Fe: Faith

By Justin Brian Blake

Through all the darkness caused by the malicious, faith, beauty, destiny, and true love may shine still through to the world. No matter the guise that be worn at the time, the truth is underneath.

Only the smallest pinch of badness is required to spiral an event out of reason, and he who initiated it only hides, watches, and laughs.

In the year 1024, a grand kingdom is under rule of Queen Bella, who lives as the most beautiful female to live, and she persists to reign alone as she sees that it is near impossible to find and have a man who knows how to properly reign and love. Her most valued knight is also her most beloved friend, Destino, who has been by her side since her birth, watching and guarding her, protecting his treasure at all times. Destino is known as the most desired man in all of the searched extents of the earth, but he will only accept the heart of one.

A man named Feoso is by far the most hideous man to walk. He serves the queen to his best but only desires to do her wish, not have her hand in marriage.

When a vanquishing disease is acknowledged by Bella, Feoso heads out with haste that he may find and destroy this newly found plague. While on his search, he uncovers secrets of the kingdom, secrets of his orphan past, and he proves what it is to have true strength and faith.

Through the twists and blots throughout this script, faith, beauty, and destiny will shine through to the eyes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Dec 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781532012891

Justin Brian Blake

“I’ve always found all forms of art to simply be a manner by which the artist has conveyed his feeling. Exists no wrong form of art, because exists no incorrect expression of the heart; whatever is put out by that person, no matter the format, is impossible that the author be wrong. Impractical?, certainly!, but never wrong. Each of us has a unique style, and I choose to express mine to the best depiction of what I feel as I am able, as should each individual who has a canvas to paint.”

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ISBN: 978-1-5320-1288-4 (sc)

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2016920587

iUniverse rev. date: 12/20/2016

Contents

La Fe Fea

1 Destino Is Born

2 Bella Is Born

3 Feoso’s Beginning

4 The Heart

5 Paradise And The Plague

6 A Long Journey Of Confusion

7 Ambient Feelings

8 Nothing But Setbacks

9 Life Changing Choices

10 Queen Fea

11 Clarification

12 Faith

13 Faith, Beauty, And Destiny

La Prueba De Fe

1 Regret, Uncertainty, And Enticement

2 A Small Sample Of Power

3 A New View

4 Catching Up

5 Change Of Plans

6 True Power

7 Reasons For War / Beauty, Faith, Kin, And Lust

SPECIAL THANKS TO THESE EXCELLENT PROOFREADERS

DELMAR BLAKE

KEITH LEVAN

VICTOR PAJARO

CODY SELLERS

OPENING

The Devil is constantly at work, knowing he has only a short time left. Man is the fuel of the Earth; though without, the Earth would flourish still. The Devil simply snaps his fingers for a spark, then watches as the flames burn and burst as chains,

-tarnishing the face of the Earth.

LA FE FEA

THE UGLY FAITH

CHAPTER 1

DESTINO IS BORN

T he year is 1024 and the kingdom is governed by the rule of King Gran and Queen Linda. The Kingdom of Linda is of an ellipse shape: twenty-four miles in length and sixteen miles in width. The palace wall rests within the perimeter of the wall of the kingdom, and is set atop a high and steep-sloped hill. The palace wall is more circular than that of the kingdom and is one mile in radius, and its exterior rests tangent to the interior of the wall of the kingdom. And inside of the palace’s wall lies the wall of the castle, which sets levelled with the palace wall and has a diameter half of the palace’s radius. Its exterior rests tangent to the interior of the wall of the palace, but is at ninety degrees of the palace-kingdom wall intersection. Queen Linda and King Gran have ruled their kingdom jointly, nearly the passed twenty-five years. They rule a strong kingdom, and the troubles of the kingdom have been oscillating more and less every year.

The queen’s dresser, Lady Iylayne, is the queen’s closest friend, though, they are not very close; the queen being far too busy for leisure; and Iylayne never is able to have participation with governmental affiliation. And known to all is Lady Iylayne’s husband, Sir Bruno: a knight, and the most noble to the kingdom. He is very close of a friend to both the king and queen, but more so to the king.

