Chapter Forty One
Celeste told me to entertain Boo-bear to get me out of the way. I was frightened beyond belief. It looked like the grim reaper had my brother firmly in his clutches. I paced around nervously and chewed on my fingers. Rave practically carried Tray into the house and took him into a bedroom.
The smell of incenses and the hauntingly beautiful music playing should have calmed me down, but it didn’t. I had never seen Tray get so sick, ever. I thought about what I would do if something happened to him and started to shiver. My inner fire responded to my fear by torching my insides.
I tried to play with my Boo-bear, but I couldn’t focus. My spirit light was buried deep inside me and it refused to illuminate. Any other time I would have been frustrated by its hiding, but today the only thing I cared about was Tray. My brother had explained to me that he could only use his obliteration ability on a couple of people at a time.
Why on earth did he use it on so many people crowded together? I would’ve figured something out…
“I’ve taken care of everything. Tray’s fine now, just resting…” Rave declared as he walked out of the bedroom.
He removed the jeweled bandana from his head. His lavish silk outfit reminds me of robes the Pope might wear.
I know Rave is a powerful shaman, but I need to see Tray for myself. That’s the only way I will believe that he’s okay. He must have somehow understood because he smiled and motioned that it was okay for me to go check on my brother. I hugged him before I rushed into the bedroom.
There was a miniature fountain beside the bed, flowing with deep blue water. It was flowing over glowing rocks of some type. The room was filled with flaming candles. I feel celestial spirits everywhere…
My eyes adjusted to the light and I could easily see Tray. He looked normal – just asleep. I watched him breathe – deep, even and full. I thought my heart would burst from happiness. My spirit light illuminated from my overwhelming emotion. It was so radiant that I had to shield my eyes for a second. The candle flames suddenly turned into blazing torches. It looked like someone had thrown gasoline on them.
I drew from the flames and called their fiery force into me. For some inexplicable reason, the burning, empty hole inside of my soul was briefly turned into a frozen ball of ice. I inhaled deeply and the spirit-filled air consumed my body.
Voices…wisdom…the spirits spoke…
I understood the words they whispered…
My spirit light absorbed the fire’s energy and spun into a gleaming vortex. I felt the power of their union. I watched in awe, as their combined energy seemed to turn into a blanket. It floated over to Tray and covered him completely. He glowed as the energy blanket was absorbed inside him. Then the candle flames receded as my spirit light faded away.
“You just called on the essence of fire. The flames responded to your plea,” Celeste told me in a whisper.
“That was an amazing thing to witness…” Rave stated.
They both continued to talk softly as I curled up beside Tray on the bed. I rested my head on his chest so I could feel him breathe. I heard them whisper my name.
Rave and Celeste might have told me how to achieve world peace. Or they might have said they were pod people from another galaxy. Everything they said fell on deaf ears though, because the only thing I wanted to listen to was Tray’s beating heart.
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