Sunset arrives almost immediately. Sleep comes. And with it comes dreams of sailing within the high heavenly breezes atop Breaze.
She is dreaming of smoothly gliding on air drifts while laughing. Then Augusta quietly stands there on top of her Dragon. Standing before sitting and then every moment later back up into standing. It is a powerful display of wind surfing within the high atmosphere as her body is nude and the ways of the wind surround her.
She adores this Dragon that has long ago become her dearest friend. Her dreams often are filled with him and her. She loves him, loves the winds and the feelings between the three of them. It creates a bond that is profoundly spiritual, intensely powerful and eternal.
The dream of sailing higher with the zephyrs flowing within her braided ebony tresses has the silver colour ribbons snap bare shoulders. This snaping creates a fluttering sound, a minor whipping feeling that tickles to have more giggling.
Within this euphoria, Augusta watches the white drifts of wind energy gliding over the mammoth wings and scales upon Breaze`s body. She smiles at this. Then arrives a playful giggling of the pleasure that it provides.
Within this Augusta’s inner senses whisper that she is safe within the sleeping. She is pleased that her body is relaxing. At ease within the dreaming while still attaining the slight stiffness of posture upon her Dragon`s strong, flexing backside. The air currents surround to form invisible boundaries while asserting a surfing stance in the dreaming.
She has become comfortable with this flexible rigidity of posture when riding a dragon, just as it is when riding any beast. Most Dragon Riders state that inflexibility of posture is a ‘must do’ when commanding a Dragon, but not Augusta.
Instead, she treats the ride with trusting his abilities. Their friendship provides no true commanding. There is a strong trust between them. It is like an invisible cord existing with every movement to maintain balance and safety.
This peacefulness allows more dreams within the sailing and Bio-gen sleep. Dreams concerning the past and meeting Breaze. They connect when Augusta is young in her Neo life and he binds himself to her. The strength of their relationship is to the point of sensing thoughts and heartbeats.
She giggles, within the Bio-gen sleep, laughing at the flash of when Breaze jumped out of a window at Queen Gracio`s castle. It was to prove that a humanoid Dragon known as Draconian is a beast too. She learned that he can look like he currently does.
That dream fades into memories of the first meeting with Acentio Primus. He is a gorgeous, gallant, charismatic and persistent Terran male. He bumps into Augusta outside a café within the restored ruins of twenty-third-century Regalus. The café is a favourite haunt of Augusta`s during that time of Terra’s history.
It also is one of Acentio Beorn Primus`s favourites. At that time he came to the city for a chess tournament that he won a chance to play in. Augusta was there to destroy a clan of Demonic off-world priests pretending to be humans.
On that day both visit the café but Primus quickly exits. It had him blindly rushing out the café doors. Augusta reached for the door handles at the same time. She was trying to escape the periodic torrents of rain during that day.
The door swiftly swings open. The suddenness sends her off balance. She is going to fall flat upon her ass. Thoughts were ‘it`s a horror’ for she may not use the elemental abilities to help. Such things must be kept secret while living on Earth at all times.
Within a split second Primus`s arm are there to catch her. This leaves Augusta teetering inches from a dirty rain-puddled sidewalk. He charmingly smiles with those dreamy warm eyes gazing into hers. The staring makes Augusta feel awkward due to never needing rescuing before.
Primus continuously looks into those angelic blue eyes. Instantly he feels owned by a primal attraction due to her strong sexual aura. And that magic in her unique bioenergy does its mystical thing to have Primus fall instantly in love with Augusta.
It is all very romantic in chivalry but she is blushing. Augusta is angry at herself for such a situation too. It is not a bad thing but his looking at her leaves a feeling of more helplessness. Augusta usually does enjoy capturing the attention of males, but currently, she would rather not. Life is busy with being a pretend Terran.
To make it more awkward, Primus holds her for long and intentional moments. He nonstop stares into her eyes seeing what he later calls the ‘ essence of love ’. He believes that Augusta must have it, for he feels instant love. This weakens the normally strongly reflective senses. Hence, more powerlessness.
It is at this time on Earth, that Augusta becomes well aware of the effects of the Bio Generated NeoImmortal bioenergy. Quickly it is understood that it is a unique power in concern to Terran males. Male Terrans feel a strong sexual pull that seems to be love. This gives rise to understanding and learning to control that sensuality.
Within this dream, Augusta enjoys these memories of Acentio. He enchantingly romances in pursuing her. She shuns him. Acentio sweetly seems everywhere. He tries to enchant and is relentless in the task. She mellows with his persistence, and they become close. Soon they are best friends and intellectual comrades but he consistently wants more.