It is late this night, and Lady Iylayne is making for the queen a beautiful dress that she celebrate her twenty-fifth year of reign, and it certainly is the most beautiful cloth ever being sewn: large but fitting at the hips and an elegant flow from there downward to a misty, fading uplift onto the floor. The sleeves, fitting from shoulder to elbow and loose from there to her wrist, are refinely shimmered with diamonds. The dress, made of silk, cotton, and linen, is a loose, royal pink, secondarily is moonlight blue, and tertiarily is sweet, bright lemon yellow. The interior, which extends slightly about the edges of the exterior, is the purest white of visibility. In good lighting, the dress does assert its beauty; and in the night: in dimly lit areas, it shimmers as if being carried on an angel, showing even more its superiority.

Iylayne is nine months pregnant at this time, and she is sitting on a stool during this late hour working on the queen’s dress. She is the only person awake at this time, and she is sitting in one of the large and spacious living rooms of the palace. And as she sits alone in the room sewing, she feels herself begin at passing life, the moon being already over its half mark in the sky. She tries to control herself and she walks the best she is able, making way to her husband, calling his name.

Bruno is awake, reading a book in his study, when he hears Iylayne’s call. He barely hears his wife’s voice, for she is so distant in the palace, but, by night, he is able to hear the echoes of her voice being carried through the halls. He leaps from his chair and runs to meet his wife as she calls on him, and he finds her walking uncomfortably and dripping, and he rushes to her and lifts her, and carries her to the nearest medical bed.

He rests her on the surgical table and calls for assistance. She is worried and excited. This is their first child, both their hearts racing/ Then a maiden appears behind them. They did not hear the door, and each does believe that it was very quick of her to respond, especially at such hour; but equally, with their excitement, they may have overlooked the maiden’s entrance. She looks being of some twenty-eight years of age; not yet middle-age and barely outside of childhood she looks. Bruno shifts two feet to the side, not wanting to leave his wife, and she not wanting that he leave. They find the situation somewhat peculiar, and neither wants to leave the girl with Iylayne, whom is completely vulnerable. They do want that the lady do her job, but they do not have complete trust by the situation. They both, still holding hands, look at each other with confusion. Neither recognizes the woman, but that is not such a concern alone.

The woman walks over to Iylayne without saying a word and wearing a strange and trust-stealing smirk. Iylayne is wearing the type of dress designed for women whom are near their time of delivering. It is designed for an easy removal and also to be as a sheet upon which the woman may birth while on the bed. The young maiden easily unfastens and opens outwardly Iylayne’s dress. She keeps the same face: steady, nearly as if wearing a mask, and softly places her hands on Iylayne’s nude abdomen. She begins rubbing softly and soothingly across Iylayne’s bare belly. Within seconds, the child slides out with ease, and Iylayne felt no pain: only a bit of pressure. Bruno runs and catches the child in his hands, saving it from falling out to the floor. He then walks with the child around to Iylayne.

The maiden wields a pair of scissors. They see clearly that this woman is strange, but they are both afraid of offending her: seeing that she is providing unrealistic aid; she uses some sort of magic, and Iylayne and the child are completely vulnerable. The maiden cuts the umbilical cord and Iylayne caresses the child even closer to herself. The baby coughs a few times and never once screams; but is clearly alive. Now seems to be the best time to start questioning the girl.

Who are you?, Bruno asks sternly but timidly. The girl says nothing, never having removed her smile, and she slowly moves away from them, only a few feet, keeping her eyes on them and keeping her body faced towards them. Iylayne and Bruno keep their eyes focused on her, feeling timidity by the bizarre nature of the scene. The maiden attains only six feet distant of the table, and she begins changing with folds and overlaps, colour, and combustion, and she never shows a changed sign of emotion during her metamorphosis. Now Bruno and Iylayne are somewhat equally scared as intrigued, but more so scared, by the count that they have their newborn son with them. The five-foot five and a half-inch, beautiful young girl, thin, but thick in the right areas, transforms, and proves herself to be The Devil: six-feet eight-inches, naked, but from his waist downward and continuing off the floor began the appearance of hovering on smoke.

I am Satan: Infamous to most: Famous to the rest. Now Iylayne and Bruno are truly intimidated and feel truly unsafe. Your son is destined to reshape the land.

Bruno voices somewhat interruptedly, How so, being the son of a knight and a dresser? Bruno had stood upright to Satan’s face with almost no fear.

