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Sexual Material, story meant for people over 18.
Hey Kids, go away! Oh, did you think I meant it
in a mocking manner and was talking to you? Well if
you're under 18 then you are absolutley right. Go away.
Conventions of Magic
pt 3
by Alexi92
Shar was able to sucesfully capture the first eight names on
the list. When her job didn't require her absolute one hundred percent
attention her mind would drift to memories of Tellix. She considered
going back to him when her contract expired. Some times she thought
that she had best move on with her life.
During her sixth capture, when she had to drag a wife out of
her bed while the husband remained silent from Shar's fist hitting his
head a few dozen times, she felt a tinge of regret before it vanished
as quickly as it came. She didn't realize it but it was the beginning
of the end.
***
The ninth name on the list was Vissel Sussins. He turned out to
be an occult dealer in Thice. He also turned out to be very easy to
track down. Vissel had a prominent shop in Thice. He worked in the shop
alone and his only customers came after dawn. Which meant he was
vulnerable until sunset.
***
Vissel Sussins looked up as an atractive woman almost covered
in skin tight leather opened the door. He had heard of her from other
occult dealers at the last convention. She was supposed to be the
girlfriend of some alchemist wizard up by the dark mountains. So it
really surprised him when she reached over the counter and dragged him
over it.
"What do you want?"
"My mistress demands your presence," she hissed, wasting only a
minimun of energy on cartoonish minion villany.
"Daddy?"
Vissel and the woman turned to look at the most adorable six
year old girl in the world. Even her dress was frilly and pink,
accentuating her large, innocent, blue eyes.
"Princess, go play in the back."
"What are you doing to daddy?"
Shar's face suddenly turned cheery as she smiled at the girl. A
lie uttered from her lips dripping with sugar. "I'm just taking him to
see a friend. He'll be back soon enough."
"Really?"
"Really."
The innocent eyes suddenly became very cross. It made the child
look denomic. It made Vissel groan. It made Shar suddenly afraid for
her life. If she could have she would have used the recall button on
her belt to teleport back to Natalia's fortress.
"I think you're telling me a lie," the girl said softly. "A
dirty, dirty lie."
Shar felt her fingers, against her own violition, suddenly
slacken from Vissel's collar. He fell to the floor and scurried away
from her, keeping his eyes on his daughter, afraid.
"Daddy says that to lie is a sin. Daddy said sinners have to be
punished. You're a bad woman."
That's when Shar passed out from the pain.
Vissel sighed. This was always happening. His daughter
respected him, but she was too powerful for him to discipline. Sooner
or later she would have to learn about boundaries and responsibility.
As for the woman, he would have to call her boyfriend to pick her up.
That meant he had to call his brother to find out the phone number. He
hated his brother.
***
Shar woke up to a lazy sense of nostalgia. Everything seemed
familiar. She considered doing her daily ritual but her internal body
clock told her she hadn't been out that long.
"Are you okay?"
Shar shot up and turned to see Tellix watching over her. He was
tense with worry and concern. She couldn't help but think it was sweet.
"What happened?"
"You upset Eisa Sussins. From what I hear she's a very powerful
psychic. You're lucky to still be alive."
"Well, I've got to go back there." Shar tried to get up and
found that her body ached all over. She hardly resisted when Tellix
gently pushed her back onto the bed. Her skin tingled with his touch,
although if it was from pain or more sentimental feelings she couldn't
be sure.
"That wouldn't be such a good idea. Eisa doesn't like you."
"I have a mission."
"Eisa imploded the last woman she didn't like."
That made Shar pause.
"Would it be so bad to stay here a while?"
"No. But I've got to go."
"Do you want to get married?"
"What?"
Time froze. Not literaly, but Shar felt as if it had.
Conflicting emotions and loyalties churned in her stomach. She still
had two and half years left on her contract. If they got married now
then Natalia would have power over Tellix. But that was only if they
got married now.
"When?"
"Waht?"
"When would we get married?"
"I.. When do you want?"
"Two and a half years."
"So is that a yes?"
"Yes."
Whether Tellix fell into Shar's arms or if Shar leapt into
Tellix's isn't the point. The point is that they fell into each other's
arms and that's when the image of Natalia's disembodied head appeared
in the middle of the room.
"What the hell is going on here?"
It was Tellix who spoke up. "I was contacted about Shar being
hurt. I patched her up."
"I see. And did she finish her task."
"No. She faced Eisa Sussins."
