WITCH AURORA
When the Sherpas came to yet another suspension bridge, in a broken English, explained to the two women who had hired in Kathmandu that would never go beyond that point. They were not allowed to blatantly defy their gods, were too afraid, and no of them had never ventured over the bridge and who in the past had dared to do so, it was never returned. If women had wanted to continue, they would have done at their own risk, they would leave the bare essentials to carry in their knapsacks on their shoulders, some food, the chocolate bars, a camping stove and a two-seater lightweight tent igloo. They would stay three days, not more, to wait. The day was wonderful: the thin air of almost 4,000 meters above sea level made it look even more blue sky and the peaks of the highest mountains on Earth defied, with their snow-capped peaks, the clear sky. Aurora and Larisa had marched in the warm jackets Gore-Tex, which had hitherto protected by sudden snow storms, often encountered during those five days of trekking. Their purpose was surely to make a holiday resort, but to arrive at the Temple of Knowledge and Regeneration and meet the Great Patriarch, in order to tap into universal knowledge stored in the temple and become followers of the highest level of the Sect . They already knew that from that point forward, should proceed on their own, relying on their intuition and their powers: if they had failed if they miss a turn, it would be extremely unlikely that you were saved, they would have been killed in those mountains . Aurora agreed to paid the head Sherpa and told him that if he wanted, he could go right now, but the guy from Asian features, holding the reins of a blade, shook his head and repeated: "Three days". A strong hot tea for the two women and leave, waving, putting the backpacker and adventure on the suspension bridge over an abyss of at least 800 feet high. Laris looking around the blue-green eyes of Aurora, who passed on the strength and the energy it needed: it was a short time who knew her, but she trusted her blindly and his esoteric powers. Laris dracu game was from Transylvania, a region of Romania, which in the late 80s was still ruled by a Communist dictator: already 18 years had become a renowned anti-communist witch, and not to fall into the hands of secret police and the general Ceausescu surely be killed, with many difficulties had reached Italy. Had gone up to that village in Liguria, where he had been able to live un'adepta of his own sect, which would certainly help and would also continue the tour in its path until they reach the highest level, one beyond the seventh. When he came to the house of Aurora, the day of the vernal equinox hour average, and saw that her guest was waiting in the doorway with the door open, he was not surprised, because he knew the powers of the witch visionaries. Aurora looked with satisfaction that beautiful girl, shiny-haired blacks, pulled back and collected in a short ponytail, brown eyes, almost blacks, delicate facial features, the sinuous lines of the body were to imagine that, under the tight clothes, a perfection breasts, buttocks and legs rare to be seen. The magician was in his sixties in good shape: the blond hair was slightly streaked with white, her eyes change color from blue to green, depending on the ambient light, his body still had the force of a forty year old and his skin was stretched and it was not obvious wrinkling. Her eyes were magnetic and when his eyes met those of Larisa Aurora, she felt a strong impulse of sexual desire towards the sorceress. Aurora pronunciation of words in a language incomprehensible to ordinary mortals, was not the Occitan language, typical of the border area between Italy and France. The girl was able to understand that language, having learned as a child when his grandmother had started the practice of magic and esoteric: he was the Semants, the ancient language of the adepts, whose origin is lost in the mists of time, a language already known at the time of the Pharaohs of Egypt by magicians and shamans, but had even more ancient origins. Aurora Laris invited to come in and drove it into a perfectly square room: one of the walls of the hall was occupied entirely by a mirror, for which one had the impression that the show was much larger than it actually was, while the other three walls were almost co
mpletamente occupied by shelves, where there are many books and manuscripts and some vases of porcelain or china the kind that you could see a time in pharmacies and herbalists. But Laris was drawn mainly from the floors of polished marble in different colors, yellow, blue, emerald green, had made the drawing of one of the most esoteric symbol, a pentacle, a five-pointed star, inscribed in a circle, in Once fully inscribed in the square perimeter of the room. The symbol of the spirit, a kind of asterisk in the pentagon formed by lines from the union which took home the five-pointed star, pointed to the exact center of the room, in each of the other areas where the floor was divided by lines and arcs of circles could recognize a variety of shapes, each linked to the symbolism : the waxing and waning moon, full moon, the conjunction of the sun and the moon eclipse and partial eclipse total, and more.
Laris was simultaneously fascinated and embarrassed.
