The Emerald Tablet: Chronicles of The Supernatural Book One by JM HART

Author:JM HART [Hart, JM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-12T22:00:00+00:00

“Tell me again about your red string,” Sophia said.

She watched Joe look down at his wrist and start running his finger underneath it. She copied him, twirling the knots between her fingers; it was soft and she found the motion relaxing.

“It was wound around the tomb of Rachel, the matriarch,” Joe said, “for her protection and blessings. For me, it is a reminder to treat people how I would like to be treated. Not to bully or judge. To forget about jealousy, because it’s poisonous and makes you old and bitter. It keeps me positive. We all have negativity, we all need to duck and weave from the evil glances of others. It’s also a constant reminder of my mother, my childhood, and how important it is to try and see the good in the chaos around us, especially in times like these.”

Sophia watched his face change with each thought. He actually believed in what he was saying, she realized. The energy around him changed: he had started with bright vibrant shades of earthy colors and now they were softening, becoming cool blue and violet. The dominant color in the central part of his being was a glowing green. It moved like a turning crystal in the sunlight. She wondered what it would be like if what he said was true. She fiddled with her red string and wished it would come true. All the dark angels would starve and flee; they would choke and burn in hell because of the mass consciousness sending out good thoughts and desires. The world would light up like a Christmas tree every day. Could it be that simple?

“What you have to do is have certainty,” Joe said.

“Certainty in what?” she asked.

“In whatever it is you’re doing. Like how you said I would know which way to turn, back there. You had certainty; you didn’t doubt it for a minute, did you?”

“Well, no.”

“That’s what you have to feel. That feeling where there is no possibility for anything else, no room for doubt. You have to have certainty and go for it. I had doubt and glimpsed your reflection in the rear-vision mirror. You were struggling internally and at that moment I had certainty in you.”

“They should teach us this at school,” Sophia said.

“Something is guiding you beyond my vision. There’s something that surrounds you, a magic that floats just out of my sight, Sophia.”

She saw his energy change and his muscles tense.

The sound of a couple of larrikins screeching and laughing across the paddocks could be heard through the forest canopy. Joe stopped. “They must have seen the car.”

Sophia could hear the slamming of doors and the jabber about who might own the vehicle, and where they were. A dark cloud hung above them, masked by the trees but Sophia could sense it. She woke Father McDonald. “We have to go.”

Father McDonald was dazed, unsure of where he was. Joe was suddenly by his side, supporting him and picking up his pack, tossing it over his shoulder and his own bag over the other.

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