"The implosives girl?"
"Yes."
"I see. Well, I thank you Tellix for attending to my minion. I
expect her safe arrival within the week. As for you Shar, I shall deal
with Sussins. Just return for your next assignment."
The head disapeared. Shar, who remained uncharacteristicly
silent, let out a deep breath. She got up off the bed and started for
the closet to pick up her clothes.
"I better start back. It'll take me a week to get back to
Natalia's fortress."
Tellix grabbed her arm. "I could teleport you."
They looked at each other, their eyes doing the closest thing
possible to resemble twinkling.
"But what would we do for the next week?"
Tellix smiled as Shar pushed away his robes and took him in her
mouth.
***
Shar's breathing was irrgular. She knew it. But that wasn't the
real problem. Her plan to take the goat man's heart had proved foolish.
Everything had been going perfectly until the clay monstrosity had
caught the sniper's spear she had aimed at it's head. The damn thing
had gone insane, destroying everything in the cave in an attempt to
find its attacker.
It had. It took everything Shar had to out run the thing. The
goat man chased her into the nearby woods, where she had been able to
lose it amongst the dense groupings of trees and bushes. Making sure it
was nowhere around she climbed into the relative safety of the
treetops. Shar could hear it's angry rampage as it continued to look
for her.
Natalia had warned her about the plan. The sorceress had said
it to be too cautious, so much that it would fail. But Shar had her
reasons for such an undemanding plan. She wanted to live long enough to
see the end of her contract. She wanted to marry Tellix.
Even now, in danger of being torn apart by a creature with the
head and legs of a goat, Shar felt giddy thinking about it. In two
years she would be married.
If she could survive goat man.
With a loud roar the goat man hit the tree she was lounging on
and she fell. The goat man clamped onto her, holding the mercenary in a
tight grip designed to crush her. Straining against the pain Shar was
barley able to maneuver her hand to her belt to press the recall button.
***
After being treated for her injuries, Shar had been summoned to
stand before her mistress in the dining room. The sorceress was dressed
in a long black robe that draped over her entire body. Handsome
servants, slaves from the neighboring town, took away the large dining
table and the remains of the day's breakfast. Once all the furniture
except the chair Natalia sat upon were removed from the room, Shar
entered and stood in attention.
"I am not pleased," declared Natalia. "This is the second
mission you have failed. I may have forgiven the first because it was
of no fault of your own, but this new failure. I advised you against
the plan of action and yet you took it. Your entire demeanor has
changed. I excused it until now because you were able to get results
but no longer. I want to know why you have dropped in your abilities."
"I've had a lot on my mind," mumbled Shar.
"Such as what?"
"I'm getting married."
Natalia's body stiffined and flames of anger arose in her
eyes. "When," she hissed.
"After my contract expires."
"To that wizard."
"Yes," Shar said quietly.
A long awkward silence followed.
"That is your right," admitted Natalia. "I can not dictate your
action after your contract with me expires. But until then you must
follow my commands as if they were the words of your god. And since you
can no longer serve me as a mercenary I must find other uses for you."
Natalia let the robe fall from her body to reveal her naked
form. As a sorceress that had been regularly using youth magic her body
was not unlike that of a fit ninteen year-old's. She used her fingers
to spread her pussy and expose the pinkness of her inner self.
"Come here and tongue my cunt until I cum. Then we'll see what
other sexual games we can play. And then we'll see if your innocent
little wizard wants you after you've become an overused sextoy that's
been the receptical of more liquid shooting from the cocks of strange
men than a urinal."
***
The magic mirror in Tellix's room was ringing. Tellix answered
it and Natalia's image appeared where his own reflection once was.
"Hello Tellix, darling. How are things going?"
"What is it Natalia. I'm busy."
"Oh I just called concerning the little matter of your fiance."
"Shar?! Is she all right?!"
"Oh she's fine darling. It just seems that the poor little
thing is having some problems readjusting."
"What kind of problems?"
Natalia must have moved her own mirror because the image in
Tellix's mirror panned over to Shar, completley naked, bouncing on some
fat man's cock. As if that weren't enough she was screaming in ecstasy.
"Oh god yes! Yes! Come in me! Come in me!"
"You see," said Natalia's voice. "The poor child just can't
seem to get enough cock in her."
"You're sick," said Tellix through gritted teeth.
"I'm sick? Young man, I'm not the one who just sucked all the
cum from the horses in the village."