"In the house where I lived in Transylvania, there was a room identical to this one." Aurora said turning to the same language in which shortly before had spoken to the witch. "The central tile indicates the exact point where happened in the past something important, something infinitely beautiful or extremely ugly. My grandmother told me that, at that exact point of my stay, many centuries ago, a prince descended from the Carpathian Mountains, in a full moon night, he made love to a beautiful girl and a baby girl was born quell'accoppiamento , which would give rise to our race. But other than that, I also know that, causing the lowering of the tile, snap a mechanism that brings out a lock hidden behind a shelf: my grandmother marched from his neck a gold chain in which a key was stuck, too 'it gold, slipped into the lock and the mirror was moved and allowed access to a secret room, where they were kept books, manuscripts, scrolls, also very old, that his ave had passed and that it was the knowledge that you have granted access to those who aspired to become followers of the seventh level. "
" From what you say, and what I see with my powers, I know that you already had access to those documents and have, like me, the powers of the seventh level, so it is useless for you to open the secret room hidden behind the mirror together, instead , we can face the path that will lead us to the highest level, that of universal knowledge. "
As he spoke, Aurora took the tobacco from a precious china and put him in two maps, for the rolling with ability to form two cigarettes, offered one to Larisa, then lit a match, bringing the flame to the first cigarette of the young, then to his. Aspiring large puff of smoke, Larisa realized that the tobacco had been an exciting mix drugs, but she was already accustomed to that kind of smoking mixture: if it had been, it would fall prey to the will of the magician, as in a 'hypnosis caused both by drugs and occult powers of Aurora. The drug stimulated sexual desire in her hand, went to Aurora and let him kiss her and caress; off cigarettes, the two undressed and lay naked together on the floor, until it reached a violent Laris orgasm.
"Now that we have combined our bodies, we will unite our minds and our souls." Aurora said the girl, still gasping for his pleasure. "Today is a special, unique, and we must use our powers combined to evoke the spirit of Artemisia, my ancestress burned at the stake exactly four centuries ago."
Laris curiously followed his speech, which he watched from the window light entering was decreasing and the full moon was already evident in the still blue sky of late afternoon.
"On 21 March 1589, exactly four hundred years ago, Artemisia was bound to the stake that was driven into the ground right there, now you see where the tile pentagonal marked with the symbol of the spirit, the one that set out above. Today is the vernal equinox, the full moon in a few hours will be obscured by the shadow of the earth in total eclipse: it is one of the stars, very rare occurrence. Ideal night for a sand, but we will not participate. You arrived here at this very hour, that I alone would not have the strength to do what we're doing. "From a shelf he took a golden cup, carefully cut off her blonde pubic hair, to make the genital area completely glabra, and gathering them into the cup, then did the same thing with the pubic hair of Larisa, much darker than his. Then he took a few containers of herbs dried, including a bit 'of that mixture that had previously smoked, and mixed it all inside of the glass, add oil, after which, he placed the glass carefully on top of the tile center. Then make two more cigarettes, which they smoked, still completely naked, to achieve a degree of forgetfulness, almost going into a trance. Meanwhile, it grew dark and the window you could see the bright circle of the moon was obscured by the shadow that slowly move the Earth from the sun projected on them, at that magic moment of rare alignment of three celestial bodies. At a time when the moon was completely obscured and its position was marked only by a halo, the two women, nude, sitting on the floor joined hands and feet to form a circle around and above the cup. Aurora uttered a magic formula: "Has Sagada, Artemisia."
The window was flung open, a lightning bolt went into the room and ended up burning the inside of the glass content: there was a grayish smoke, the smell of burning flesh, he remembered the smell of witch burned at the stake four centuries earlier. The smoke patterns and took the shape of a woman, whirling and dancing reached Aurora and merged with her. Now Aurora was Artemisia and Artemisia was Aurora. Laris watched helpless in this phenomenon. When the last wisp of smoke disappeared absorbed by the body of Aurora and the contents of the chalice was dispelled completely, the two women fell into a deep sleep and had the vision of what had happened four hundred years before. Aurora lived in first person view in the guise of Artemisia, Laris while he lived as a spectator, mixed with the crowd that attended the execution of the witch.
