Lord of Water Chapter III - Show Me

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Chapter 3 – Show Me!

Mila sat up as if suddenly startled from the edge of sleep. She looked at me lying there awake and said, 

"Show me! I understand what you have to do, so how are you going to be strong enough to make it right?" she said.

I led her to the bathroom and started to fill the sink with water, 

"It normally takes a few years to orient myself and to rehabilitate my power of water, but it gets stronger each time I use this ability,” I explained to here.

 As the sink filled I turned off the tap and placed both hands in the sink, cupping the water over my hands. I opened them out flat and lifted them slowly. The water formed up around my hands and I just lifted the large form into the air. I moulded it into lovely swirling forms and just played with the motion and swirls of the water.

I suddenly noticed Mila's stunned gaze in the mirror and started to laugh. The water fell to the sink and exploded all over the two of us. Mila screamed in hysterics and we both just stood there laughing at each other for quite a while. Mila tried to talk, but just kept bursting out with laughter. So I threw a dry towel at her and went out to get some cold drinks for us both. She drank and smiled and chuckled and drank some more, just shaking her head in either disbelief or amazement.

She then asked, 

"How much can you do with this? And what else can you do?" 

"Well, it gets stronger the more I work with it. It is sort of an effortless thing. The harder I try or more serious I get, the less it seems to work and it actually makes me feel tired. But if I just enjoy the motion and play with it, it feels like I could make a tidal wave or something. It just feels so easy. I am not really sure how far it can go. I think that it’s totally up to me. Kind of cool hey?" 

Mila walked over to me smiling and just climbed onto me. I walked back to the bedroom with her wrapped around me like a little spider monkey and we both snuggled, falling in a deep slumber. 

The next morning I woke to the sound of a busy house. Mila was cooking breakfast and seemed to be busy with cleaning and rearranging stuff all over the place. I strolled out and asked, "What's happening?" She looked at me in the way that she does to make me feel like an idiot and said, "Come on! Get busy. We can't do what has to be done just loafing around here! Can we?" 

We did have some work to do.

We spent the next week packing up the place and organising for Mila's sister to watch over our stuff as our journey began. We spent some time with our family saying goodbye. This sure is the place that we'll come home to when all the work is done. 

We travelled across the peninsula to the port ways of the water people. After a good nights sleep at a friendly bed and breakfast, we walked through the fish market and into the moorings. This is a busy port and the strong oily smell of the fish market carried with it an industry of many centuries past. 

We turned out to the second main jetty and looked down the line of long and swift draw boats. Dozens of proud water spirits swayed and motioned with the light ebb and flow of the swell seeping into the bay. The generations of the water people is all expressed right here in the essence of these glorious lengths of pride. A draw boat pulls its energy and speed from the motion of the ocean swells and is somehow able to hold this energy for calmer, easy travels.

We walked a third of the way along the wharf when out strolled a young master of the sea. He gave us a warm smile and gently said,

"I'm pleased that you've finally arrived. My names Gary, I've been waiting for quite a while now. We sure do have a journey ahead of us," 

Mila and I looked at each other in amazement. How could this guy have any idea of the journey we are embarked upon?

Lord of Water. The science fiction novel of the millenium has only just begun.

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