Back to the real world

As she finished the story, Alexis sighed deeply, so that is Hekate’s mother, she must be amazing if they write such stories about her. She could not help but to take a moment to imagine meeting the brave and elegant Queen Eisheth Zenunim, and wondering what she would think of her. Sighing deeply, she began to flip back through the pages of the book this time just taking in the breathtaking illustrations.

Lost in thoughts and fantasies of the story, the young woman had not heard Fidelisa enter the house, and now stood directly in front of her. “Hmmm, what do you have there, dear?”

Alexis jumped slightly as her daze was broken, blinking as she looked up into the imp’s golden eyes. The book falling from her hands and into her lap.

Chuckling, “I’m sorry dear, I did not mean to scare you.” Then noticing the book she had been reading, “Oh, you mean Mistress Hekate still has that old thing. She used to get lost in dreams of her mother while holding it as well.”

The young woman smiled, “So the story about Queen Eisheth is true?”

Sighing deeply, Fidelisa shook her head, “yes and no, my dear. I have met Mistress Eisheth on several occasions, and she did not strike me as the woman in the child’s fable. I have helped raise not only Hekate, but a few of her spawn, after she abandoned them as soon as she grew bored with playing family. Oh, but please don’t tell Mistress Hekate I said that. She idolizes her mother, and dreams of being able to explore the realms at her side. Alas though, I fear it will never happen, as to that woman, her children are only as valuable as they are useful to her at the time she wants. It is one of the reasons I realize Aiwass and her have such a strained relationship.”

Alexis blinks again, “I won’t say anything, Aunty Lisa, although who is Aiwass? He wasn’t mentioned in the book.” Though her mind raced with the thoughts of questions of who the real Eisheth was. Could she be the hero of the story? Or was she yet another deeply flawed individual, much like she had found her own mother to be. A woman she idolized as a child but as she grew the veil pulled from her eyes to see just someone trapped in a life, raising a family at the expense of her own dreams and desires. Only for her children to constantly disappoint her.

Fidelisa laughs again, “I have said too much already my dearest, though he is the one being in all Gehenna that Mistress Hekate has no idea of how to wrap him around her little finger. And yet from my conversations, I believe Master Aiwass does care deeply for his baby sister.”

Shock crosses the young woman’s face, “Baby sister, you mean, Miss Hekate?” giggling at the revelation of the demoness that transformed her being treated like a child.

Fidelisa mocked admonishing the young lady, “Now, Mistress Alexis, don’t ever let your mother hear you say that or we both would be a lot of trouble.”

Alexis just grinned and nodded, “Yes, Aunty Lisa.”

The imp shook her head, “Now dear, why don’t you put that book back where you found it and we will get started on today’s lessons.”

The woman sighed, climbing from the chair and replacing the book high on the shelf where she had found it. Then returned to the seat as Fidelisa had moved a chair in front of it. Taking the seat, Alexis gazed into her eyes, “We will be doing the bonding ritual thing again?”

“Yes, dear, although this time we won’t be going into memories, just learning to discipline and order your mind. We will be visiting my mindscape, and hopefully inspire you to develop your own. It is a very important thing in life, and will help keep your memories orderly and accessible.

Alexis nods, “Yes, ma’am, I understand.” And with that she held out her hands and closing her eyes.

The woman smiled as she placed her palms against Alexis’s, matching her breathing, and feeling the young woman’s aura washing over her. She knew if she was not careful the girl could overwhelm her and enslave her. Knowing though the effect that would leave her young charges mind in.

The two women’s psyches entered into the astral realm and the house faded from their consciences.