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Vrozia a world of perpetual night, under twin moons is home to the outerborders, middleborders and innerborders. I want to define the outerborders today.
This so called class of citizens have been pushed as far away from the royal castle as possible. They live in caves and trees beyond the Dymare Forest. They are the outcast villains, or so the royal family would have you think this. In reality, they are a sensitive and tight knitted community of shapeshifters led by Lysimachus, a chimera and the Alpha. There are many sub-alphas that represent each type of animal or creature that they can shift forms from two legs to four. They do not kill nor do they thirst for the blood of those living beyond the portals the royals opened to other worlds like Earth.
They receive all the proper nutrition they need from Ostramethusias, the last original Other in Vrozia. He is a fabulous chemist mixing animal and human blood with special herbs to maintain the exact nutrients the outerborders need. He comes monthly to visit and he brings Cilla, his mate, to meet Lysimachus and is accepted. When she drinks his blood, she is able to shift into a different form! With Cilla and ‘Sias’ together,Vrozians can live freely and not fear the wrath of the royal family for Ostramethusias has magic far beyond anything anyone has ever seen and he let the queen borrow some of it until he cut her off. Her book of spells have a very minor touch to the world but as Cilla and Sias evolved into what they were meant to be, Maldoriens, they will change Vrozia forevermore.
quote from Love Awakens, italic words are thoughts instead of spoken words.
“You do not understand yet but once our bodies adjust to these changes, we will be so different from what we were. But have no fear my dear firefly.”
Sias grinned at her and led her closer to where she thought she had heard movement, closer to those big open caves filled with darkness.
“Lysimachus!” Sias called out in a deeper voice then Cilla was used to hearing. She looked at him and was surprised to see his long silver hair was now streaked with black. She shook her head so that her long hair flowed into view and her shock doubled. Her normally light blonde hair was streaked with silver and black. She briefly wondered what that would look like from someone else’s point of view. But when she saw a large shape moving towards them, her mouth went dry before Sias was in her head calming her down.
“Do not show fear, as they can smell it, taste it, feel it.”
Cilla forced her body to relax and drew upon Sias’s strength as the large shape stopped about three feet away from them.
“Ostramethusias, time has passed,” Lysimachus verbalized in its own way of speaking.
To Cilla’s untrained ears, what she heard was more of a growl than words yet she did understand what it said.
“Yes it has most ruthless leader. We are entering a new time with many changes,” Sias smiled showing his elongated teeth and Cilla’s eyes widened at the sight. She put all her energy into keeping her heart beat steady, not to scream and to keep holding Sias’s hand.
“Lysimachus, meet my mate, Cilla,” Sias told the big creature as he held Cilla’s hand out towards the big male. His eyes glowed a dark green and suddenly Cilla could see what he truly looked like though she wasn’t quite sure she had ever seen something like him before.
Lysimachus studied the hand of the Other’s mate for a very long time. He stood and stared, he smelled the air and sensed the weight of judgment from those hidden in their caves. He also felt the air caress him from those who lived in the trees and were right now gently shaking them. He mentally went around to every sub-alpha until he had reached them all. Then without warning, he shifted his body until he became something else.
Cilla scrutinized him, trying to imagine all the animals and creatures that this one being represented, but she couldn’t pinpoint every single one. She was impressed and realized she held no fear even though this being had razor sharp teeth, several rows in fact. He sat like a lion would sit or maybe a dragon and watched her. Lysimachus lifted one massive, spotted paw with needle-pointed nails and whisked it over his own throat. A thin line of blood began to well up and Cilla’s mouth went dry. She felt her own teeth lengthen and knew she had to keep eye contact with Lysimachus even though she badly wanted to look at Sias for affirmation about her teeth. Her nails grew outrageously sharp and she tried very hard not to puncture Sias’s skin where he held her other hand.
When she smelled the chimera’s blood, she lost control. Without consciously thinking, she found herself standing in front of the chimera watching it bleed, mesmerized by the rich red liquid. In the next second, she sank her teeth into its neck for a few seconds before rubbing her tongue over the bleeding slash. Cilla felt the skin mend as her tongue passed over it. As quickly as it had happened it was over and she was back to where she had been standing. Looking at the chimera, she saw that his eyes were closed. She knew instinctively that he was feeling no anger or fear. In fact, he looked euphoric, if such an expression could be discerned at a moment like this. Or in a creature such as this one. Cilla liked the word chimera, for he really lived up to that word’s description.
In a flash, Sias was standing over the chimera and she watched, equally horrified and fascinated to see him sink his sharp teeth into its neck for about the same amount of time that she had done. But Sias seemed to heal the broken skin with his mind. She stood as if her legs were made of wood with roots sinking deep into the earth. Her thoughts raced through the last few minutes, taking the moments apart, piecing them together and processing everything. Cilla could feel the other creatures gathering around the area where they were standing, watching them. She was surprised at first that she didn’t feel any danger while being watched by so many eyes. But when she realized that she felt just as comfortable here in the middle of the outerborder’s territory as she did in Sias’s personal rooms, she knew the royal family was just an illusion of power. These feelings didn’t jibe with the knowledge she had been fed by the queen that these ‘feral’ beings would tear her whole world apart and bathe in the blood of all. The queen had lied to her and who knew if anything she had every said held a grain of truth.