Episode 17 of Bite of the Amphis

Episode 17

By the time first light broke I was back at Kansan’s lodge with a whole bevy of new ideas on how to get Solen to break.
Passing with ease through the front door I floated up the ladder to the loft rooms, not bothering to place my feet on the rungs and risk falling straight through them.
If it hadn’t been for the whole being dead, devastated family, potential curse thing, playing with these new powers would have been a whole lot of fun. As it was though I couldn’t lose track of the goal. Time may have little to no meaning to me now but my father and Shari still felt the burden of each and every minute ticking by. I owed it to both of them to try and relieve what suffering I could as soon as possible.
Because I had run from the lodge the previous evening, I had missed what, if any, verdict my father had passed down on Shari’s head. Before returning to Kansans, I had managed to locate her cold and shivering in one of the small vacant animal pens. I felt terrible that she was being treated in this way, her actions had been selfish, it was true, but anyone could see they were born of fear and not malice. I had to fix this, before things got any worse, if indeed that was even possible at this point.
The first room I entered turned out to be Kansan’s who was sleeping soundly by the light of a single flickering candle. The second room was much smaller and turned out to be a store room of sorts, packed full of all of Kansan’s medicinal ingredients, potions and pastes.
There was only one room left in the upstairs part of the house but when I stepped through the door one glance at the feminine touches and I didn’t need to look over to the bed to see Damphe sound asleep within her blankets.
Where in all of Gaia was he?! I knew that he was strange but did that aloneness reach even his sleeping habits? Was he curled up in a clearing in the woods somewhere like an animal?
At a loss, I drifted back downstairs again and was about to leave but the pull towards the back room was too great. On the two occasion’s that I had been in the vicinity of my body it had only been for a few emotion-filled moments. I hadn’t really had chance to properly process the loss of my physical form.
I realised that when I had looked at my body before I had almost seen it as a different person.
Steeling myself I passed through the door covering and into the dimly lit room. The sun had not yet risen above the tree line and so the only light in there was a single flickering candle on a small table at the head of the bed.
I moved over to stand in the small pool of light and looked down at my body. Someone, probably my father, had placed a bouquet of Leilani blossoms in my pale hands.
I stared down at the pink and orange flowers feeling tears well in my eyes, but then I noticed something incredibly strange. Brushing the tears away I crouched down by the bed putting the flowers at eye level. Holding my breath, I waited…one second…. two seconds…three. There!
I felt a mix of hope and horror well in my chest. The movement was only slight but it was definitely there. My body was breathing!
“Oh my Gods I’m not dead” My voice was a shocked whisper in the darkness. A moment later that whisper turned into a terrified shriek when a low voice spoke up from the shadows on the other side of the room.  

By the time first light broke I was back at Kansan’s lodge with a whole bevy of new ideas on how to get Solen to break.
Passing with ease through the front door I floated up the ladder to the loft rooms, not bothering to place my feet on the rungs and risk falling straight through them.
If it hadn’t been for the whole being dead, devastated family, potential curse thing, playing with these new powers would have been a whole lot of fun. As it was though I couldn’t lose track of the goal. Time may have little to no meaning to me now but my father and Shari still felt the burden of each and every minute ticking by. I owed it to both of them to try and relieve what suffering I could as soon as possible.
Because I had run from the lodge the previous evening, I had missed what, if any, verdict my father had passed down on Shari’s head. Before returning to Kansans, I had managed to locate her cold and shivering in one of the small vacant animal pens. I felt terrible that she was being treated in this way, her actions had been selfish, it was true, but anyone could see they were born of fear and not malice. I had to fix this, before things got any worse, if indeed that was even possible at this point.
The first room I entered turned out to be Kansan’s who was sleeping soundly by the light of a single flickering candle. The second room was much smaller and turned out to be a store room of sorts, packed full of all of Kansan’s medicinal ingredients, potions and pastes.
There was only one room left in the upstairs part of the house but when I stepped through the door one glance at the feminine touches and I didn’t need to look over to the bed to see Damphe sound asleep within her blankets.
Where in all of Gaia was he?! I knew that he was strange but did that aloneness reach even his sleeping habits? Was he curled up in a clearing in the woods somewhere like an animal?
At a loss, I drifted back downstairs again and was about to leave but the pull towards the back room was too great. On the two occasion’s that I had been in the vicinity of my body it had only been for a few emotion-filled moments. I hadn’t really had chance to properly process the loss of my physical form.
I realised that when I had looked at my body before I had almost seen it as a different person.
Steeling myself I passed through the door covering and into the dimly lit room. The sun had not yet risen above the tree line and so the only light in there was a single flickering candle on a small table at the head of the bed.
I moved over to stand in the small pool of light and looked down at my body. Someone, probably my father, had placed a bouquet of Leilani blossoms in my pale hands.
I stared down at the pink and orange flowers feeling tears well in my eyes, but then I noticed something incredibly strange. Brushing the tears away I crouched down by the bed putting the flowers at eye level. Holding my breath, I waited…one second…. two seconds…three. There!
I felt a mix of hope and horror well in my chest. The movement was only slight but it was definitely there. My body was breathing!
“Oh my Gods I’m not dead” My voice was a shocked whisper in the darkness. A moment later that whisper turned into a terrified shriek when a low voice spoke up from the shadows on the other side of the room.  

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