
Stop thinking like a human.” She lifted her hands to her hips.
“You are the Goddess of Moonlight … my light.
Accept that and everything else will be simple.” Gwen felt
Ixchel’s disappointment in her cells. Unlike the disappointment
she always felt from Carol, Ixchel’s disappointment was laced
with love and understanding.
Ixchel sighed. “Extend your left hand.”
Gwen lifted her arm straight out from her body. “Now look.”
Gwen looked down her arm. Rays of light shot out from each of her
fingers. She wiggled them and the light bent to her bidding. “Do
you believe now?”
“That is so cool,” she said on a
soft release of breath. It felt like a cool breeze coursed in her
bloodstream.
“Now concentrate. Envision the light
condensing, folding into itself, becoming a single powerful stream,”
Ixchel coached.
Gwen closed her eyes. Her arms shook with
tension. The cool breeze did not alleviate the beads of sweat coating
her forehead. The breeze within her raged to a gale, funneling down
her arm like a coned tornado stretching toward the first digit of her
hand. Gwen opened her eyes to see a formidable, laser-like beam. The
power of lasers was a relatively knew branch of science but the
capabilities were vast. The image of chamber walls disappeared and
the beam of moonlight at her command shot into the darkness of the
universe.
Ixchel’s hand lifted to her forehead from
behind, enabling Gwen to see farther down the path of the beam. A
large, boulder type of rock crossed the laser, absorbed the light,
and exploded into tiny pebbles. Gwen fisted her hand and the light
cut off instantly. A weapon … she was a weapon. She
either,” she shouted to the ceiling. The room rumbled.
“If Arka was meant for me, why was he born
twenty-six hundred years before me?” And I didn't meet him
before John? She added mentally.
“There are only certain times when that
type of travel is possible in the human realm. You are my first and
only child. Kinich gifted his essence to Arka at the same celestial
instance. Time on earth does not coincide with time in the heavens.
To us you were both created simultaneously, though in human years
your physical births were years apart. Humanity sees time as a linear
occurrence, when in fact it twists and turns over itself. Arka
traveled to you on one of those rare intersections of space and time
that enabled his human body to Journey from his time to yours.”
She grinned in the face of Gwen dawning realization. “Now then.
Once this nasty comet is taken care of, you and I will have plenty of
time to catch up.”
“Ewww. Please don’t tell me Arka is
my soul brother.” Slowly the full impact of what Ixchel
said sunk in. “Wait … did you say comet?”
“The essence of gods can never
intermingle. Kinich and I could never have children together in that
manner. Gods and goddess spirits are created from the energy of a
single entity.” Like cell division meiosis, Gwen deduced. It
didn’t sound very romantic, but at least she wasn’t in an
incestuous relationship. “Kinich and I couple on an astral
plane … similar to your dreams with Arka, though far more
intense.” Oh, man. TMI—way too much information—to
have about your supposed goddess mother and sex.
“Good. You mentioned a … comet?”
She stifled the theme from The Twilight Zone in her mind and changed
the subject.
“Yes. You see, Kinich Ahau is immovable in
the universe. My orbit is with the earth. You and your mate Arka are
our anchors to the earth herself until you ascend. You embody the
power of our light.”
“That weirdly makes sense.” It
didn’t make any sense, really. Gwen tried to keep an open mind,
though she was starting to doubt that everyone else was crazy, and
that she had snapped. Light illuminated. It had no real power unto
itself ...
“You’re not crazy and I'll have you
know light is one of the greatest powers that exist in the universe.
Stop thinking like a human.” She lifted her hands to her hips.
“You are the Goddess of Moonlight … my light.
Accept that and everything else will be simple.” Gwen felt
Ixchel’s disappointment in her cells. Unlike the disappointment
she always felt from Carol, Ixchel’s disappointment was laced
with love and understanding.
Ixchel sighed. “Extend your left hand.”
Gwen lifted her arm straight out from her body. “Now look.”
Gwen looked down her arm. Rays of light shot out from each of her
fingers. She wiggled them and the light bent to her bidding. “Do
you believe now?”
“That is so cool,” she said on a
soft release of breath. It felt like a cool breeze coursed in her
bloodstream.
“Now concentrate. Envision the light
condensing, folding into itself, becoming a single powerful stream,”
Ixchel coached.
Gwen closed her eyes. Her arms shook with
tension. The cool breeze did not alleviate the beads of sweat coating
her forehead. The breeze within her raged to a gale, funneling down
her arm like a coned tornado stretching toward the first digit of her
hand. Gwen opened her eyes to see a formidable, laser-like beam. The
power of lasers was a relatively knew branch of science but the
capabilities were vast. The image of chamber walls disappeared and
the beam of moonlight at her command shot into the darkness of the
universe.
Ixchel’s hand lifted to her forehead from
behind, enabling Gwen to see farther down the path of the beam. A
large, boulder type of rock crossed the laser, absorbed the light,
and exploded into tiny pebbles. Gwen fisted her hand and the light
cut off instantly. A weapon … she was a weapon. She
Similar Books
