tongue, “I’m not an ordinary human being then, am I?” She warily eyed the large bird as it spread and fluttered its feathers with restless energy.
She cleared her throat, “I’m thinking that I’m not, especially after what has transpired over the past week.” Evie’s inquiry was more statement than question, her face heating with the barely controlled panic thrumming through her veins.
“You’re not an ordinary human being, no.” Thelma’s relieved admission was surprisingly comforting to Evie, spurring her along.
“Then please explain things to me. I can handle whatever you have to tell me, I mean, if you’re worried that I may have a seizure or something.” Evie looked from her mother to Kratos again, gauging their reaction. They looked up. Why did they keep eyeing the bird?
Evie watched in awe and fascination as the eagle flew around the perimeter of the room once, wings flapping as the majestic bird ’s direction honed in on Evie. Flying directly towards her the predatory bird enlarged, its wings skimming the floor as it smoothly began morphing into something human-like as it neared her. Evie jumped up in fear of being attacked by the bird causing the chair to fall back onto the tempestuous floor. Slamming his talons into the floor caused a loud boom to reverberate throughout the room causing the tumultuous storm under her feet to brighten a brilliant blue as if illuminated from within. The bird’s feathered body rippled and transformed with fluid grace into a man about six and a half feet tall. Shrugging and shaking his head while he walked towards her, the feathers scattered and fell away, disintegrating before hitting the floor. As the last of the feathers melted into the air, a white-haired, well-dressed, and bearded older gentleman was revealed.
Evie ’s mouth slackened and dropped open, her head shaking with denial as she turned and ran to where she thought she came in. Only cool, white marble remained as her palms pressed with frantic urgency. Pushing her shoulder against it, she searched for the door. It had to be there. She just came in this way, didn’t she? Her head suddenly ached as her ears itched and eyes blurred. A voice echoed with soft intent inside her head causing her ears to burn and itch, “ father .”
Shoving her fingers into her ears, she backed up, mumbling, “No, no…who is that?” the tinkling voice was faint but vaguely familiar as her ears buzzed.
“Evie dear, stop and turn around, I’m not going to hurt you. “ His gentle but commanding voice was close and oddly familiar. The buzzing sound increased it’s intensity as she shook her head from side to side, as if she could stop the sound.
“Please, Evie. “ Kratos’s soft plea stopped the buzz, like a balm to her chaotic thoughts. She closed her eyes, lips parted on a soft breath, a moan of anguish whispered through her mind before silence relieved her.
Once she felt in control again, she opened her eyes to find a man standing before her with bright searching green eyes. He gripped her shoulders with gentle care and then engulfed her in a crushing hug. As he let her go and stepped back from her, she saw that he was wearing a beautifully tailored azure suit, his white shoes gleaming as he tapped his foot.
Evie was dumbstruck as she stumbled back once to find the chair, her butt landing into it without grace. Maybe Kratos had pushed it under her. She wasn’t sure, she was just glad she didn’t fall on her ass.
“Who are you?” her voice weak with emotion, wondering why she felt he was familiar to her.
The older gentleman looked around, spread his arms wide and said with arrogant confidence and joy, as a slow grin plastered across his regal face, “I’m your father, dear girl. Welcome home!”
Evie looked over at her mother who was conveniently looking away, avoiding eye contact.
“What do you mean by welcome home? What?” Evie dumbly repeated, unsure
She cleared her throat, “I’m thinking that I’m not, especially after what has transpired over the past week.” Evie’s inquiry was more statement than question, her face heating with the barely controlled panic thrumming through her veins.
“You’re not an ordinary human being, no.” Thelma’s relieved admission was surprisingly comforting to Evie, spurring her along.
“Then please explain things to me. I can handle whatever you have to tell me, I mean, if you’re worried that I may have a seizure or something.” Evie looked from her mother to Kratos again, gauging their reaction. They looked up. Why did they keep eyeing the bird?
Evie watched in awe and fascination as the eagle flew around the perimeter of the room once, wings flapping as the majestic bird ’s direction honed in on Evie. Flying directly towards her the predatory bird enlarged, its wings skimming the floor as it smoothly began morphing into something human-like as it neared her. Evie jumped up in fear of being attacked by the bird causing the chair to fall back onto the tempestuous floor. Slamming his talons into the floor caused a loud boom to reverberate throughout the room causing the tumultuous storm under her feet to brighten a brilliant blue as if illuminated from within. The bird’s feathered body rippled and transformed with fluid grace into a man about six and a half feet tall. Shrugging and shaking his head while he walked towards her, the feathers scattered and fell away, disintegrating before hitting the floor. As the last of the feathers melted into the air, a white-haired, well-dressed, and bearded older gentleman was revealed.
Evie ’s mouth slackened and dropped open, her head shaking with denial as she turned and ran to where she thought she came in. Only cool, white marble remained as her palms pressed with frantic urgency. Pushing her shoulder against it, she searched for the door. It had to be there. She just came in this way, didn’t she? Her head suddenly ached as her ears itched and eyes blurred. A voice echoed with soft intent inside her head causing her ears to burn and itch, “ father .”
Shoving her fingers into her ears, she backed up, mumbling, “No, no…who is that?” the tinkling voice was faint but vaguely familiar as her ears buzzed.
“Evie dear, stop and turn around, I’m not going to hurt you. “ His gentle but commanding voice was close and oddly familiar. The buzzing sound increased it’s intensity as she shook her head from side to side, as if she could stop the sound.
“Please, Evie. “ Kratos’s soft plea stopped the buzz, like a balm to her chaotic thoughts. She closed her eyes, lips parted on a soft breath, a moan of anguish whispered through her mind before silence relieved her.
Once she felt in control again, she opened her eyes to find a man standing before her with bright searching green eyes. He gripped her shoulders with gentle care and then engulfed her in a crushing hug. As he let her go and stepped back from her, she saw that he was wearing a beautifully tailored azure suit, his white shoes gleaming as he tapped his foot.
Evie was dumbstruck as she stumbled back once to find the chair, her butt landing into it without grace. Maybe Kratos had pushed it under her. She wasn’t sure, she was just glad she didn’t fall on her ass.
“Who are you?” her voice weak with emotion, wondering why she felt he was familiar to her.
The older gentleman looked around, spread his arms wide and said with arrogant confidence and joy, as a slow grin plastered across his regal face, “I’m your father, dear girl. Welcome home!”
Evie looked over at her mother who was conveniently looking away, avoiding eye contact.
“What do you mean by welcome home? What?” Evie dumbly repeated, unsure
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