Satan sees it as nothing and answers, "His true love shall build him high and bring forth his destiny. He will be the crown jewel of beauty; Destined for greatness!

I have completed my part; I now will watch everyone play theirs." And he spins as in a vortex, and black and purple mist and fog slowly surrounds him. His exit is loud and brief as he fades away in one piece into nothing.

Seconds after The Devil departs, nurses, doctors, and maidens all pile at the door: a few entering. Everyone is astonished by seeing Iylayne and Bruno holding their child for they believed that she was just beginning the process. They had brought medicine and medical tools, ready for helping pass this child, and come to find the child born and already in the hands of his mother. Some knights and even guards who left their post came to witness the birth of the child of Lady Iylayne and Sir Bruno and were standing outside of the door of the twelve-by-eight foot room. The king and queen also made way to the scene. They had taken their time, not expecting that the birth be over on their arrival. No one questions the act and proceeds to cooing and blessing the baby.

Bruno and Iylayne consider what The Devil has said to them. They are concerned for their child but take comfort in knowing that he is destined for greatness. Truly, nothing may have been more comforting to hear. They agree at naming their son Destino, for the fact that he is destined for nonacquainted excellence, and neither Sir Bruno nor Lady Iylayne ever speaks of their account of The Devil with anyone; including Destino.

CHAPTER 2

BELLA IS BORN

F ive years have passed since Destino’s birth, and Destino has proven at being of optimum condition for one of his age. He runs, plays, and acts just as normal kids do; and in some ways, better. But he still at times was disobedient, ill-tempered, or stubborn; but is strong, healthy, smart, and liberal. He may run around the palace and the garden, and may play with the residents of the castle. He never saw any difference between the guards, the garden workers, the maids, or the waiters; All he is able at seeing is that his dad, to him, is on top and a friend of the king and queen, whom to him stand equal or under his dad and also that his mom is with his dad and very valuable to the king and queen by some manner. Other than these discriminations, Destino sees no difference for any persons. He also loves playing with the animals: especially the horses. He simply may hug and pet them, and sometimes may feed them.

Today, Destino is returning indoors after tiring himself by running and playing through the garden. And though tired, Destino continues running, to a door along the side of the castle, burning all of his energy and pleasing himself by doing such.

When Destino reaches the door, he enters, and he hears screaming from a nameless distance. The voice of the screams sounds of Queen Linda. She is now nine months pregnant and Destino has no idea what is hurting her. He runs through the palace, trying to follow the screams to where Linda is. He hears the screams becoming more and more powerful and closer and closer to each other. He yells with his young and exhausted voice, Linda? He is wondering where everyone is and is turning scared. The halls are empty and dimly lit, and Destino starts to cry a bit.

He knows that he is nearing as to the screaming is becoming louder. He sees a room in one of the side isles with significantly more light than the others, and he hears echoes carried through that isle. He starts running to the room, scared of what he will find, but the thought of danger rather than causing Destino to flee attracts Destino, for he knows that he must go to help Queen Linda. This obligation though is one of love rather than of command; Destino loves Linda so much that he sees his duty to be of presence when she is in trouble. Destino runs, encouraged now by the lit room to find and accompany Linda. His fear increases directly as he nears the room, and likewise does the same his might.

When he is twenty feet distant from the door, he hears the queen give a grand scream, but sounding more of a scream of relief. He then hears the crying of a baby.

Destino arrives at the cracked door and pushes it open. His heart is beating hard as little tears trail down his face.

Once Destino is inside the room, he sees his mother and father helping Queen Linda as she lies on a funny table. His mother is holding something and hands it over to Linda. Destino’s father notices Destino, then calls him over and says, look.

Destino makes his way to his father, now feeling comfort by seeing everyone and a smile on everyone’s face. His father lifts him and carries him over to the queen’s face to show him the surprise. Queen Linda pulls back the cloth and reveals a baby’s face, suckling at the moment. Destino is amazed. He does not understand how nor from where it came, nor did he care; He just adored simply looking upon it with awe. He instantly loved this baby and wanted to know all about it.

Destino knows that the baby will respond not and tells it,

Hello, my name’s Destino. You’re very pretty and beautiful, just like your mother. Everyone’s heart melts at this moment, and Destino looks at Queen Linda and asks, What’s its name?

She is a girl, Bruno says softly in his son’s ear, wearing a huge