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Chapter 62 - Kaj and Keitha: Elves We Were Called

Edymond placed his hands over Myriahs and he slowly leaned toward the wide eyed girl whose tan cheeks flushed red at the expression in his white eyes.

'I hardly know this boy yet such admiration is in his eyes…'

"Your wish, Goddess...."

Myriah blushed a little deeper, "why do you call me goddess?"

"Allow me to show you." Edymond murmured as he closed his eyes.

Axel felt his nails digging into his skin before he knew what he was doing, he internally reprimanded himself- he didn't even know this girl... more importantly, Myriah wasn't in any danger. Axel could say in his heart that Edymond was probably the safest person here for Myriah to be around…

Edymond pressed his forehead against Myriahs and she was taken to the utopia she had seen with Jasmine, only this time there was a translucent creature, made of light. She had grass green eyes and long golden hair. She was met by a massive beast that looked like the one from the red world only he was more rock like as if birthed from the earth itself. 'That is Humter.' Edymonds voice sounded next to her. Myriah watched the beast change to a man like creature with molten crystal eyes. He was broad, full of muscle and intimidating at first glance. 'His arms are the size of me!' Had she not been watching him tenderly hold the woman, petite compared to him, she would not believe such an imposing creature could be so gentle. 'Our people call him 'Kaj' for earth.' Edymond murmured as he pointed to the blonde angel, 'That is Keitha. The mother of our people.' Myriah watched the angel embrace the beast. She watched her kiss the man. She watched the green eyed woman swell with child and instead of bearing the egg of the beast as Myriah saw from the red world, she bore children, with white flesh and pointed ears, children that had a sense for the earth. The children had their fathers impossible speed, strength and their mothers pure spirit, magic, wisdom. Children that were fair and beautiful while being fierce warriors."

'Elves. She called them, and so we are elves.'

*

Myriah blinked and she was in the living room, staring straight into Edymonds eyes, "That is the memory that is imprinted to each of us as elves, Goddess."

"Imprinted?" Edymond nodded, "another things that sets us apart from mortals is we are born with the memories of our lineage." Myriah nodded slowly, "some can imprint their love or a farewell message, a lesson or anything really." Anglao murmured, "it stays with us for the rest of our lives."

Myriah slowly nodded, "It's the magic, right? Because we are connected by the same magics, we can share and imprint memories…" Axel nodded as he crouched at her side. Myriah found Edymonds gaze again as she took told of Axels knee, "my ancestor birthed yours, so when it comes to the magic, it's similar to being your sire… is that why you call me Goddess?"

Edymond could only stare at Myriah, seeing her almond shaped lavender eyes, and her glossed pink lips took his mind to a place, he didn't know existed. The elf cleared his throat and he stood on shaky legs, "I- yes..z Forgive me, Goddess." He muttered as he stormed from the room. Myriah blinked and she looked at Axel who was glaring in the direction that the elf went.

***

Alexander woke up with a gasp,

"Welcome back to the world of the living, Mr. Whitman." Alexander followed the baritone voice to the find the tan man with red eyes sitting at his bedside. Left foot resting on his knee. The man was in a crisp black suit with a blood red shirt beneath and a midnight tie with silver woven into it.

"I see you haven't quite regained your voice, that's quite understandable." The man soothed, "the nurses gave you quite the sedative."

Alexander tried to open his mouth but nothing came out. "Perhaps you should listen instead of talk, Mr. Whitman." The man murmured, "we've discussed this. The curse you say you're under is just a superstition. It's not real."

Alexander could hear the whispering louder than ever. It practically drowned out the Golden eyed man's voice.

"Please confirm you understand this, lest I'll be forced to name your elder sister as your guardian and the legal custodian of your family."

Alexander started to panick more.

"Mr. Whitman, I really thought we were making progress. Perhaps a month or so in my facility, we may be able to straighten a few things out."

***

"Elves have a knack for being mischievous. Playful spirits as the Goddess mentioned..."

"And yet you are neither of those things." Kain commented at which a Edymond offered a small, thin smile.

"You have yet to see who I am as a being, mortal."

"When other Pure Ones saw the beauty of the elves and the sprites and nymphs that came from them, the decided they wanted to make a creature in their image. A creature that resembled us in all ways, and so from the earth came man such is quoted in mans' religious texts." Edymond murmured, Kain sighed and Myriah tilted her head. "So, elves were some of the first beings to exist outside of the dragons and their spawn?" Myriah asked at which Edymond nodded with a faint pink to his cheeks. "And the first humans were made from the earth?" "You can say that." Myriah looked at Angalo confused, "humans were made from an animal." Myriah nodded slowly.

"So how can humans do magic too?"

"Remember what we said of recognition?" Axel murmured, Myriah nodded, her eyes locking with Tyler who was watching the conversation avidly. 'He's so torn up....' Myriah dated to tune into his raging thoughts, even with no memories, he could tell something was wrong. 'Your finger is on the mark, Tyler...' Myriah focused on Axel again.

"Recognition?" Tyler asked, Mika tenderly took his hand in hers and he offered a strained smile in return, "What is recognition?"