Stories from the Cove ~Asa's private desk in the Cove~

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The town she called home had grown up with her it seemed. A far cry from the major fancy cities but she liked it. Lots of acreage and a nice old barn she had converted into her dream workshop. Her passion was making the old new again. Transforming whatever she could into a functional work of art. Eclectic and a bit of a loner she enjoyed her solitude to work and live tolerating the occasional buyer that came her way from a referral or the trucks some special shops would send to pick up orders from around the county.

Life was all fine and peaceful till he showed up. Some lost broke down out of towner asking to use her phone since he could not find a signal on his phone. His eyes... That's all it took to throw her loner life into chaos.

 

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They always grace each others thoughts.
Resting softly in each others hearts
The world may wish to keep them far apart
But it will never untangle their souls.

 

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She was a phenomenal cook to hear her friends and family talk. She never really thought much about it. Cooking seemed almost instinct to her. Never following a recipe never measuring she simply cooked. Her sister had entered her in a contest whether she liked it or not and she won. All expense paid cruise with a world renowned chef to all the great known and little known food heavens. She detested all the TV chefs and the pompous restaurants with plates of food that couldn't keep a gnat alive and charging nearly hundreds of dollars for a simple meal. She promised her sister she would go. Maybe she could get what she expected was going to be an arrogant prick of a man to understand the real joy of food and cooking being family friends and love.

 

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He knew all to well watching her around the man he was sent to destroy that she had been so broken under his iron fist that her actions were seldom if ever her own but now... In this moment... They had to be... He had to be sure that she wanted to do this. Not out of her own terror conceive fears that his is what he or their "boss" wanted but what this frightened beauty truly wanted.

 

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Life after life the world changed... Humans attempted to change but hardly did as greatly as they thought. She however remained the same. Death never could keep her for long a blessing or a curse she was a sorceress destined to be reborn over and over again. Yet eternally an old soul never fitting in with those of her alleged age every lifetime.

Always an orphan after her initial birth. She was technically the true first born of Zeus however to a mortal mother. Magic her forte... Sorceress... Witch... Enchantress. She did always however seem to have a pull to those of the shape shifter bloods. Another mystery of her many lives.

An ancient rumored "abandoned" "haunted" mansion was her home. It had been for several lifetimes now.

She had gone by so many names

Samira
Felana
Arabella
Giselle
Maryia
And countless more she was sure. For now she had chosen one that felt familiar... Ravenna.

 

[Asa]