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Clanluna
Chapter 72: Death Curse
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
The Sungaea had no concept of Heaven or Hell. But if they had Circeoniobe would have thought she was in hell. When the Goddess has suggested that she might have to Share Pleasures with a close relative, Circeoniobe had been shocked! And in her shock, she had hesitated. That moment’s hesitation had cost her her chance to be trained personally by Gaea. And this had made Circeoniobe so angry that she began thinking that maybe this Mara woman wasn’t really Gaea in mortal form. For the sake of her people, Circeoniobe had joined a conspiracy to rid their people of their false Goddess. But it had all gone horribly wrong. Gaea’s magical powers were too great for them to overcome. And now Gaea controlled her with curse that made her hurt herself if she even thought of disobeying!
And so, Circeoniobe found herself forced to Share Pleasures with her nephew, Aeolusartoremus. He didn’t have to hold her down or use force on her. All he had to do was order her to and she was forced to comply. The same held true for the other six men of Dragon Camp. . . and the women. . .
Circeoniobe was compelled to Obey any order given her by the members of Dragon Camp.
So when Gaea commanded one of her (barely a woman) followers to smash her baby’s head open on a rock, Circeoniobe helpless to do anything but watch as the 14-year-old woman pulled the baby from her breast, grabbed it by the legs and raised it over her head.
Watching Gaea do this filled her with Murderous thoughts! . . . which were interrupted when Circeoniobe began smashing her own head against a rock.
“STOP!” commanded Gaea, as she ignored the sounds of Circeoniobe breaking her own nose as she began slamming her own face into a large boulder.
Hestiathenaurora paused in mid-swing. She’d not yet killed her own child, but was ready to do so if her Goddess commanded it.
“I’ve changed my mind, you don’t have to sacrifice your child to me after all . . .” said Gaea as she reached out to cup Hestiathenaurora’s cheek in her palm.
She shuddered orgasmically at the touch of her Goddess. Gaea knew that young woman’s sensitivity and suggestibility were after effects of her recently having been a unicorn.
“You have proved that you are one of the faithful,” soothed Gaea. “And as a reward, I shall grant him magical powers and make your son into a Weez-Ur. Now Guard him well. He is one of the future elect of the Sungaeae. And tonight, you may share my furs.”
“Oh! Thank you Gaea! Thank you!” said Hestiathenaurora.
As her goddess walked away, the realization of what she’d almost done washed over Hestiathenauror. She held her son close as she sobbed. And she knew that if Gaea commanded her to sacrifice her son again . . . . she wouldn’t hesitate to do so.
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“But why can’t I go?” protested Zara.
“You and Dyondara are too young,” explained Luna.
But you’re letting Creba and Lena go!” whined Zara. “I’m and adult, mated and a mother! How come they get to go and I don’t?”
Creba and Lena have completed their magical training,” explained Ayla. “You and Dyandara have not.”
“Mara is a better dualist than anyone else,” said Luna “Even better than me or Zeen. You two are not good at Defense to be a help. You can go with us the next time one of my daughters turns evil.”
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The sonic boom alerted Gaea that something was wrong. Stepping out of her tipi, Gaea saw Zeen, on Luna’s broom turn around and fly back towards the Sungaea Summer Meeting that he’d overshot in his flight to search for them. He flew closer and landed at outside the West end of the encampment before apparating away in a
Pop!
Gaea’s tactical mind knew what this meant. Apparation and portkeys were only possible if you knew your destination and the Sungaea Summer meeting changed location each year. So Zeen had used their mother’s broom, which was much faster and more stable than their’s to scout out the location of the Summer Meeting so he make a portkey. He did this every year so that Ayla and Ura could bring a group of Clan women to visit and trade, but that was later in the Summer. Zeen’s early arrival meant that something was wrong. Had they discovered that She’d killed Zar? Whatever the reason, Gaea/Mara knew that they were coming for her . . .