"I'll kill you."
"Such harsh words from such a silly young boy. By the way, Shar
has something she wants to tell you."
Shar climbed off of the torso she was riding and brought her
face next to the fat man's cock. The mirror zoomed in as she used her
hand to furiously stroke the long rod. The fat man groaned and white
jism spat from the head of his cock onto Shar's face. string after
string of cum flew through the air onto the mercenary's face, coating
it in splattered white gobs of semen. The gooey mess almost hid her
features.
Shar opened her mouth, and like stallagtites and stallagmites
stands of cun connected her lips together. She licked away the cum on
her lips and purred.
"Shar, tell Tellix what we discussed."
Shar slurped the cum dripping off her nose. She stopped for
only a second to say ",I don't love you Tellix. I've only been playing
with you."
***
Natalia discontinued the spell on her own magic mirror. The
image of an enraged Tellix disapeared and Natalia focused on the cum
covered mercenary.
"Thank you Natalia. That was everything I dreamed it would be."
"My pleasure Senator. I assume that when I decide to conquer
Henris that your country will be unable to help them because of a
deadlock in the senate."
"Absolutley," said the fat man, already putting his pants back
on. He left soon thereafter, whistling to himself and remembering
Shar's face covered in his sticky seed.
"Alright Shar," Natalia said wickedly. "Your next cstomer is a
general that has a thing for young girls so go put on the schoolgirl
uniform, without the panties, and get back here in ten minutes."
"I hate you," Shar said in a weak, pained voice.
"Yes, yes, yes, just put on the uniform and get ready to spread
your legs."
***
For the rest of the year Tellix worked at his alchemey, using
his frustration and longing to fuel his drive. He was able to
accomplish more in the field than anyone ever would again.
***
"Hello General," Shar said sweetly. Her pussy poked out from
beneath the short plaid skirt she wore. Her finger slowly traced a line
from her lips to the edge of her skirt, where she lightly touched the
lips of her cunt.
***
Shar cried like an infant as a Vicar from Thice changed her
diaper.
***
Shar, dressed like a cowgirl, was ravished by the Duke of
Longsctav, who was dressed like an Indian.
***
And it went on.
***
"No, what I'm saying is that you're retarded," the tyrant said
darkly.
"I'm not retarded," Clara repeated. "He said the cure would
only take six months."
"That's what you said last time!"
"So?! He said it would only take year when I started! I've
still got six moths to go."
Ann and Lyscha gave each other a nod. They knew what was going
on. Wizards were notoriously untrustworthy, and they had magic to back
them up.
The tyrant was getting pissed. She used her fingers to
illustrate her point. "There are twelve months in a year. Last year you
said there were six moths left. Since then twelve months have gone by.
Twelve is more than six, so why are you still with him."
"Because the cure takes a year to complete!"
"It's been more than a year!"
"No it hasn't!"
"Then how long have you been with him?"
"Six months?"
"And how many conventions have you gone to with him?"
"This is the third."
"Then if the conventions take place every year how could you
only have been with him for six months?!"
Clara did the math in her head. Finally she said ",Three years."
She looked at Ann and Lyscha for confirmation and they nodded.
"Three years."
Clara burried her face in her hands and mummbled to
herself. "Three years. Two years over. Magic. Wolf. Peter. Marlos. Six
months. Curse over in six months. Three conventions."
The tyrant sighed. "So now what do we do?"
That's when Shar was thrown into the room. She was naked and
had a collar chained to her neck. A voice called out ",Here you go
boys! Do what ever you want with her, just make sure she's alive
tomorrow! And watch out, her mouth's like a black hole, it sucks
everything into it!"
There was a loud cheer from the hundred or so men in the room
as they began to swarm onto Shar, who had fallen limply to the ground.
Hands groped every inch of her bare skin. It was only moments before
they began to spread her legs or got her draped over a chair so that
her rear was raised.
The women acted. They fought their way through the heaving mass
of testosterone and circled Shar. Ann began pummeling men away from
Shar's body using the agility only a person without bones could have.
Lyscha suddenly had an energy gun in her hand and was firing wildly
into the crowd, scaring back those who weren't intimidated by Ann's
offensive abilities. The tyrant was stabbing people with a fork. Clara
tried to talk to Shar but was unable to get a response. The four of
them watched uneasily as the men slowly went back to what they were
doing, shooting them dirty glances, waiting for their defenses to drop.