Artemisia was tied to the stake: under his feet had been set up several bundles, resulting from the pruning of olive trees, and then the larger logs of resinous wood of pine and fir. All had also been sprinkled generously with oil lamps. The other four poles, which were arranged in a semicircle behind his respect to the spectators, were tied his four companions: Violet, Emily, Alex and Teresa, the latter that the tomboy, as had been caught several times as he lay with other women and even the Inquisitors had discovered that he was a hermaphrodite, a being living together male and female sex organs, a woman with a clitoris so developed to simulate a small penis, also able to achieve an erection. These four women were not burned, although some brushwood had been laid at their feet: they had confessed their sins and Artemisia had indicated as their "spiritual guide", that were tied to stakes as a warning and to attend closely to the torture of their inspiration. Why was the execution to take place, as the Doge of Genoa had vetoed the Inquisitors the Church, ensuring that women would not allow, in those modern times, a sentence to a death so terrible? The Doge was proud that a fellow countryman had discovered, even a century before, a new land, America, officially putting an end to that dark period that was the Middle Ages: it would therefore never have allowed the Church, through the 'Inquisition had done this publicly burning women alive, even if they had been found guilty of witchcraft, heresy, mingling with the devil, crimes against God, against the Church and against men. The whole thing was started a year and a half before the fall of 1587, when the mayor, Stefano Carrega, and the local parliament had indicated witches inhabitants to Ca Botin as the principal determinants of severe famine, which for some time had fallen across the area, and asked the Bishop of Albenga to establish a process to alleged witches, was to put an end to their wrongdoing with a punishment example: the condemnation to the stake. Had arrived in town two Inquisitors, two Dominican friars dressed in black, one was the Vicar of the Bishop and the other the vicar of the Inquisitor of Genoa. The "crows," as the locals called them, they arrested five people to the witches Ca Botin, who, under torture, accused other women of the country, not only of peasant origin, but also belonging to noble families. At one point, the Inquisitors had come to arrest some two hundred alleged witches and the Council of Elders, considering that two women had died, one for the torture, another fall from a window following an escape attempt, he decided to contact the Doge of Genoa, why put an early end to the process and made sure that the real witches were convicted, those of Ca Botin, the group closely related to Artemisia, in all thirteen women and a girl of 13 years. The Genoese government, therefore, not entirely convinced of the correctness of the trial Triora decided to interest more closely. They spent a few months, therefore, that while the Doge of Genoa and the Bishop of Albenga not found agreement on who he was competent to proceed, the women remained in prison at the mercy of their jailers who did not spare them humiliation and abused, even sexually. In the following month of May, arrived in Cape Triora the investigator, to visit women in prison and make sure the situation. After being again subjected to the torture of fire, confirmed the charges for the thirteen women and the girl left her free, the women were tried, on charges of crimes against God, trade with the devil, murder of women and children. In August we arrived at the conclusion of the process, with the death sentence for Artemisia and the four other women more closely united to her Giauni Emanuel, Emanuel said the capricious, Viola and Alessandra Stella and Teresa Borelli, Teresa said the tomboy, to her habit of wearing their hair short, wear men's clothes and sleeping with other women. When it seemed that now the execution of the sentence by hanging and burning of the remains of the five was imminent, the Father Inquisitor of Genoa intervened, asking to be respected his position, until then pushed away from the process. It was up to him, in fact, as the representative of the Inquisition of Rome, to judge the crimes of witches. Thus, the five were sentenced to Imperia and from there transported on board a ship, to Genoa, where they were imprisoned by government, because the Inquisition had not put enough going to keep company with other alleged witches from other towns in the area. Everything seemed to go well, as the Doge had promised he would do so, now that they were under his protection, to save their lives. He would have kept in prison for a period, then, when people had begun to forget them, he would free them, with the covenant not to return to their country of origin. But the evil under the mortal remains of the Mayor and the head of the Council of Elders of Triora, it took him a hand: it was easy to bribe the guards with a few silver coins to replace the five witches with as many dead bodies of poor women, death disease or the hardship caused by the famine that is still raging Argentina in the mountains of Valle and the restoration of five witches in Triora for exemplary public execution.