Gaea waved her wand in a silent sonorous charm to aplify her voice then announced:
“My children, the Clanluna are jealous that I, the Great Mother, walks amongst you and no longer with them. They are coming to force you to live without me. All able-bodied hunters, please report to the West end of the encampment.”
By the time Gaea had walked there, about 30 people armed with spears had gathered to defend their Goddess, and more were arriving.
“I do not like it when my children fight, so I will try to talk them out of this first,” said Gaea. “Do not attack unless they attack first, or if I command it.”
There was a shimminging, spinning and the Clanluna forces spun out of a portkey several hundred yards away. Mara/Gaea noticed that not one of them had fallen down. Obviously Zeen had made the portkey. She wished she could make them that well. The Group consisted of Luna, Alya, Zeen, Iza, Lena and Creba.
“That’s close enough!” yelled out Mara/Gaea, in English. “We don’t want a fight, but if we have to, we’re ready. Let me speak alone with your Leader!”
“If she raises her wand, attack, don’t wait for me to get out of the way,” commanded Luna. “She’ll probably try to use me as a human shield if a fight breaks out.”
Luna and Mara/Gaea each stepped forward until they met in the middle. The Clanluna members had their wands raised, ready to cast and the Sungaea hunters had the spears raised, ready to throw.
“What do you want, Mother?” asked Mara/Gaia as she held her wand ready, but by her side, pointing down. Both women knew she could raise it and cast before Luna would be able to stop her.
“You Obliviated me and Ayla!” stated Luna. “Why?”
“I didn’t think you’d approve of my following in your footsteps,” admitted Mara/Gaia. “It was expedient.”
“You KNOW that I’ve never claimed to be a Goddess like you’re doing,” said Luna. “I’m constantly denying it.”
“Oh you like to make a big show out of denying that you are the Goddess,” sneered Mara/Gaea. “But you still let Iga have her cult of the Great Luna!”
“We can’t control what people believe,” replied Luna.
“Oh, but we can!” gloated Mara/Gaea. “I’m living proof of that!”
“You can’t win, you know,” observed Luna. You might be a better dualist than any of us, but even you can’t defeat six opponents at once.”
“The Sungaea will not give me up without a fight,” replied Mara/Gaea, as she pointed to the growing crowd of Sungaea armed with spears. “Are you willing to have the deaths of all these men and women on your hands?”
“What do you want?” asked Luna.
“I want . . . to be left alone,” replied Mara/Gaea. “I want a free hand to be the Goddess of the Sungaea without any interference from the Clanluna. No more sending Ayla and Ura with their flatheads to Spy on me.”
(Hearing her daughter use the “F” word made Luna want to reach out and Slap her! How DARE she speak that what about people like her Creb! But no sign of her rage was evident on her face.)
“And I want Wilmara back.”
“No.” replied Luna. “Wilmar and Zuna have become quite attached to your daughter and she doesn’t even remember you. As for the rest . . . if you want to be alone, I can arrange that . . . but that means no trade with the Clanluna. Ody won’t be happy about that.”
“You handle your people, I’ll handle mine,” said Mara/Gaea.
“And no more being transfigured by Zeen for the Spring Heat.”
At this, Mara/Gaea’s breath choked for a second. (Never again to experience the Spring Heat as a Unicorn?!?) But then her heart hardened.
“I can manage alone,” growled Mara/Gaea, through gritted teeth.
“Are you sure of that?” asked Luna. “You are effectively putting yourself and the Sungaea under a Clan Death Curse. Once you are alone, you’ll be completely alone! If you need help, there will be no one to help you.”
“Go ahead! Have Zeen put a Clan Death Curse on me!” snarled Mara/Gaea. “I don’t care!”
Having failed to reach her daughter, Luna changed tactics.