***
When Tellix finally entered the main convention room he looked
like crap. His eyes were bloodshot, his body was drooped over, and his
hair was a mess. He scanned the room, looking for Natalia.
Zola appeared out of nowhere.
*What happended to you, boy? You look horrible.*
"Leave me alone Zola. I'm looking for Natalia."
*Yes, look I'm sorry about last year, I was busy with
something.*
"Go away."
*I just wanted to apologize.*
"Go away."
*I'll help you this year, if you still want to get your
girlfriend back.*
Tellix looked at his uncle with a sharp stare that would have
cut through steel. It was able to convey disapointment and anger, spite
and shame, and other things that Zola had never thought to see from
Tellix, ever.
"I can handle it."
*Are you sure?*
"Yes, I'm going to make that bitch pay."
Zola grabbed his nephew's arm. *Now hold on, you're not going
to attack her. It would be against the rules.*
"I don't care."
*I think you would! You'll get your powers stripped.*
"I don't care."
Zola sighed. *She's over by the bar, she's wearing the green
evening gown.*
Tellix stormed to the bar, along the way pulling out a vial of
clear liquid. When Natalia saw him she laughed.
"Hello young man, want to gamble for the right to fuck your
fiance?!"
To Zola's surprise Tellix didn't attack her at that moment.
Instead he uncorked the vial he was holding and held it up.
"Do you know what this is Natalia?"
"What?"
"It's alchemey. A simple liquid which has magical properties
but which was made with science, not magic. I am very good at alchemey."
Natalia mad a false snoring sound. "You are boring me boy."
"Very well, let me finish then. I am very good at alchemey. So
good that I barley ever use my powers anymore. So I am not afraid to
have them stripped. And because of that I am not afraid to do this."
With a swift motion Tellix grabbed Natalia's throat with one
hand and slammed her head onto the bar. He poured the vial into her
sputtering mouth and threw the container away. His hand now free he
pinched her nose, causing her to swallow the liwuid before she could
breathe again.
It took only seconds, but it was plenty of time before any of
the other shocked convention goers reacted. They pulled Tellix off of
Natalia and held him. One of the senior wizards placed his hand on the
young man's heart.
There was a flash and Tellix screamed as the ability to perform
magic was taken from him. He fainted from the pain. As the wizard and
witch doctor holding him dragged him away others tended to Natalia.
"Are you okay," a woman asked.
"Fine," Natalia coughed. She had a bad taste in her mouth,
bitter, very bitter. She coughed again and her chest suddenly ached, as
if someone had piched her breasts with a pair of forklifts. Another
cough and the sharp pain returned. She coughed. There was a pinching
pain again, but it wasn't the same, her nipples had stiffened. She
looked down and gasped. Her breasts had grown at least three sizes and
her nipples were rock hard. The material of her dress was stretched to
it's limits and the small bumps of her nipples protruded obscenley. It
had to have been Tellix's alchemey.
Suddenly she went into a coughing fit.
***
The scream was heard even in the cronies' room. Most of the men
looked up, wondering what had happened since attacks weren't allowed at
the convention. The women stood absolutley still, unwilling to waver
from their guard an instant.
Shar stirred. "Tellix?"
Clara almost jumped. "Shar? Are you okay?"
"That was Tellix," Shar said weakly. She tried to get up but
Clara wouldn't let her.
"Stay down. I don't think you've been well and I don't think
you should agrivate the situation."
"But he might be in trouble."
"It's okay, he's a wizard."
Shar whined but she stayed down. Which is why when Tellix was
rather forcibly thrown into the room she was unable to get out of the
way and he landed on top of her. She took one look at her fiance's face
and clamped her arms around his unconcious body.
"That's Tellix?" the tyrant asked.
"I guess," Lyscha said. "Although I don't know why he's here."
Shar was quiet as she held the body on top of her, burrying her
face in shoulder.
Tellix groaned and rolled over. His mind was suddenly flashing
through cobwebs of pain and confusion. He wasn't a wizard anymore,
only an alchemist. He had gotten his revenge against Natalia and now he
had only to find Shar.
He found her laying on top of his body, naked.
"Shar?"
"I know that's you Tellix," Shar whispered into his
ear. "Natalia thought she could trick me with fake people but I knew it
wasn't you. Don't make me go back with her Tellix, you've got to stop
her."
"It's all right, she won't be a problem anymore."
The tension from Shar's body disapeared. She still held onto
Tellix, just not in a vice-like grip.
