Devil's Laird Island
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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1,367
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1
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Makanzas
Thank you for my review! Reviews are what keeps us writers going. Thank you for your support.
I hope this chapter doesnt dissappoint. No smut yet but keep on reading. Not sure about that yet, I am writing it from top of my head and making up as I go along. So lets just see how the story pans out :).
Just so that you know as well, my spelling on some words will be different, that is because I am from the UK.
You can also view my fiction on my own site http://www.timelessdetectiveagency.com click fiction, click fantasy. (also is linked back to Affnet cos it\'s a great site :) )
blessings, Azira xxxxxxxxxx
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As Connor turned his head he saw a tallish man wearing a special head dress and a longish gown over some cowboy type trousers. The head-dress had feathers on either side of it fanning his face. His nose was beakish straight and his eyes sparkled darkly, but held alot of secrets and wisdom. The man came in smoking a pipe. He was not a Native American Indian type but he was from an older culture even still.
Connor\'s eyebrows raised at the sight of this man. He didn\'t know how to greet him but knew this man was of some importance. The man offered Connor a smoke from his pipe of which Connor accepted, knowing full well that it would make him hallucinate later on that evening.
\"Welcome back Connor. You\'re father left you in my care after his death. He has our greatest respect and love for what he did to help our people. I am sorry for your loss of The Golden Lady. That was a bad storm you sailed in.\"
\"Any news of any survivors?\"
\"Alas, Connor, I believe you are the only one. Unless some others drifted to the other shores, that is possible. But the waters are too dangerous and perilous, it is amazing in itself that you happen to be the only one who survived, just like you\'r father did. I am the head of the village, Makanzas.\" the man offered his had to shake Connors, \"if you need anything, anything at all, come to me ok. We can see what we can do for you, if you ask.\"
\"Who was that woman who brought me to the hut? She doesn\'t appear to be anywhere at all.\" Connor puffed on the pipe taking in turns with Makanzas.
\" You will see her again. She is an Island Bearer. She comes when she is needed. Her name is Ladria of Arkenaw\".
\"Ohh k, thank you.\" \"One of the women will come and get you when it is time to have supper. We eat around the camp fire when it gets dark. Tonight is some special entertainment in your honour and in memory of your father.\" Connor handed the pipe back to Makanzas. \"No, son, you keep that. I have another at my hut.\" He left winking.
Connor sat up against the wall, smoking the pipe that was left for him. He thought about The Golden Lady and some of the occupants. Some he was glad to be rid of but some he wished had not perished. He didn\'t really like any body perishing at all but one or two had pushed their luck lately with him. His girlfriend Lucinda went down with the ship. He thought she was sweet and innocent, but the innocense was a camoflague for she was found to be having an affair with his friend Jack. He was really sad because he was in love with Lucinda and it had now been all washed away.
But his thoughts strained onto another .... the girl who carried him up the bank to the hut. She was not a model beauty, but she was beautiful all the same. She was silent and he wondered what secrets she held.
Things started to flash through Connors mind. The leaves in the pipe were powerful, made from a plant from their forest. He was seeing all kinds of creatures and also scenes of lust and power, greed and hate. Mostly this womans face kept flashing into his mind on every other take. His face was sweating and he felt hot. What of Love? What of Love? There he saw his mother holding him as a child and a voice calling to him, \"Connor ....!\" It sounded very much like his mother\'s voice.
\"Connor ....!\" said the voice again. Connor\'s eyelids flickered for they had closed in a brief moment of weiryness. \"Connor...!\" said the voice, this time he felt a physical touch. Someone was shaking him awake. \"Connor ...! Come on, hurry!\" said the woman. Some females gathered outside the hut giggled as the chief woman came out of the hut to join her group, giggling. They looked at Connor using their long hair as a viel across the face.
\"I am coming,\" he coughed and the group of girls giggled. They waited by the hut to help him to the camp fire, taking him by the arms linking theirs through his, they guided him to sit next to Makanzas. Makanzas took a look at Connor and laughed. \"Sit, my friend. You had a good time with the pipe I see.\" \"I had,\" Connor sat down.
Makanzas gave the signal for the feasting and entertainment to begin. No soon as Connor bit into some food handed to him on a plate, a strange blue glow surrounded the campfire. Connor looked wary. The light grew taller in the circle. There was a strange fizzing noise as the glow grew and Makanzas took a side glance at Connor\'s face.