“You know, I once had a vision of us dueling . . .” said Luna in her dreamy voice. “I was an old woman by then and you were a Dark Lady . . . Mara, You don’t have to do this! My vision doesn’t have to come true! Come back with us! You can be Wilmar’s 2nd Mate again and live amongs other Weeches and Weez-Urs! There are more of us Each year, you know. Come back and be with your own kind.”
“No. . . Goodbye Mother. . .”
Pop!
Mara/Gaea apparated back to the crowd of Sungaea and Stood there pointing her wand and Luna.
Luna gazed at her daughter sadly for a moment before saying:
“So it goes . . .”
Pop!
Luna apparated back to her people.
“Let’s go . . .” said Luna, as she reached for the Portkey in Zeen’s hand.
They whirled back to the Clanluna Summer Gathering. Once they were there, Zeen and Luna apparated back to their Clan’s Cave. Zeen went alone into the Mog-Ur’s Chamber. . . after several minutes he emerged to where Luna was crying at her hearth.
“It’s done” was all Zeen said, all he needed to say. He took his mother in his arms and held her as her sobs turned into wails that echoed throughout the empty cave.
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As soon as the Clanluna delegation was gone, Mara/Gaea apparated to the place she always went after Spring Heat to cry it out. She’d never need this place again . . . the enormity of it was hitting her. Only as a unicorn was she capable of feeling Pleasures. And now she never found reach that peak again. She could transfigure her followers into Unicorns, but no one would be returning the favor for her. Mara/Gaea openly cried out her loss, here, where no one could hear her.
Dragon Camp of the Sungaea
Gaea – (19) Other, (dirty blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) formerly Mara, Luna’s Daughter, clanluna, Weech, Wilmar’s ex-Mate, living Goddess of the Sungaea, Head of Dragon Camp.
---Aeolusartoremus (15) – son of Casandrathenalepo of Bison camp
---Sarpedyonysiseus (15) – Son of Ariadneris of the Megaceros Camp
---Achillupercaliajax (15) – Son of Peneloperiseres of Smilidon Camp
---Hectoparisiam (15) – son of Medeathenaurora of Reindeer camp.
---Hephestusetusargon (15) – son of Hestiathenariade of Onanger camp
---Perseusiriusulla (15) son of Casandrathenaris of Wooly Rhino Camp
--- Hadeservisylla (15) – son of Electraliopekate of Hyena Camp
Antigonerissulla (19) – daughter of Aurorauroraurora of Bison Camp
------Iokastandromedapraxis (3) daughter of Antigonerissulla
------Kreonarcicusarpedon (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Antigonerissulla, Weez-ur
Sirenepthysyla (21) – daughter of Siresireniobe of Smilondon Camp
------Europagripatria (6) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Hermioneuredycevadne (2) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Priamidaseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Sirenepthysyla, Weez-ur
Hestiathenaurora (14) – daughter of Alchmenegia Sungaea of Megaceros Camp
------Nestorheusylvanus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hestiathenaurora, Weez-ur
Lethanealmathea (19) – daughter of Letaineiasalmathea of Reindeer camp
------Proteusargonestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Lethanealmathea, Weez-ur
Hypolytalialeepa (24) – daughter of Heracanthaegle of Wooly Rhino Camp
------Ganymedeosenyo (9) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Daphneoselenadrastos (5) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Herorionestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hypolytalialeepa, Weez-ur
Medusanemonaeola (22) – daughter of Melpomenevandne of Hyena Camp
------Megaeradraeriaegla (7) daughter of Medusanemonaeola
------Menelauseuseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Medusanemonaeola, Weez-ur
--------- (17) - Cave elf, Son of Onanger Camp
--------- (19) - Cave elf, Son of Megaceros Camp
--------- (20) – Cave elf, Son of Reindeer Camp.