"Are we leaving together?"
"Yes."
"Promise?"
"Yes. But we still have to do something."
"Please, no. I love you, but I can't do it anymore. It sickens
me after everything Natalia made me do."
"Not that. Here, get up."
With Clara's help Shar got off of her fiance and stood up. She
was a little wobbly but otherwise stable. Tellix picked himself up. He
took off his robe and placed it around Shar's shoulders to cover her
nakedness. It seemed that he had come prepared for such an occasion,
underneath he wore a clean shirt and pressed pair of pants. From one
of the pockets he produced two green vials. He uncorked them both and
handed one to Shar.
"Drink this."
She did as he told her and vanished.
Lyscha grabbed his lapels. "Where'd she go?"
"Same place I am. Three years in the future. When she appears
tell her what happened."
And with that he downed his own vial and was gone.
***
Three Years Later
***
Ann was alone. She wasn't entirely alone, the tyrant was with
her, but the tyrant was a horrible conversationalist. Lyscha had left
the service of her master, Clara was married or a mistress or
something, and Ann hadn't seen Shar since she had vanished three years
ago. So Ann sat alone, across the table from the tyrant, who didn't
count, in a room filled with the male cronies at the magic users
convention. And she was completely bored out of her mind.
Until Shar suddenly appeared out of nowhere looking exactly as
she had when she vanished three years earlier.
"Tellix?"
"Well, well, well. Look who finally showed up," the tyrant said
in her normally acidic manner.
"Where's Tellix."
"Don't know, he vanished after you did."
"After I what? What's going one."
"You drank one of his potions and got sent three years in the
future," Ann said.
Shar stared at the rag doll. Ann couldn't help but smile.
"Ann, you can talk."
"A lot has happened in the past three years."
"But where's Tellix."
And then he was there, appearing just as Shar did, only a few
steps to the right.
"Shar?"
"Oh god, Tellix."
The couple embraced in an impassioned hug. They smelled each
other, touched each other, then they kissed and tasted each other.
After they had held each other long enough to once again be
enraptured with each others presence they let go. Their eyes never left
one another, and their hands were locked together, in part because of
fear that they'd be seperated somehow, but their bodies were no longer
pressed against each other.
"Teleport us home," Shar said.
Tellix paused. "I can't."
"Why not?" asked Shar, a little worried.
"I don't have any more magical powers. I was stripped of them."
Shar felt her body growing numb. "Did something happen? Are you
okay?"
"I'm fine. I just can't do magic. I'll be okay though, I can
still do alchemey. And I've got you again. That's all I need."
"That's sweet."
"Excuse me," Ann said. "Did I hear that you've no longer got
magic powers?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Then you might not want to leave until all the wizards and
whatnots have gone. They get kind of sore if a non-magic is at the
convention. And I don't know if it's a great idea to stay here with the
cronies."
"Where should we go then?"
The tyrant pointed to a door on the far side of the room. "Try
lodging with the sex toy."
Shar made a disgusted look. "Don't say that, it brings up too
many bad memories."
"Of what?" Tellix asked, concerned.
"Being a sex toy."
Tellix's grip on her hand grew stronger. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, but it's not a pleasent thing to remember."
"As I was saying," interupted the tyrant. "You can hide in the
closet. Zola brought home this completley insane and horny woman from a
convention once. She was almost catatonic until she was exposed to a
cock or a pussy, and then she went at it like she couldn't live without
fucking. We can't leave her at Zola's place or she starts humping the
animals until they die from exhaustion. So Zola just shoves her into
the closet every year and tells everyone that if they look in there
he'll kill them. So just don't take off your pants and get out before
Zola picks her up and you should be fine."
"I don't Zola will mind," said Tellix. "He owes me."
"Whatever," said the tyrant. But Tellix and Shar had already
disapeared into the closet.
The sextoy turned out to be Natalia. The sorceress' breasts
were bigger, her lips fuller, her cunt was dripping, and her hair had
turned platinum blonde but her face was still the same. Shar almost
jumped out of her skin when she saw her mistress but Tellix calmed her
down.
"My god, what happened to her? She looks like a plastic surgeon
got horny and decided to use her as his blow up doll."
Tellix raised an eyebrow and said ",Alchemey."
Shar turned to her fiance. "You did this?"