\"Ummhumm,\" he agreed with himself, nodding.
I hope this chapter doesnt dissappoint. No smut yet but keep on reading. Not sure about that yet, I am writing it from top of my head and making up as I go along. So lets just see how the story pans out :).
Just so that you know as well, my spelling on some words will be different, that is because I am from the UK.
You can also view my fiction on my own site http://www.timelessdetectiveagency.com click fiction, click fantasy. (also is linked back to Affnet cos it\'s a great site :) )
blessings, Azira xxxxxxxxxx
*********************************************************************************
As Connor turned his head he saw a tallish man wearing a special head dress and a longish gown over some cowboy type trousers. The head-dress had feathers on either side of it fanning his face. His nose was beakish straight and his eyes sparkled darkly, but held alot of secrets and wisdom. The man came in smoking a pipe. He was not a Native American Indian type but he was from an older culture even still.
Connor\'s eyebrows raised at the sight of this man. He didn\'t know how to greet him but knew this man was of some importance. The man offered Connor a smoke from his pipe of which Connor accepted, knowing full well that it would make him hallucinate later on that evening.
\"Welcome back Connor. You\'re father left you in my care after his death. He has our greatest respect and love for what he did to help our people. I am sorry for your loss of The Golden Lady. That was a bad storm you sailed in.\"
\"Any news of any survivors?\"
\"Alas, Connor, I believe you are the only one. Unless some others drifted to the other shores, that is possible. But the waters are too dangerous and perilous, it is amazing in itself that you happen to be the only one who survived, just like you\'r father did. I am the head of the village, Makanzas.\" the man offered his had to shake Connors, \"if you need anything, anything at all, come to me ok. We can see what we can do for you, if you ask.\"
\"Who was that woman who brought me to the hut? She doesn\'t appear to be anywhere at all.\" Connor puffed on the pipe taking in turns with Makanzas.
\" You will see her again. She is an Island Bearer. She comes when she is needed. Her name is Ladria of Arkenaw\".
\"Ohh k, thank you.\" \"One of the women will come and get you when it is time to have supper. We eat around the camp fire when it gets dark. Tonight is some special entertainment in your honour and in memory of your father.\" Connor handed the pipe back to Makanzas. \"No, son, you keep that. I have another at my hut.\" He left winking.
Connor sat up against the wall, smoking the pipe that was left for him. He thought about The Golden Lady and some of the occupants. Some he was glad to be rid of but some he wished had not perished. He didn\'t really like any body perishing at all but one or two had pushed their luck lately with him. His girlfriend Lucinda went down with the ship. He thought she was sweet and innocent, but the innocense was a camoflague for she was found to be having an affair with his friend Jack. He was really sad because he was in love with Lucinda and it had now been all washed away.
But his thoughts strained onto another .... the girl who carried him up the bank to the hut. She was not a model beauty, but she was beautiful all the same. She was silent and he wondered what secrets she held.
Things started to flash through Connors mind. The leaves in the pipe were powerful, made from a plant from their forest. He was seeing all kinds of creatures and also scenes of lust and power, greed and hate. Mostly this womans face kept flashing into his mind on every other take. His face was sweating and he felt hot. What of Love? What of Love? There he saw his mother holding him as a child and a voice calling to him, \"Connor ....!\" It sounded very much like his mother\'s voice.
\"Connor ....!\" said the voice again. Connor\'s eyelids flickered for they had closed in a brief moment of weiryness. \"Connor...!\" said the voice, this time he felt a physical touch. Someone was shaking him awake. \"Connor ...! Come on, hurry!\" said the woman. Some females gathered outside the hut giggled as the chief woman came out of the hut to join her group, giggling. They looked at Connor using their long hair as a viel across the face.
\"I am coming,\" he coughed and the group of girls giggled. They waited by the hut to help him to the camp fire, taking him by the arms linking theirs through his, they guided him to sit next to Makanzas. Makanzas took a look at Connor and laughed. \"Sit, my friend. You had a good time with the pipe I see.\" \"I had,\" Connor sat down.
Makanzas gave the signal for the feasting and entertainment to begin. No soon as Connor bit into some food handed to him on a plate, a strange blue glow surrounded the campfire. Connor looked wary. The light grew taller in the circle. There was a strange fizzing noise as the glow grew and Makanzas took a side glance at Connor\'s face.
\"Ummhumm,\" he agreed with himself, nodding.