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Author's Chapter Notes:
For some reason, the amulets seem to be breaking down, leaving Jenyfer and Braisyde stranded in different worlds, unable to see each other.
For some time each Viking had grown closer to his loving giantess.
All three couples used their amulets, which took the boys to girls’ address,
And the girls did likewise, but the Queen would have to haunt the realms of seamen;
Since she didn’t have the means to shrink on earth, with Friemann.

Though they’d started later than the Princess, and Lee-John, the second two
(Namely Jenyfer and Braisyde) felt the deepest passions coming through.
Though he’d only been back for a day (on earth), young Braisyde missed his girlfriend.
When he tried to use his amulet, he faced what made his living world end:

He was not transported through the realms of space dimensions. Neither did
His endearing girlfriend come to him. He faced what he’d thought “God forbid”:
Now it seemed their amulets were failing. Ambloome and Lee-John were handed
Just one blessing of togetherness. Lee-John was there, when all were stranded.

In the meantime, Braisyde went to Friemann Flyte, and had him scrutinize
Braisyde’s amulet, but Flyte said nothing could explain his own surprise;
Since existing amulets, and one he’d only built that day went nowhere.
Braisyde knew where Jenyfer remained, and now he couldn’t ever go there.

With a breaking heart, he grieved alone, atop a Viking village spire,
As the sun went down each night he spent alone, without his heart’s desire.
He had dared to cross dimensions, tempting fate and met, her by intruding
On another planet. Now their love was lost, with him forever brooding.

Even Friemann, with a kindred loss, had hope that he could redesign
Better amulets, which wouldn’t cease to work. Now sun would never shine
In the scenery viewed by Braisyde, with his girlfriend lost in her dimension.
Since their hearts had bonded, each of them had been the other’s heart’s extension.

Every walk of life he’d tried before was hollow, and increased the weight
Of the loss of one so made for him. He ran from friends and stayed out late.
Every afternoon, with several hours to go before the sun descended,
He would sit out on the rocks, recalling what began and grew and ended.

Then one day he thought his eyes were playing tricks, as halfway out of sight,
He saw giant Jenyfer appear to shimmer into view and fight
Some invisible repulsion, which would send her into spasms, reeling
Back and fading out of view. The Viking acted on his pent up feeling.

As he hopped his boat, and headed straight for where she soon appeared, to thrust
All her giant strength against what held her back, poor Braisyde knew he must
Try to sail right through towards her, even if his wooden boat then crumbled.
Then she burst through into his world, screamed in pain and bent her legs and stumbled.

“You must shrink, so I can take you to the shore,” he called, as collapsed,
Barely conscious, to reduce her size, before a minute had elapsed.
Braisyde took her back to shore. When situations were not quite as hectic,
She was treated for a shock, which seemed, in symptoms, to be just electric.
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