--------- Perzeusolon (37) – cave-elf, Son of Smilodon Camp, sees Ayla every year (Golden blonde hair, sea blue eyes)
---------Circeoniobe (20) – cave-elf, daughter of Medeariadneris the sungaea
Of Bison Camp, former redfoot
Chapter 72: Death Curse
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
The Sungaea had no concept of Heaven or Hell. But if they had Circeoniobe would have thought she was in hell. When the Goddess has suggested that she might have to Share Pleasures with a close relative, Circeoniobe had been shocked! And in her shock, she had hesitated. That moment’s hesitation had cost her her chance to be trained personally by Gaea. And this had made Circeoniobe so angry that she began thinking that maybe this Mara woman wasn’t really Gaea in mortal form. For the sake of her people, Circeoniobe had joined a conspiracy to rid their people of their false Goddess. But it had all gone horribly wrong. Gaea’s magical powers were too great for them to overcome. And now Gaea controlled her with curse that made her hurt herself if she even thought of disobeying!
And so, Circeoniobe found herself forced to Share Pleasures with her nephew, Aeolusartoremus. He didn’t have to hold her down or use force on her. All he had to do was order her to and she was forced to comply. The same held true for the other six men of Dragon Camp. . . and the women. . .
Circeoniobe was compelled to Obey any order given her by the members of Dragon Camp.
So when Gaea commanded one of her (barely a woman) followers to smash her baby’s head open on a rock, Circeoniobe helpless to do anything but watch as the 14-year-old woman pulled the baby from her breast, grabbed it by the legs and raised it over her head.
Watching Gaea do this filled her with Murderous thoughts! . . . which were interrupted when Circeoniobe began smashing her own head against a rock.
“STOP!” commanded Gaea, as she ignored the sounds of Circeoniobe breaking her own nose as she began slamming her own face into a large boulder.
Hestiathenaurora paused in mid-swing. She’d not yet killed her own child, but was ready to do so if her Goddess commanded it.
“I’ve changed my mind, you don’t have to sacrifice your child to me after all . . .” said Gaea as she reached out to cup Hestiathenaurora’s cheek in her palm.
She shuddered orgasmically at the touch of her Goddess. Gaea knew that young woman’s sensitivity and suggestibility were after effects of her recently having been a unicorn.
“You have proved that you are one of the faithful,” soothed Gaea. “And as a reward, I shall grant him magical powers and make your son into a Weez-Ur. Now Guard him well. He is one of the future elect of the Sungaeae. And tonight, you may share my furs.”
“Oh! Thank you Gaea! Thank you!” said Hestiathenaurora.
As her goddess walked away, the realization of what she’d almost done washed over Hestiathenauror. She held her son close as she sobbed. And she knew that if Gaea commanded her to sacrifice her son again . . . . she wouldn’t hesitate to do so.
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“But why can’t I go?” protested Zara.
“You and Dyondara are too young,” explained Luna.
But you’re letting Creba and Lena go!” whined Zara. “I’m and adult, mated and a mother! How come they get to go and I don’t?”
Creba and Lena have completed their magical training,” explained Ayla. “You and Dyandara have not.”
“Mara is a better dualist than anyone else,” said Luna “Even better than me or Zeen. You two are not good at Defense to be a help. You can go with us the next time one of my daughters turns evil.”
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
The sonic boom alerted Gaea that something was wrong. Stepping out of her tipi, Gaea saw Zeen, on Luna’s broom turn around and fly back towards the Sungaea Summer Meeting that he’d overshot in his flight to search for them. He flew closer and landed at outside the West end of the encampment before apparating away in a
Pop!
Gaea’s tactical mind knew what this meant. Apparation and portkeys were only possible if you knew your destination and the Sungaea Summer meeting changed location each year. So Zeen had used their mother’s broom, which was much faster and more stable than their’s to scout out the location of the Summer Meeting so he make a portkey. He did this every year so that Ayla and Ura could bring a group of Clan women to visit and trade, but that was later in the Summer. Zeen’s early arrival meant that something was wrong. Had they discovered that She’d killed Zar? Whatever the reason, Gaea/Mara knew that they were coming for her . . .