"Yes. She can't think anymore except to recieve and give sexual
pleasure. Her body has reconfigured so that it is extremley sensitive,
especially in her erogenous zone. And, as you put it, to look like a
plastic surgeon got horny and made her look like a human fuck toy."
Shar stared sadly into Tellix's eyes so that she could see if
he was still sane. "You don't plan to do something like that to me do
you?"
Tellix seemed repulsed at the idea. "God no. I love you. This
was an act of vengance, for what she did to us."
Shar looked at her once mighty mistress huddled in a corner
masturbating. Tellix had done it for them, for her. It was an
incredible concept. And it stirred in Shar something she thought was
gone, a need for physical pleasure driven by emotional want. She
slammed Tellix against the wall and kissed him, probing her tongue into
his mouth.
"I want you, magic or no magic. I want you now."
"But I thought you said the thought of sex made you sick."
"That's sex with anyone but you. Now get your pants off, I want
you in me."
Tellix rushed to get undressed. However once his pants came off
Natalia went hysterical. She pushed Shar out of the way and massaged
Tellix's cock with her hands, licking the sides of the shaft tenderly.
Shar hit Natalia from behind, flooring the sextoy. The
mercenary jumped into her fiance's arms and lifted the hem of the robe
she was wearing to expose her naked sex. Tellix lowered her onto his
cock, allowing the hard tool to slide into her already moist cunt. She
groaned in satisfaction as the two lovers thrust their hips in a rythym
both had once feared lost.
***
Epilogue
Shar and Tellix eventually made their way back to Tellix's
fortress in the dark mountains. On the way there they made love many
more times, which is why a normal week long journey took them a month.
Along the way they were married in one of the more technologically
advanced cities.
Once they made it home they found that Zola had left them a
wedding present, Natalia. They locked her up in a special room where
her pent up sexual energy could be released only when they wanted,
often when they had a guest over or had a desire to participate in a
three-way.
No longer a wizard, most of Tellix's time was spent on
alchemey. Since he was very skilled at it the couple found all their
needs provided by his chemicals, and the chemicals provided by mail and
Zola's occasional gifts. When Tellix wasn't playing with chemicals he
was helping his wife try to overcome her ordeals at the hands of
Natalia. (The process often involved beating Natalia in some fashion
and then exorcising Shar's pain by re-enacting the scenario with Tellix
as one of Natalia's male patrons. Somehow the pain of being forced to
pretend to be a ballerina that did ellaborate dance routines involving
anal impalement wasn't so bad when the cock reaming her ass was
Tellix's.)
Shar no longer lived the life of a mercenary, content to be a
housewife. True, she was a housewife that enjoyed an abnormal amount of
sex in the process of cleaning her home, but that was her life and she
reveled in it. (And truth be told, Natalia was forced to do most of the
cleaning anyway.)
THE END
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Done, done, done. I've finally finished it. This is the second to last
erotic story I have planned for this strange world of technology and
magic (which I have dubbed the Broken World). Just one more about what
finally happens to Clara and Peter and then I'm done. I was going to do
another story about how the Queen of Thice is turned into a whore, and
for a while it seemed possible that I would collaborate, but things
fell through and I grew tired with the story. (If anyone else would
like to write it I could send you my notes and you could go from there.
Just e-mail me.)
After I do the last Wolf story and then finish up the IYA
series I'm done writing erotic fiction. Oh sure, I might jot down some
notes, but unless I really have to, and I mean have to, I doubt I'll
ever write on again. (The IYA series won't get done for at least a
couple years, so don't worry about my retirement yet. But considering
it takes me three months to write a story that means I'll probably be
retiring after three or four more stories. Actually, I have no clue why
anyone would notice that I've retired unless they read this. Stupid
ego.)
As for my normal author's notes: If you've read my other
stories then you've no doubt noticed a lot of characters from the Wolf
series. What they talk about seems to be a sequel of sorts to the
Magician's Wolf. Well, kind of. When the next wolf story comes out it
will take place concurrently with this one. So events that are only
touched on in this story will be explained in the next wolf story,
which I haven't titled yet. But you know it's going to have "wolf"
somewhere in it. Maybe "Wolf's Bane" or "The Witch and the Wolf". Okay,
yes, I will go out on a limb and declare that it will be one of those
two.
Also, this story isn't proofread like most of my other stuff.
I'll get around to it, before I repost it next. I promise.
Anyways, feedback is appreciated. Send comments to...
alexi92@hotmail.com
Most of my stories are archived at
http://members.theglobe.com/alexi92
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