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The Thief of the Rose
Date: 9/17/2017, Categories: Fiction, Non-Erotic, Author: mj37, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com
INTRODUCTION PART-2 Over the next several days Dao tried and failed to come up with the proper word and was almost ready to set it aside when it finally came to him. The children's strength was greatest when they were together. Individually they had power, but together acting in unison their power almost rivaled his own. What if he combined their names and used the resulting word? Yes, that would work fine, now which combination? He reflected on how they interacted together, how they worked in combination. Yes, there was the combination: Mel-Dri-Ran. Now, what would the rune look like? He pondered the question of Meldriran's rune for several weeks before the answer came to him. He was sitting in a chair watching Melvina tend her expanding garden of different rose varieties. She was holding a long stem red rose and examining its qualities when the shape popped into his head. He remembered back to the conversation when she first discovered that bush of red roses and his comment about them being the symbol of Eldritch. He told Melvina where he was going and hurried to his forge and writing desk, with her scrambling to keep up. Removing the parchment, quill, and inkwell, he began. "Meldriran!, Dao drew the final rune, three concentric hexagons at the top of a vertical line with a small 'v' at the bottom. "Are the last two runes going to be used in oaths and such?" Melvina asked. "Oh, no no. They are special and will be singularly used for making and control. Their power will be ...