Gaea waved her wand in a silent sonorous charm to aplify her voice then announced:
“My children, the Clanluna are jealous that I, the Great Mother, walks amongst you and no longer with them. They are coming to force you to live without me. All able-bodied hunters, please report to the West end of the encampment.”
By the time Gaea had walked there, about 30 people armed with spears had gathered to defend their Goddess, and more were arriving.
“I do not like it when my children fight, so I will try to talk them out of this first,” said Gaea. “Do not attack unless they attack first, or if I command it.”
There was a shimminging, spinning and the Clanluna forces spun out of a portkey several hundred yards away. Mara/Gaea noticed that not one of them had fallen down. Obviously Zeen had made the portkey. She wished she could make them that well. The Group consisted of Luna, Alya, Zeen, Iza, Lena and Creba.
“That’s close enough!” yelled out Mara/Gaea, in English. “We don’t want a fight, but if we have to, we’re ready. Let me speak alone with your Leader!”
“If she raises her wand, attack, don’t wait for me to get out of the way,” commanded Luna. “She’ll probably try to use me as a human shield if a fight breaks out.”
Luna and Mara/Gaea each stepped forward until they met in the middle. The Clanluna members had their wands raised, ready to cast and the Sungaea hunters had the spears raised, ready to throw.
“What do you want, Mother?” asked Mara/Gaia as she held her wand ready, but by her side, pointing down. Both women knew she could raise it and cast before Luna would be able to stop her.
“You Obliviated me and Ayla!” stated Luna. “Why?”
“I didn’t think you’d approve of my following in your footsteps,” admitted Mara/Gaia. “It was expedient.”
“You KNOW that I’ve never claimed to be a Goddess like you’re doing,” said Luna. “I’m constantly denying it.”
“Oh you like to make a big show out of denying that you are the Goddess,” sneered Mara/Gaea. “But you still let Iga have her cult of the Great Luna!”
“We can’t control what people believe,” replied Luna.
“Oh, but we can!” gloated Mara/Gaea. “I’m living proof of that!”
“You can’t win, you know,” observed Luna. You might be a better dualist than any of us, but even you can’t defeat six opponents at once.”
“The Sungaea will not give me up without a fight,” replied Mara/Gaea, as she pointed to the growing crowd of Sungaea armed with spears. “Are you willing to have the deaths of all these men and women on your hands?”
“What do you want?” asked Luna.
“I want . . . to be left alone,” replied Mara/Gaea. “I want a free hand to be the Goddess of the Sungaea without any interference from the Clanluna. No more sending Ayla and Ura with their flatheads to Spy on me.”
(Hearing her daughter use the “F” word made Luna want to reach out and Slap her! How DARE she speak that what about people like her Creb! But no sign of her rage was evident on her face.)
“And I want Wilmara back.”
“No.” replied Luna. “Wilmar and Zuna have become quite attached to your daughter and she doesn’t even remember you. As for the rest . . . if you want to be alone, I can arrange that . . . but that means no trade with the Clanluna. Ody won’t be happy about that.”
“You handle your people, I’ll handle mine,” said Mara/Gaea.
“And no more being transfigured by Zeen for the Spring Heat.”
At this, Mara/Gaea’s breath choked for a second. (Never again to experience the Spring Heat as a Unicorn?!?) But then her heart hardened.
“I can manage alone,” growled Mara/Gaea, through gritted teeth.
“Are you sure of that?” asked Luna. “You are effectively putting yourself and the Sungaea under a Clan Death Curse. Once you are alone, you’ll be completely alone! If you need help, there will be no one to help you.”
“Go ahead! Have Zeen put a Clan Death Curse on me!” snarled Mara/Gaea. “I don’t care!”
Having failed to reach her daughter, Luna changed tactics.
