Osiris and Isis Freed from Seth
The First Encounter — Part 2
Playing in the playground with the other children, Steph keeps herself actively busy. A spiritual message is retrieved that she must walk down the steps to the basement of school, during recess. Obeying the calling, she manages to slip though the teacher’s protocoling radar.
The little girl, now in grade 2, walks down the grey stone steps to the school. She walks curiously forward noticing the narrow straight forward hallway with doors on both sides. All the doors are shut closed.
One hallway on the left side, opens near the down of the straight forward pathway. The girl ducks towards the left side, curiously like a creeping mouse to stop lingering. Something spiritual tells her that someone important would be arriving. Obeying she waits.
He walks down the same stairs, opposite from where she walked. If she had taken the front pathway, he had taken the stairs directly opposite from her, right in front of her pathway. Those stairs would have made the straight forward pathway to a direct pathway back out to the playground.
He walked forward towards her.
Noticing that she had slipped to the side of the hallway, only side attached hallway to the left. He approached her carefully. His prowling figure, know no limitations. He walked forward like a man on a mission.
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Yet, in his current state he wasn’t much older then she. He was still a young fellow, about 2 years older then her. He stood in a blue shirt, and black pants. He felt already sealed with consent for her.
No words were yet spoken between them, as he inches his way forward. The space between them, instantly becoming gone. She walks backwards against the wall of the hallway, a bit nervous.
As she stands there nervous, unsure of the fate that stood before her. He reads her reactions, like a book. The very slowness of her breathing, feeds his instinctively knowledge.
On her right side, his warm breath blows the hairs above her neck. Heart beating against chest, as makes the distance between them enclosed. The warmth of his mouth close at hand.
The flickering of his tongue licks the inner lobe of her ear. Around in circles with a sloppy kiss. He leaves behind his first mark on her.
He whispers into her right ear. “You are mine. You belong to me. You have always belonged to me. You are my wife, and I will come for you when you are much older. For now, know that you belong to me, alone. You are destined to become my wife.”
The words echo down into her soul. My fate was already sealed?
He smiles. He walks off. He knows that this first encounter will repeat in her mind for years to come.
Recapturing her breath, her mind lingers with thoughts. Really what kind of kiss was that? Who is this boy? I am already married?
She walks down the grey stairs that he arrived by.
