The night had been long and Maria's prayers had sort of drifted to a stop. It had been a wonderful time, but she was tired and would have nodded off to sleep if it wasn't for the continued tension of deep prayer that Elon still manifested.
In regard to prayer Elon reminded her of her father. Her father had been a man of prayer too.
Suddenly everything in the atmosphere around them changed and Maria was instantly fully awake and looking around in search of what had caused the change.
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I watched Maria's reaction to the dark waves of thought that pervaded the atmosphere around us. Her eyes found mine and I said, "More than a conqueror……"
"Through Jesus Christ strengthening me." Maria said finishing my thought.
Good. She was as ready as she could be. I stood up and opened the door and walked out as she followed.
It was an eerie feeling that pervade the atmosphere like the calm before a storm. However there was an awful feeling of foreboding, as if something was about to go terribly wrong in a way far worse than any storm of nature.
I held my hand behind my back and Maria latched on to it and I squeezed her fingers reassuringly. There was nothing to like about what we were feeling. Yes I had more experience with this sort of thing, but being tried in the fire is not something that I ever liked to experience, even though it made me better in a spiritual sense.
"Get the children Maria and bring them to the master bedroom. Go quickly, as we don't have much time."
She let go of my hand and stepped into the first child's room as I continued on.
I passed into the master bedroom noiselessly.
How did one go about waking a former agent of Flint's skill safely?
I knew of no safe way.
I approached the bed and tapped the touch lamp that sat on the nearby table. A fist with a knife gleaming in its grasp came up at me and I barely caught his wrist to deflect his thrust at me. Flint's eyes met mine and he abruptly relaxed in his attack.
My eyes left his to drift over to Lisa. She was panting heavily, as she held a 9mm trained on my head at point-blank range. Her grip on the pistol faltered slightly, as she recognized me and the gun lowered.
"What's going on? We're in danger aren't we? That's why you came isn't it?" Lisa asked breathlessly.
There was no point in keeping anything from them now. "Darkness desires to torment and destroy what you both hold most dear in your life this night."
The night had been long and Maria's prayers had sort of drifted to a stop. It had been a wonderful time, but she was tired and would have nodded off to sleep if it wasn't for the continued tension of deep prayer that Elon still manifested.
In regard to prayer Elon reminded her of her father. Her father had been a man of prayer too.
Suddenly everything in the atmosphere around them changed and Maria was instantly fully awake and looking around in search of what had caused the change.
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I watched Maria's reaction to the dark waves of thought that pervaded the atmosphere around us. Her eyes found mine and I said, "More than a conqueror……"
"Through Jesus Christ strengthening me." Maria said finishing my thought.
Good. She was as ready as she could be. I stood up and opened the door and walked out as she followed.
It was an eerie feeling that pervade the atmosphere like the calm before a storm. However there was an awful feeling of foreboding, as if something was about to go terribly wrong in a way far worse than any storm of nature.
I held my hand behind my back and Maria latched on to it and I squeezed her fingers reassuringly. There was nothing to like about what we were feeling. Yes I had more experience with this sort of thing, but being tried in the fire is not something that I ever liked to experience, even though it made me better in a spiritual sense.
"Get the children Maria and bring them to the master bedroom. Go quickly, as we don't have much time."
She let go of my hand and stepped into the first child's room as I continued on.
I passed into the master bedroom noiselessly.
How did one go about waking a former agent of Flint's skill safely?
I knew of no safe way.
I approached the bed and tapped the touch lamp that sat on the nearby table. A fist with a knife gleaming in its grasp came up at me and I barely caught his wrist to deflect his thrust at me. Flint's eyes met mine and he abruptly relaxed in his attack.
My eyes left his to drift over to Lisa. She was panting heavily, as she held a 9mm trained on my head at point-blank range. Her grip on the pistol faltered slightly, as she recognized me and the gun lowered.
"What's going on? We're in danger aren't we? That's why you came isn't it?" Lisa asked breathlessly.
There was no point in keeping anything from them now. "Darkness desires to torment and destroy what you both hold most dear in your life this night."