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Lurkers are hideous raits we could say they were to us; RATS. Infesting the place that she had to enter to get to for retrieving the ‘Orb of reflection’ a mystical artifact, that her father insisted she go fetch.
Disgusting smell and the sewer like stench, suited the Lurkers to perfection.
However, wasting them was no mean feat.
 The dammed things could move at incredible speed and of course not being exactly light footed by the time spotted one and with a swish of her wand despatched it ..
Heaven or hell.. the answer was simple.. Into the ether into the sewage to add more to the bulk of all of that and THAT did not bear thinking let alone dwelling upon.
This ORB was getting to be a nuisance a trial of not just her nerves but her patience. Protected by those dammed things..
Luckily IT was held fast within a cage a flick of her wand some words and the cage vanished to leave the Orb sat on soft velvet.
Soon and with some relief she retrieved it, tucked it into her pouch and started her way back.
The light hitting the Orb in her pack released a form of energy that now washed across her.
Jumbled thoughts, messing with her conscious or was it sub conscious and it was succeeding in bringing to the fore, some instances that she had tried to ignore.
Her father ah the Orb was taunting her with the reminder the replay of certain events that had seen her being abused by him. Recollection of some of the most recent and cursing on her part not quite but borderline the ‘curse’ upon her lips.
NOTHING she did.. NOTHING she said gave any respite to his tongue lashing, his cruel borderline sadism towards her. HE had wanted a boy.. a male heir..
Hatred ? It was growing and, she was becoming more and more, aware of all, that was HER. WHO she was.. the good the BAD and, the WEAKNESS it spawned that plagued her..
as she climbed the steps..
The heat, the burning intense HEAT. Dripping sweat and it was not directly due to HEAT in the physical sense. RAGE, FURY; ANGER. She turned, to see one of those creatures and with a swish turned the flames across it to burn it up..
A reflection of her whole essence, her as was at that moment in time and TIME she realized the folly of not sealing the ORB properly to stop it from doing what it was clearly doing; messing with her mind.
Demons, the ones that haunt you, taunt you and never really leave you. ALL this TIME and the more she thought upon IT, the more she DWELT upon it the MORE TIME itself became a curse.
NO way out of the constant nightmare ah indeed NIGHT.. that reflected her inner shadows within the DARKNESS. Almost at the top of the steps out onto the path that led to the hibbit a small place where she could leave the item.
Hidden secured for her father to retrieve.
Direct contact thankfully that was on this occasion not of his choosing. Secretive.
WHY did he want that Orb was far from her thoughts that as she deposited the item securely out of sight her mind cleared.
On her way back feeling a little lighter re her former ‘state of mind’ she had not noticed the being who had been in the shadows.
Out of sight and whilst not listening to everything was more than aware of that rage. that anger.. the burning SEERING RAGE.
IT could use that for what it had in mind..
Temptation what was needed was some TEMPTATION to LURE the would be victim into the trap.
The web it was spinning might have been appropriate re the spiders but no one was going into the forbidden forest..
The energy from her wand the power that had gleefully dispatched those critters was from one who was anything but powerful a gifted, purveyor if magics,,
A twist, a flick of the wrist ah there it was as another of those things became dust..
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