" Ameria berated herself for those words since she herself was attracted by the opportunity for a hug, healing, and happiness, and yes, damnit sex. He... full bodied neighbors and friends felt the same, with only slight variances of fear, sexual wantonness, deviance, foolishness, fun, and frolicking."The alleged curse, like all curses, was uttered in hate, fear, or ignorance; it can be lifted, lightened, and licked by love, courage, and hope." These hortative words of the Harlequin were enhanced. "Do I have to sit here all day or are you guys gonna count?" I asked to no one in particular. That seemed to snap them out of it. They counted to three and I got off of the still unconcious Bonecrusher. I watched the paramedics drag him out. The announcer came up onto the stage. "What's your name, girl?" He handed me the mic. "Sierra Gutierrez." I said into it. The crowd cheered. Vladimir came into the stage and enveloped me in a hug. I kissed him and remembered to slide my tongue onto his lip. “Sorry I called so late.”Before he has a chance to reply she has already hung up. Sandy lifts her head up and makes a noise. Alan looks at her and groans. “It’s alright girl. Maybe I should have listened to you and not pushed it with Marian.” He is fully awake now, petting and rubbing Sandy as he thinks about his current situation. With a shrug he picks his phone back up and calls her back.She answers almost immediately. “Can I come by for a minute?” she asks.“Sure,” he grunts.A few minutes. “Meyra, Athea is here to take us into the town. She wants to buy all we need to be ready to join them when they will be leaving Paras tomorrow. We will sail to Vernya, the battlefield of the western war that we heard about,” Chalissa told her friend absently, still busy trying to comprehend the news herself.“WHAT?” Meyra cried out.“Calm down Meyra. As I already told Chalissa, we will take you with us on our journey to Vernya, but your life won’t change that much. My brother wanted you and now.