Impressions: The Last of the Nobility
Beware of the Dragon Wolf. There is a tale of supernatural beings, some gods, some demigods, others the fates themselves in the long-lost noble lineages. Then amongst the supernatural was the Scio, a people with the knowledge of all beings and the ability to live harmoniously with those of goodwill. Legend has it that one day the oldest noble lines will intertwine combining the legends of the west and the east with the legend of the Cradle of Mankind. The tale warns of the power of the dragon rising and suppressing the wolf or worse destroying the cradle of humanity. Such power and majesty are rumored to belong to the most beautiful and the strongest. But everyone knows that legends are exaggerations and tales are for putting children to sleep. Thokozani is considered a well-behaved child, disciplined and obedient to her parents. Little Miss Perfect since everyone can remember, Thokozani is the epitome of stability. Nathaniel Woodcombe is the youngest and weakest of the Woodcombe boys all known for their acts of bravery and patriotism. Their Lineage is royal from the beginning of time. The Woodcombes have suffered great losses and only Nathaniel and his nephew remain as the male descendants of supreme supernatural beings. As evil seeks to gain control of the world and leave yet another plane devastated a Fate takes a huge gamble. The fate of humanity lies in the hands of the weak, young, and naive. Will the world make it or is it doomed to the same fate of the Earths before? Will the last of the noble lines be worthy of the task or will yet another planet be plunged into darkness and despair? Or will love prevail and a new world emerge?
Chapter 32 Legal Guns
He swore out loud. One of the groundsmen tending the grass on the traffic circle asked him if he was okay. He nodded and smiled.
As soon as he was out of sight for the grounds workers he looked as scared as he felt. The plan had been so simple; stick around HSE until March and then he'd be able to breathe. In fact, from June to September he'd made double payments; one from his account and one from the joint account.
Thoko and he had agreed that two payments of $9,999 would be paid out to The Corporation from their account. She'd been faithful to regularly put through the payment since June. A simple plan.
Ronald walked into the parking garage and headed for his car. His plan had been to surprise Thoko with an early Christmas present: no debt due to The Corporation. Then Precious had shown up.
Ronald got to his car and gave it a cursory glance. It was a new model German-made luxury sedan that he was still making payments on. He sighed. He'd hate to give it back.