Tied to the pole, Artemisia over again with the mind of the main stages of his life, from his initiation, which occurred when he was little more than thirteen years old, the magic circle created by her mother, her grandmother and other followers of the sect, near the Source of Walnut, a fountain located under a large walnut tree. Even then he felt the strong presence of evil, a negative force outside of the circle, he wanted his victims to assimilate their powers and become unparalleled in its evil power. The lessons that had sent his mother and grandmother, the acquisition of the powers of clairvoyance and the use of touch and sight to detect and cure the ills of body and soul, she had been always used for good. He learned the healing powers of certain herbs, was able to make potions that reduce fever, you take away the pain, helping women in childbirth, that they had sufficient labor to bring out the child and had learned to use, to the right doses, poisonous fungal spores, to be used on infected wounds, in order to reverse the purulent secretions. He also understood how to prevent smallpox scabs from taking sick, dissolve in a mixture of special herbs, then injecting the substance thus obtained with the aid of special needles into chicken eggs containing a chick, and closing the hole with wax. Before the eggs hatch, pick up the album, which, placed on a small wound on his arm with a boxcutter practiced, gave rise to a small pox lesion: the patient, so treated, would never contract the disease. He had learned to make talismans, magic spells to recite the ritual, to perform spells of invisibility, to form the protective magic circles. He never used his powers for evil purposes, never, and yet had been singled out as a witch and, together with his four most trusted companions, Emanuela Viola, Alessandra and Teresa, was imprisoned and tortured with ropes, with fire, with water. Early summer had come to his cell the Podestà , Stefano Carrega: it was he who started the witch hunt and, at that time, Artemisia realized that it was he who was the evil, the greatest threat looming over her and her friends. Already weakened by torture, completely naked, was bound hand and foot to "stand", two wooden stakes placed at X, at St Andrew's Cross, so he had arms and legs. The jailers shaved the hair of the genital area, then left her alone with the mayor: he walked, raising his robe and already showing a big penis in erection. There was no possibility for Artemisia, linked as it was, to escape the rape, but he knew that had to be strong, just had to give in to pleasure, otherwise, with the sexual act, he would have taken away all his powers and knowledge, taking it upon himself. He managed successful: while he felt the warm ejaculate penetrate its depths, dispose his mind to be as far away as possible from there, to wander through the woods dear to her, and her body not to even try a thrill, not even a start. The Mayor was furious.
"Too bad for you, witch you will die at the stake, you and your companions, and as they burn, the force of the flames move on me your powers."
The fact that he won that battle had given a glimmer of hope and when, despite the condemnation of the Inquisition, she and her four companions were moved to Genoa, he thought that the danger you were away. Of course that was after the relationship with the Mayor, had not come over the menstrual cycle was carrying a child, or rather, how could perceive, a daughter. He refused to think that she was the daughter of the evil thought that would still initialized to the magical and esoteric practices, just as was done with her by his mother and his grandmother, and that, indeed, that daughter would have supernatural powers very strong, able to counter any evil power and continue his race for good. But after a few months, the devil had taken in its full force: it was ally with the Council of Elders, and sent to Genoa of hooded men to bring her and his four companions in Triora, where they were executed. In March, Artemisia was near the end of pregnancy: when he came to Triora, the head of the Council of Elders, Julius Scribani, wanted to personally make sure of his condition, since it could not allow that, along with the witch, was burned at the stake an innocent child . Artemisia used all its powers to enter into his mind: it would be sacrificed at the stake if his sacrifice was served to save his daughter and her companions. The Mayor had already set up the five fires and already looking forward to the show that evening, where, for a rare alignment of the stars on that day of spring equinox, the day of full moon, would have occurred a total eclipse of the moon. But Julius imposed his will.
"I do not want to see a barbaric massacre. I sent a midwife from Artemisia known systems to provide her with an earlier delivery. The baby will be entrusted to a nurse. Only Artemisia, which is the most powerful witch, be burnt. The others, related to their stakes, and then attend the execution will be marked so that everyone recognizes that the meetings as witches and avoided: each has a strange tattoo on his right leg on the inside of the calf, which represents three volumes, three books, which represent books that have been consulted and studied to become followers of their sect. We will complete that tattoo with flames surrounding the books the same tattoo will be done on every first-born female to the offspring of these witches! "
The Mayor gave flashes of hatred of the old, but he could not contradict him, well, at least some of the powers of the Artemisia would be able to take. But Artemisia, tied to the pole, waiting for the flames had set his stack, stay focused and formed a protective barrier against her friends, who were in telepathic contact with her, and the position of the other scaffolds in a semicircle behind her enhanced protection. So when arose from the crowd of spectators shouting - "Do not save, burn them all!" - and a man with a lighted torch in his hand, he managed to climb over the barrier of the guards and dangerously close to the flame burning of Teresa, that is not burned and two guards took the man's arm and send him back to the audience with a kick ass. The man rolled on the ground and stood at the foot of Larisa, who gave him a look of disapproval. A few moments later, the Executioner took a torch from a brazier, the first held up to show off the flames, after which went to the pile of wood arranged at the foot of Artemisia, which caught fire immediately. Artemisia, the first that the flames began to envelop his body, he turned to see the moon, which at that time was completely obscured by the phenomenon of the eclipse and only felt like a sphere surrounded by a dark silver alone, and let go of his spirit. Just had to keep his power and his wisdom, they moved to Carrega, directing them instead, with the help of telepathic companions, to whom the sacrifice had saved his life, to her daughter, who had given birth a few hours and that Aurora would be called, as the light of early morning before dawn. In short, the flames were right in the body of Artemisia and bound it: the woman turned into a human torch, burnt hair, clothes is incineration, exposing the flesh, which became the first red, then black. The shape of Artemisia, who was still writhing, was now only guess in the middle of the wall of fire, which burned booming. Eventually, the smoke and flames penetrated into the lungs of Artemisia, who, with a final prolonged cry of pain, died. Aurora
When they returned to reality and Larisa were still naked, lying on the cold marble floor, but even so their bodies were beaded with sweat for the tension just lived experience. Aurora, still dazed, took a silk kimono, put it on and offered something close to the girl, who was in the grip of chills and was happy to put it on him, then went into the kitchen to prepare a relaxing herbal tea, returning a few minutes later with two steaming cups, which spreads an aroma of mint in the lounge.