“You know, I once had a vision of us dueling . . .” said Luna in her dreamy voice. “I was an old woman by then and you were a Dark Lady . . . Mara, You don’t have to do this! My vision doesn’t have to come true! Come back with us! You can be Wilmar’s 2nd Mate again and live amongs other Weeches and Weez-Urs! There are more of us Each year, you know. Come back and be with your own kind.”
“No. . . Goodbye Mother. . .”
Pop!
Mara/Gaea apparated back to the crowd of Sungaea and Stood there pointing her wand and Luna.
Luna gazed at her daughter sadly for a moment before saying:
“So it goes . . .”
Pop!
Luna apparated back to her people.
“Let’s go . . .” said Luna, as she reached for the Portkey in Zeen’s hand.
They whirled back to the Clanluna Summer Gathering. Once they were there, Zeen and Luna apparated back to their Clan’s Cave. Zeen went alone into the Mog-Ur’s Chamber. . . after several minutes he emerged to where Luna was crying at her hearth.
“It’s done” was all Zeen said, all he needed to say. He took his mother in his arms and held her as her sobs turned into wails that echoed throughout the empty cave.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
As soon as the Clanluna delegation was gone, Mara/Gaea apparated to the place she always went after Spring Heat to cry it out. She’d never need this place again . . . the enormity of it was hitting her. Only as a unicorn was she capable of feeling Pleasures. And now she never found reach that peak again. She could transfigure her followers into Unicorns, but no one would be returning the favor for her. Mara/Gaea openly cried out her loss, here, where no one could hear her.
Dragon Camp of the Sungaea
Gaea – (19) Other, (dirty blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) formerly Mara, Luna’s Daughter, clanluna, Weech, Wilmar’s ex-Mate, living Goddess of the Sungaea, Head of Dragon Camp.
---Aeolusartoremus (15) – son of Casandrathenalepo of Bison camp
---Sarpedyonysiseus (15) – Son of Ariadneris of the Megaceros Camp
---Achillupercaliajax (15) – Son of Peneloperiseres of Smilidon Camp
---Hectoparisiam (15) – son of Medeathenaurora of Reindeer camp.
---Hephestusetusargon (15) – son of Hestiathenariade of Onanger camp
---Perseusiriusulla (15) son of Casandrathenaris of Wooly Rhino Camp
--- Hadeservisylla (15) – son of Electraliopekate of Hyena Camp
Antigonerissulla (19) – daughter of Aurorauroraurora of Bison Camp
------Iokastandromedapraxis (3) daughter of Antigonerissulla
------Kreonarcicusarpedon (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Antigonerissulla, Weez-ur
Sirenepthysyla (21) – daughter of Siresireniobe of Smilondon Camp
------Europagripatria (6) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Hermioneuredycevadne (2) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Priamidaseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Sirenepthysyla, Weez-ur
Hestiathenaurora (14) – daughter of Alchmenegia Sungaea of Megaceros Camp
------Nestorheusylvanus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hestiathenaurora, Weez-ur
Lethanealmathea (19) – daughter of Letaineiasalmathea of Reindeer camp
------Proteusargonestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Lethanealmathea, Weez-ur
Hypolytalialeepa (24) – daughter of Heracanthaegle of Wooly Rhino Camp
------Ganymedeosenyo (9) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Daphneoselenadrastos (5) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Herorionestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hypolytalialeepa, Weez-ur
Medusanemonaeola (22) – daughter of Melpomenevandne of Hyena Camp
------Megaeradraeriaegla (7) daughter of Medusanemonaeola
------Menelauseuseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Medusanemonaeola, Weez-ur
--------- (17) - Cave elf, Son of Onanger Camp
--------- (19) - Cave elf, Son of Megaceros Camp
--------- (20) – Cave elf, Son of Reindeer Camp.
--------- Perzeusolon (37) – cave-elf, Son of Smilodon Camp, sees Ayla every year (Golden blonde hair, sea blue eyes)
---------Circeoniobe (20) – cave-elf, daughter of Medeariadneris the sungaea
Of Bison Camp, former redfoot
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