And we just kept walking. Like I said before, there came no end to it but what I didn't tell you was that the entire beach felt like a straight line or maybe we were constantly shifting between other Djinns' private pocket dimensions. Either way, whenever I got hungry or thirsty I wished either for food or drinks and just like the whiskey before, I felt it changing my body every time I took a sip.
Not in a bad way or so, my body's gotten a lot tighter, more beautiful. I can tell because of my Djinn boyfriend's tent his loose bermuda makes. It makes a great tent, don't get me wrong, it's just kinda awkard all the other Djinn can see it. I don't want him to be ashamed but I had a feeling this was normal here. Just as I had seen at first upon arriving here, where I saw a lot of male Djinn spending quality time together. A lot of them even having long colored nails...
It hadn't even dawn on me I had made a few wishes surpassing my limit so I put it to the test and I took my boyfriend's arm and grabbed it a few times as if to draw his attention. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me and I wished he would just find who he was looking for already.
Next thing had us both shook. We were in a completely different place but he pointed out we were still in the same world but we were at a kind of Mayan-looking temple but still in its full glory. Maybe back on Earth these monuments may have looked like this too, just about 2000 years ago?
I saw lots of gold, like it was part of the monument. Much like how the Gizeh pyramids had been covered in white casing stones, which then were removed for other buildings our Mayan temples may have been covered in gold which then was removed... But by who? There's literally no evidence that even suggests our Mayan temples were covered in gold like the one before me, right?
But gold aside, there's a royal gard that actually looks really cool. It's got something royal to it, I like it! How can I describe them? Red robes, red metal helm, red weapon. Some have golden belts while others have a golden harness and some have a golden shoulderpatch. I'm really digging the red cloaks and what are those? Boots? It seems like they're wearing black boots.
As cool as it is, my boyfriend already walked up a few stairs, turned around and took my hand much like how princes do it and he even said: "princess?' Not just to tell me to follow him but I hadn't told him my name yet and since I'm a girl now I told him the first thing that came to mind: Katherine.
And together we walked up the stairs, with guards on each side making way, allowing us to go upstairs where the king was waiting, what?! The king was as surprised with the return of his son as I was at discovering my boyfriend's a prince. They greeted each other, cheered, laughed, hugged and eventually it was my turn. The king came towards me and hugged me like I was just as his own flesh and blood and because I was smaller he could lift me in the air - which I hadn't expected he'd do. The man was so happy, like you couldn't believe. He thanked me for bringing his son back home and sparing him from going mad. He ordered us to go to a hut and I had a feeling the hut wouldn't be like those we had seen at the beach...
I still wonder, how did I spare him from going mad? Was I that special? Either way, he wanted to give me the biggest gift he could. A beautiful, big golden necklace with lots of diamonds, mostly rubies and a few emeralds. He said it had been his wife's, the queen's but she had passed away a while ago.
He wouldn't have it any other way than to give it to me, because I kind of look like her anyway and since I released his son from his prison we now share a bond. Wearing the necklace could help his son deal with his mother's loss and so I took it. It even came with a see-through red jumpsuit, looking much like what female Djinn or harem girls wore... But is that what I am? Is that all I am to them?
Somehow an image came to mind how how the queen used to look like and somehow I didn't doubt she was content with her jewellery and clothing. Was I supposed to wear this or could I wear a more appropriate version? To which my boyfriend came to the rescue and told me I definately wasn't supposed to wear nightwear in front of the kind and we all had a good laugh. And so we both went to the hut.
But I just couldn't shake this feeling... I had sort of felt like I was a prisoner of some kind ever since I came to this world, like I wasn't really in control anymore. Had something or someone really taken over?
Not in a bad way or so, my body's gotten a lot tighter, more beautiful. I can tell because of my Djinn boyfriend's tent his loose bermuda makes. It makes a great tent, don't get me wrong, it's just kinda awkard all the other Djinn can see it. I don't want him to be ashamed but I had a feeling this was normal here. Just as I had seen at first upon arriving here, where I saw a lot of male Djinn spending quality time together. A lot of them even having long colored nails...
It hadn't even dawn on me I had made a few wishes surpassing my limit so I put it to the test and I took my boyfriend's arm and grabbed it a few times as if to draw his attention. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me and I wished he would just find who he was looking for already.
Next thing had us both shook. We were in a completely different place but he pointed out we were still in the same world but we were at a kind of Mayan-looking temple but still in its full glory. Maybe back on Earth these monuments may have looked like this too, just about 2000 years ago?
I saw lots of gold, like it was part of the monument. Much like how the Gizeh pyramids had been covered in white casing stones, which then were removed for other buildings our Mayan temples may have been covered in gold which then was removed... But by who? There's literally no evidence that even suggests our Mayan temples were covered in gold like the one before me, right?
But gold aside, there's a royal gard that actually looks really cool. It's got something royal to it, I like it! How can I describe them? Red robes, red metal helm, red weapon. Some have golden belts while others have a golden harness and some have a golden shoulderpatch. I'm really digging the red cloaks and what are those? Boots? It seems like they're wearing black boots.
As cool as it is, my boyfriend already walked up a few stairs, turned around and took my hand much like how princes do it and he even said: "princess?' Not just to tell me to follow him but I hadn't told him my name yet and since I'm a girl now I told him the first thing that came to mind: Katherine.
And together we walked up the stairs, with guards on each side making way, allowing us to go upstairs where the king was waiting, what?! The king was as surprised with the return of his son as I was at discovering my boyfriend's a prince. They greeted each other, cheered, laughed, hugged and eventually it was my turn. The king came towards me and hugged me like I was just as his own flesh and blood and because I was smaller he could lift me in the air - which I hadn't expected he'd do. The man was so happy, like you couldn't believe. He thanked me for bringing his son back home and sparing him from going mad. He ordered us to go to a hut and I had a feeling the hut wouldn't be like those we had seen at the beach...
I still wonder, how did I spare him from going mad? Was I that special? Either way, he wanted to give me the biggest gift he could. A beautiful, big golden necklace with lots of diamonds, mostly rubies and a few emeralds. He said it had been his wife's, the queen's but she had passed away a while ago.
He wouldn't have it any other way than to give it to me, because I kind of look like her anyway and since I released his son from his prison we now share a bond. Wearing the necklace could help his son deal with his mother's loss and so I took it. It even came with a see-through red jumpsuit, looking much like what female Djinn or harem girls wore... But is that what I am? Is that all I am to them?
Somehow an image came to mind how how the queen used to look like and somehow I didn't doubt she was content with her jewellery and clothing. Was I supposed to wear this or could I wear a more appropriate version? To which my boyfriend came to the rescue and told me I definately wasn't supposed to wear nightwear in front of the kind and we all had a good laugh. And so we both went to the hut.
But I just couldn't shake this feeling... I had sort of felt like I was a prisoner of some kind ever since I came to this world, like I wasn't really in control anymore. Had something or someone really taken over?
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