"Because we had this vision, what does it mean?" Laris said, beginning to recover.
"I think I understand that the evil that has remained dormant for four centuries, is recovering and wants to force victims to sacrifice to increase his strength and power. We must be careful, because the victims could be me, you, or our other sisters, descendants of those four hundred years ago escaped death in the flames. "
" How can we prepare ourselves to face it? We have enough strength to do it? "
"Laris My dear, you and me we face a long and perilous journey to the temple where he lives the Great Patriarch, who will give us access to universal knowledge, of which he is custodian. There will be given the necessary strength and wisdom. "
Step by step, holding the ropes side had reached about half of that bridge, which swayed dangerously in their every movement, a strong gust of wind had literally freeze Larisa heart, that he tried his eyes again to Aurora, to feel reassured. Carefully, the two backpacks marched from his shoulders, wore the jackets and continued to near the grassy clearing beyond the bridge. Departed from there at least five tracks that were heading in different directions which could be the right one to follow? Aurora saw two crossed branches with the loose soil around, tried a long branch and, being careful not to go to trample on the loose soil, destroyed the cross, with the same branch then drew a circle on the floor, reciting the words, he recognized that Laris like those of a counter spell. It was clear that someone had done a spell to put them in trouble on the way forward, but Aurora had much experience in terms of spells and incantations. Come full circle and the words addressed to the sky, it was immediately clear that the departed one clear path and it was what they had Next: crossed the tongue of a glacier, the trail began to descend, until the hill prairies gave way to a forest, which grew gradually more and more dense as they descended. At every crossroads, at every fork in the path, the two, by instinct, knew which direction to follow: the woods offered fruits and berries and edible OGN
the time were a source of fresh water, so even if the Stock supplies began to dwindle, there was no way to suffer hunger or thirst. Although the temperatures were made more attractive and there was no need for jackets, the fifth day of walking, leaving the dense forest they found themselves in a wonderful valley the end of which saw their goal. The ancient temple was built, had to have thousands of years, but being in an area so inaccessible to ordinary mortals, being solidly built on the rock and he never seismic events occurred in that place, was kept intact over the centuries and millennia. But what immediately aroused the amazement of the two women was the hydroelectric plant that was visible on the back of the temple, a waterfall, which fell from power with a vertical cliff face of the mountain from a height of several hundred meters, fed turbines , which supplied electricity to the old building. Besides the turbine, a series of solar panels are providing hot water probably and perhaps contribute in part to generate electricity. A photovoltaic precursor, probably not yet in operation, completed the unit, which made this oasis is completely independent from the energy point of view.
Juntas entrance of the temple, two men with incredibly perfect body, welcomed the.
"Be welcome to the Temple of Knowledge and Regeneration. The Great Patriarch is waiting and as soon as possible, you will receive. In the meantime we will be your guides, we will take you to your accommodation, we will try to make you enjoy your visit to this enchanting place. Whatever you need, ask and we will try to accommodate you. I am I and my DUSA is mate. "
The two men, dressed only in a short tunic with colorful, were high and mighty, the muscles seemed obvious sculptured like those of ancient Greek statues, they were so perfect. I had blond hair, curly hair, rather long, pale complexion, even if slightly brown, and blue eyes the color of the sky; Dusa was dark, blacks had short hair, dark eyes and complexion the color of ebony. DUSA while taking care of Aurora, I leaned forward and took kindly to Larisa her luggage: the four, through a perfectly square courtyard, enters the building and walked along corridors beautifully decorated, now with hunting scenes, now with scenes of war, now with scenes of animals mating. They arrived, finally, to a cloister in the center of which was a swimming pool, while under the arcades opened the doors of the guest rooms. Here the decorations represented couplings between men and women in all positions imaginable taken from the most unexpected manuals Kamasutra.
Clof, clop, cloche, cloffete, cloppete, clocchette, chchch ..... 
