The flute and The Bard Pt 6

a depth and digging into Erika's blessing of Apollo and Kirias awakening power

"Why didn't she tell you?" M / Morgan asked confused, "Erika here is blessed by the god of music and poetry, and more. Apollo himself, Kirka looks to Morgan confused. "So gods do exist and bless people” ,Erika sighs and leans back, scratching her head as Morgan snickers.  Kiria nods as Morgan explains on, "Our dear Erika here is a songstress of sorts with her instrument that was originally MY guitar but is now a weapon and instrumental relic now blessed by Apollo." Morgan sounded annoyed and grunted and waved them off. "Now why don't you head home or to your inn?" Morgen ruffles Kiria's hair, then waves them off. As Kiria and Erika walk back to the back of their room at the inn, Kiria feels a pang to ask a question. "H-hey, Erika," she calls out shyly. "Hmm? Erika sounded while standing by her lyre, "H-how did you get blessed by Apollo?" "Erika shrugged. "I don't know; it just...happened." Kiria sighed, as that really wasn't the answer she wanted, as Erika faced away from Kiria, hiding a dark secret, not wanting Erika to know, while Erika drifted to sleep and it was dark.  Kiria leaves with her cloak on her back and the flute in hand, wanting to get more answers about these gods or blessings... Kiria wanders out of the town unknowingly into the forest. Kiria's ears perk up as she hears wild animals like deer and birds, "HAHAHAHA.". Kiria jumps as the random laugh turns and looks around. "W-Who's there?" As Kiria walks into a statue with one of its arms out, she looks up. "Is that?" she says while looking and falls back onto the dirt as a middle-aged man swings and hangs upside down on the statue's outstretched arm. The face of the man and the statue are identical, but the man is about 5 '10". The man snickered as he held onto his winged helmet and smirked, a smirk that was more smug and insulting than kind. "Why, hi there, I'm Thea Hermes." Kiria looked confused as she tried to process what she was going through. Hermies smirks and snickers. "Mortal, why do you seek knowledge about blessings, for power or wealth?" I�"I just�"Kiria struggles to piece together words as she stumbles. Hermis, still hanging upside down, offers her a hand up as she takes it and gets up. "If you truly wish to know the secret behind our holy blessing HAHAHAHA, Why don't we strike a deal." Hermis offers, "but at a price." Hermies swings, now sitting on the arm of the statue looking down to her, his godly aura emanating to prove how serious he is now. " But in exchange I want you to guide the one who holds my dearest friend Apollos's blessing." Kira has a metaphorical light bulb flicker as she processes what Hermies says. "YOU KNOW ERIKA OR APOLO? But wait, did you say "guide"? Hermies nods with a smirk and holds out his hand. "Your flute, please, Miss Kiria." Kira hesitantly hands her flute to this god as Hermes chants and blesses her flute and hands it back, saying, "As long as your heart wishes, this flute may come in aid in battle and convincing." Hermies relaxes his back, falling back and hanging again from his statue's arm, and holds out a pair of 2 small golden wings. "These wings will grant you speed and agility." Hermies laughed passionately as he disappeared with the wind as the word Guide swayed in Kiria's head.

Author's Note

I do hope you enjoy

Reviews

[Marie Kinnett]

really really good :) loved the plot twist at the end