Acentio then begins regularly asking her to be his wife. Augusta remains staunch in denying him. However, the romance remains in full swing after each proposal and the relationship becomes more passionate. It is continuously filled with a lustful sexual appetite to enjoy each other in daily pleasure.
That is thrilling as all others are forgotten. It is that way because Acentio Primus holds the soul energy of that once-upon-a-time Terran male of the other lifetime. Mortal Augusta loved that the soul with unequalled love. That energy is the mated soul.
Such is beautiful but the dream becomes nightmarish. It warps into the moments when Primus confronts her about her opposition to his joining the legions of Astro Logic. From this point onward their friendship becomes strained.
At the end of tolerance, they draw swords toward each other and the battle commences with hours of combat. The duel is emotional and passionate while holding expert swordsmanship. It is intense with unkind words. Added to this is a craving to prove negativity in the ideology of Astro Logic. That becomes hatred between them. Yet somehow there is a profound love as they both receive many injuries.
Great love indeed for it provides a pseudo stalemate existing between them as the battle closes. This is a deadlock that Augusta has chosen. That is because Primus truly should lose the death dual. Her elemental abilities could take life breath, But she chooses a obsidian long-blade sword as a weapon. He deserves the respect of dying by Mortal weapons.
In the end, she is standing over Primus`s battle-worn bloodied body. Her blade’s tip barely pierced the flesh of his throat. She holds the obsidian sword securely within clasping hands. White knuckles wrap the hilt of the exquisite Samurai weapon. The scene of defeat renders deep breaths and harsh cold stares before setting him free to be a new nemesis.
It is emotional. Yes, not killing him is an emotional weakness. Her love for him is what holds the blade from the slaying. Primus should count his blessings for Augusta allows him his life, even if he doesn’t know that it is a gift. And he does not as he grimaces after Augusta announces that she truly does not love him.
The nightmare shows the two lovers turned enemies abiding on a rocky mountainside. He ceaselessly talks about if only she would kneel to join Astro Logic and the kingdom. If only, she will become Primus`s life partner and partake of bonding. If only, she will stop being immortal. If only, there exists some love within her cold barren heart.
At that statement, Augusta slightly twists the sword’s blade. It digs a fraction of an amount into the skin that lay near the blade’s tip at his throat. She sternly voices, “ How little you know of my ability to love! You should know so much more about it. Especially now that you remain alive after hours of battling one of the most powerful entities in the universe. ”
Augusta glares into Primus`s pain-filled eyes wishing to see anything that is his uncorrupted self. But no, he is brainwashed into believing that Astro Logic is the Creator of the universe. She sighs of hopelessness in telling the truth.
Primus then coldly replies, “ Love, my sweet! Love is something that I am well acquainted with. It’s you who has never truly been feeling my love for you. I have always deeply loved and wanted you. You are heartlessly cold to any love. ”
At that moment Augusta ponders all that he states. She did when the event happened. And she does now within the dreaming.
At that moment years ago, a warm sensation suddenly pierced Augusta`s heart. A heart-piercing as Primus provided distractive chattiness after secretly loosening the crossbow weapon attached to his leg. Everything went black as her eyes instantly closed at sunset.
The air held shock. Augusta seemed dead from a metallic poisoned miniature crossbow arrow. He thought her to be dead too. It pleased him to be rid of hoping that she loved him. So he spat on the body before freely walking away in search of help for himself.
Was she dead? No. A Prime can never die. However, Primus did not know that. Hence, an hour later, eyes open after the Bio-gen sleep.
Augusta awakens to discover the scars and wounds are swiftly healing. Eyes immediately search for the obsidian sword and find it inches away. It pierces the ground as the wind gusts cause it to sway. Staring at it, she notices a peculiarity beside the embedded sword blade. This is the crystalline queen piece of a chess set, Primus`s chess set. The one he kissed before every game played and has named it Augusta.
Augusta took the chess item. She knew what it meant. It has always been kept within a red satin pouch tightly griddling Primus`s muscular chest. This chess piece means many things. But it mostly means that he hopes that she loves him and that he loves her.
The pain, the emotions in the dreaming and the memory flashings are shocking. It causes mental upset as her body trembles in the awakened world. Her sleeping suddenly ends to create hard breathing. The current moments hold bad sensations as Breeze senses trouble.
“ Safe, here, you are with me, my friend. ” Soothingly reassures Breaze as Augusta stares into the depths of the night sky.
