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    Kiara
    Kiara
    Kiara
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    Kiara

    By Patrick W Kavanagh

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    This is the touching story of a journey between worlds, and Kiara's desperate attempts to get back home. Innocent love leads to accidental exile and personal disaster, and Kiara must choose between love and the possible destruction of the faery home-worlds. While she fights her own battle to cope with almost unbearable circumstances and get back to her world, - the very world she has lost is under a terrible threat. Torn apart from her true love, Jeremiah, Kiara becomes a pawn of the goblin king and his attempt to bring war and death to the faery realms. Meanwhile, Matron must decide between loyalty and compassion as she struggles with her own conscience and the dark forces which she has unwittingly unleashed onto the earth. As the world unknowingly enters a war for which it is unprepared to face, an army of goblins is amassing in the quiet English countryside. Soon the earth will be used as a base for the goblins to build an empire of terror across the universe. Can Kiara make the sacrifices that she must make to save the earth and her people? The story begins with Kiara lying in a woodland, - dazed and confused, and only time can bring us the answer to this question ...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPatrick W Kavanagh
    Release dateOct 29, 2015
    ISBN9781311082640
    Kiara
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    Patrick W Kavanagh

    Patrick W Kavanagh began writing after a series of strange experiences which totally changed his perception of the world around him. He began writing inspirational poetry and posting it freely on the internet. Patrick believes that much of what he writes is given to him by various spiritual entities, including the faeries. Both he and his wife Tina travel around Lincolnshire, England, giving demonstrations of shamanic healing and healing with drums. Patrick has been a Tarot reader for over forty years and Tina is an established spiritual medium.

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      Kiara - Patrick W Kavanagh

      Kiara

      Published at Smashwords

      by

      Patrick W Kavanagh

      Cover art by Bill Oliver

      Copyright 2015 Patrick W Kavanagh

      This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This book may not be resold or given to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please buy an additional copy for each recipient. If you are reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return it to your favourite e-book retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Contents

      Chapter 1 Kiara

      Chapter2 Jeremiah

      Chapter 3 Matron

      Chapter 4 Moira

      Chapter 5 Jeremiah dreams

      Chapter 6 James

      Chapter 7 Annabelle

      Chapter 8 Fever

      Chapter 9 Droc

      Chapter 10 Alice

      Chapter 11 The battle begins

      Chapter 12 Guns and goblins

      Chapter 13 A hard choice

      Chapter 14 Kiara's army

      About the author

      Chapter 1

      Kiara

      Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

      These were the first three words to emblazon themselves across her mind, - when words eventually came. Before that, there was confusion. Days of wandering aimlessly. Too numb for thought, and unable to focus her newfound, human, brain. She had never felt the cold before, - and naked meant nothing to the Fae. When hunger and thirst appeared, they were like knives in her pale, delicate flesh. Images of tall spires and the sounds of sweet music filled her head. Cold tired and exhausted, - she stopped moving and gave in to a growing sense of numbness. She curled up in a pile of leaves and dreamt of flying, as her short-lived human body began to die,

      She felt rough hands on her tender skin as she was lifted and wrapped in a coarse, woollen rug and brought somewhere warm and laid on a soft seat. Too weak to resist and too tired to open her eyes, she felt straps tied across her. The was a purring sound. She felt movement as she drifted back to sleep.

      Some days later, her mind cleared. She had words but no voice. Flashes of memory as she lay in a warm soft bed. She never wanted to be cold again. There had been an old man, bearded, with kindly eyes and a lady who looked like a fairy godmother from the children's books she used to peek at late at night. She struggled to remember. Then those pains started again, and she got frightened. She did not want to die. She started to cry. She had never cried before and the salt tears puzzled and distracted her.

      Suddenly a door opened, and she got a whiff of the most amazing smell. It made her mouth water. "Ah! You are awake. I thought I heard you moving about. Are you all right?

      I brought you some soup and bread. Something light to build you up. You must be hungry!"

      Hunger... ah!, she understood the pain now. She laughed. It sounded awful. Strangled and squeaky. She had no voice in this strange body she had foolishly trapped herself with.

      The lady chatted away as she ate, but she hardly heard her. All the pieces of the puzzle were falling together. She remembered the little boy in the woods. He came every day for ages. She would watch him. He made her feel funny inside. Then one day she had appeared to him. They became friends, or so she thought. She decided to give him the 'Faeries Kiss' so that he could stay forever with her. He had run away crying and somehow torn her away with him. He had not become immortal, but somehow, she had become human. As she looked at her arms and down her body, she realised that in this vessel she was just a child.

      When the lady had gone, she examined herself and was horrified. Skinny legs and arms and a little pot belly with no waist. No matter how hard she tried she could neither manifest her wings or change her shape and size. She was stuck. She peered closer at the mirror. Two huge brown eyes and a button nose, framed by dark curly hair. At least I am pretty, she thought.

      She needed to get back to the forest and see the elders. Failing that she would have to find the boy and take back the Faery kiss, - if she even had that power anymore.

      For now, she was stuck. She needed to bide her time and build her strength. By her own reckoning, she had no more than seventy years to find her way back.

      She had no intention of waiting that long!

      Within a few more days, Kiara was strong enough to move around the house. It had lots of wooden panels and carvings. She would wander around and trace them with her fingers. There was a tall, skinny girl who was always moving around with a duster, but thankfully, she always avoided the spider webs. Kiara liked spiders. She loved their delicate webs and could feel them peering at her as she explored the big old house.

      Her favourite place was the kitchen. The cook was a small wiry woman with a harsh accent.

      Kiara had feared her at first, but when she found out that the girl was dumb, - the cook had taken her to her heart. She would sit her down with pies and pastries to watch her cook, and chat for hours while she worked. She spoke about the Welton's and what a lovely couple they were. How pleased she was to have a child in the house again, and random gossip about the people from the village nearby.

      As she started to settle into her new home, - she began to sense things again. The mice beneath the floorboards with their nervous little twitches. The owl in the barn, and the fox who checked the kitchen bins every night for scraps. There were stables too. She loved the smell of the stables, but the horses were wary of her. The stable girl was also a bit sullen and unfriendly, so she did not spend as much time there as she would like. She wondered how she could persuade the sullen stable-girl to teach her to ride. She knew that the forest must be a long way away, and If she could get to know the horses better, then she might be able to ride there.

      The gentleman who had rescued her, Mr Welton, was a kindly old man. Cook said that he had been a very important person a long time ago but had retired early after he lost his only son. Kiara had to think hard to understand what cook meant. A lot of what she said only made partial sense to the stranded Faery. Death does not mean the same thing to the Fae, but she knew of a few humans who had lived with the Faeries for many, many years. Those who remembered spoke of death and loss and hunger. These were experiences that she was only beginning to truly understand. It made her even more desperate to go home.

      He was in his dusty old study when she rambled in. Good morning princess!, he said with a beaming smile. I have some great news! Some very good friends of mine have arranged it so you can stay with Martha and I, for as long as you wish. She forced herself to smile. He was such a kind man, - and he had saved her life. Martha must be the fairy godmother, she thought, - he had always called her Mrs Welton before. This can be your home forever, he said. At the word 'forever', she thought of home and burst into tears. His strong arms swept her up onto his lap and he hugged her. You will be safe here, he said, and you will never be hungry or cold again.

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