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Intruders.
Contributed by
bernard2
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Sunday, 31st July 2005 @ 12:18:12 PM in AEST
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Intruders
I had been in bed some two to three hours when I was awakened by the smashing of glass. I put on my slippers and a dressing gown and went downstairs to see what was happening. All of my windows have bars across them to stop anyone breaking in. All the outside doors had been strengthened and have heavy bolts to keep intruders out. In the front room on the left of the hallway I switched on the electric light and saw straight away that some one had thrown a heavy stone through my window. The stone was under the table around it was wrapped a note. Being careful not to tread on the glass splitters I picked up the stone and unwrapped the paper.
Straightening the paper out I saw that a message had been written on to it. This is your last warning. You will write no more stories about Wizards Sorcerers or Witches. This is the only warning you will get. Be warned. The note was not signed and as soon as I had read it the ink faded away, no writing was to be seen. I could do nothing this night so I went back to bed and dreamt that a Wizard, a Sorcerer and a Witch were chasing me.
I awoke and looked at my bedside clock it was not quite six in the morning. I got up washed and dressed and went downstairs to make some breakfast. I went into the front room on the left of the hallway with a dustpan and brush and cleaned the broken glass away. After breakfast I will get the window repaired by a man from the nearby town I thought to myself. In my kitchen I soon had a kettle of water boiling ready to make some tea. That and a piece of toast would have to do; I had business with Her Majesty The Fairy Queen.
Putting on my jacket I slowly strolled to the woods, I did not know whether anyone was following me. In my pocket was the paper that was wrapped around a stone. I wanted to show this to Her Majesty Queen Feeana. Threats were not nice to receive and being the ink vanished after I had read the note I assumed it must be from one of the three persons that I had been warned not to write about. In the woods the Fairies and the other Little Folk greeted me and I told them I must see Her Majesty it was very important.
A flash of light and Her Majesty appeared. I explained what had happened at my house during the night and gave the Queen Feeana the piece of paper. Her Majesty spoke a few words in the old language and the writing on the paper came back as it was during the night. Her Majesty looked serious and took from her cloak the truth mirror. Looking into the mirror she said, “ This has been written by an old enemy of mine. I am afraid that he now has you in his sight as a target. It is the Sorcerer Mordekan from the land of the three Volcanoes. Reaching into her cloak pocket once again I was given a ring that changed its colour every couple of seconds. If this ring stops changing its colours it will get very warm and you know that Mordekan is very near and there is danger for you.
Going back to my house I had the feeling that I was being followed. I kept looking back but saw no one and eventually arrived home. I am a stubborn kind of man and I sat down to my computer and started writing this story for you all. No Wizard, Sorcerer or Witch was going to stop me from writing about his or her evil doings in this world of ours. As I was writing the colours in the ring on my finger slowed right down and was getting warm. It had nearly stopped changing colour. I went to the window and looked through the curtain. I could see out but I doubt if anyone could see in.
The Sorcerer Mordekan was throwing small bundles of what looked like twigs in my garden. As the twigs landed they grew into thick bushes. I was being bound to my own house by Mordekan. Soon the whole Garden would be one large thicket surrounding the whole house. I would not be able to leave by the front or the back door. I ran up the stairs with some bags of salt that I had prepared a long time ago. A Leprechaun had told me that salt stops the magical powers of Sorcerers, Wizards and especially Witches. One has to throw the salt on to their heads to get it to work properly.
My house has a flat roof. To get on to the roof for repairs there is a door that opens up like a trap door. I opened the door and going on to the flat roof with my bags of salt I started to carefully throw the bags at Mordekan. I caught him fully on the head with my third bag of salt. He disappeared and the shrubs disappeared with him. The ring went back to its changing of colours and was cold on my finger. A human being had beaten Mordekan. This would make him very angry and he would I am sure come again.
I arranged a large number of booby traps around my house, simple traps mainly with trip wires when someone tripped the wire a large bag of salt would be thrown in all directions. This I thought would keep him at bay for a while.
I reported all that happened to Her Majesty and when I described what happened when I had thrown the salt at Mordekan, Her Majesty laughed out loud. From out of her cloak Queen Feeana took five pieces of magic gold. Giving it to me she said that I should place a piece of gold at each of the four corners of the house. One piece was to be placed up on the flat roof. This Magic Gold will keep you safe in future and you will need no more salt for Mordekan.
I Firmly believe that Her Majesty will look after me. That is one of the reasons why I have written my latest story of the Witches, Wizards and sorcerers. Wicked people that want all of their doings to be kept secret cannot threaten me. Look forward to another tale tomorrow from the magic pen of Bernard.
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bernard2
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Re: Intruders.
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by mylady on
Sunday, 31st July 2005 @ 12:53:40 PM AEST
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| i enjoy your story it was nice to read keep on writing.... I will be waiting for the next one.. |
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Re: Intruders.
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by MorningDove on
Sunday, 31st July 2005 @ 05:16:09 PM AEST
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Yahhh hooooooo, Bern. I am so delighted that nothing and no one can stop you now. The Queen Feeana is a very good friend. I know she will keep you safe. I love this story.
Hugs n kisses to you and Martha,
Rita and boys |
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Re: Intruders.
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by vibes2go on
Sunday, 31st July 2005 @ 06:48:11 PM AEST
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why not put this in the story section? I have mine there..no one reads it ..LOL but it's there... I always look forward to your writes.
mary |
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by brew on
Sunday, 31st July 2005 @ 07:22:09 PM AEST
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wonderful as always, and the stories on my vacation were excellent. Did have a tad probs, on some words, but thanks.
Again, loved the write.!
Brew~ |
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by sweetangeluk on
Monday, 1st August 2005 @ 10:35:22 AM AEST
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So happy that no one can stop the man with the golden pen. What a happy ending.
Your talent shines on
Brilliant
Love Angelxxx |
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