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"With the refusal of Titania, I became desperate. My last hope was one of the magical tribes left in the world would help but time had ravaged them. Their numbers short. So short that they were thought either myth or extinct altogether. Don't laugh but I went in search of a psychic who could lead me to the one I needed. It was my first time in the New World. I traveled as a human as I saw what became of Fae that had come here. It broke my heart to see them caged, killed for pleasure, or simply surviving from day to day. It almost caused me to lose faith in my cause. I wandered for three years trying to find a real one out of the fakes. A twinge of magic felt in Arizona led me to a reservation. There I met a most interesting woman. Her name was Euna and she was a descendant of the ant people" he said.

 

"Pwahahaha! Ant people?! Now I know you're fucking with us!" Claire laughed. "No, I'm not. Ant people are a tribe of tiny people that saved the Hopi from starvation. * I don't know if any exist anymore. May I continue?" he asked irritated. Claire nodded.

 

(Authors note: a real myth from Hopi culture. No, seriously)

 

"You have come a long way old one" she said with her back turned to me. "You know of me?" I asked looking up at her. She was younger than I expected. Early 20's with black hair. Her skin the color of tanned leather. Her eyes beguiled her age. Barefoot standing on the stone floor. By many accounts very beautiful. "Yes, Oberon I know of you. I had a vision of you coming to me years ago when I was a child" she said turning around. Her footsteps caused tiny tremors in the stone. Her giant feet stopped inches from me. I admit some amount of fear was in me as I looked upon her massive toes. She bent down and sat her hand on the floor. "Step into my palm. There is not much time" she said. I stepped into her palm and she carried me to this table. On it was a bowl of water steaming hot. "I've come for your guidance. This is a woman..."

 

"I know of Ebonheart. You seek the one who can help you destroy her completely" she said. "...yes" I replied bewildered. She pricked her finger and let the blood drip into the water. She spoke an incantation as she stirred. "We must hurry old one. I need you to ejaculate into the water" she said. Now I get how weird that sounded but seeing her worried expression, it seemed time was of the essence. Fortunately, I was still as virile as I ever was, and I came in the bowl after jerking for a minute. She had snaked her hand into her loincloth and she moaned slightly. Her hand came back out with fingers slick with her juices and she shook them into the bowl. Again, she stirred. I was shocked when she drank the liquid. She went into convulsions and stopped.

 

"To banish the eternal darkness, light is needed. One born of human and the other the descendant of Fae. The borrower will contain the blood of all five tribes and the human will have descended from the humans who once dwelled in the land of the Celtic gods. Together they will sire The Child of Light. The one chosen by fate to extinguish the heart of darkness" she said before snapping out of it. She screamed as a bolt of magic shot her in the back and she shrank down and collapsed on the floor. "Ebonheart!" I yelled seeing her in the doorway. She was still in the German woman's body and her nose was bleeding. "Accursed body. Can't even manage a shrinking spell without injury" she said reaching down to pick the Hopi woman up. She was limp in her fist. "Let her go!" I yelled. "I shan't. Now awaken mortal and tell me who will sire this child, so I may strangle this threat in its infancy" she said squeezing her. The woman screamed as her ribcage broke. "Never foul creature!" the woman yelled shooting Ebonheart in the eyes with feeble magic. Ebonheart yelled and released her as she rubbed her eyes."

 

"It was very clear this woman was part Fae. Her innate Magic fueled her visions and what little she had was used up just now trying to get free. I flew down and caught her before she splatted on the floor. She was coughing blood. Her ribcage crushed. "I'm so sorry" I muttered. "Don't be. I've known of this moment since I was a little girl. I awoke this morning knowing I would die. Let me finish...my vision" she coughed. She kissed me roughly. Her tongue in my mouth. Her blood in my mouth. It was the most passionate kiss I've felt in a thousand years. It was broken by a blast of wind. Ebonheart snatched her up. She placed her fingers around her head. "I'll find out one way or another!" she yelled. She was going to use magic to rip it from her mind. What I did next still haunts me. Just another sin. I used ice magic to send a shard of ice into her tiny back. She cried out and then went still. "Bastard" she muttered.  she placed her body in her mouth and chewed her to ribbons. "Yes...yes! Her visions carried on her blood! I see a human girl and a borrower boy! North America...northeast! I can almost...no! It's gone..." she muttered. "Must be irritating to be so close and yet so far. Millions of girls and thousands of borrower boys. I know which ones....and I'll never tell you" I laughed. " I'm going to kill you you feeble little caster but not before I rip the information out of your withered mind!" she yelled just before she staggered. She felt weak. "Too many spells at once...lucky...you got lucky" she said staggering out the door. I survived but it didn't feel lucky. That girl died because of me. Her blood still lingered in my mouth and as I questioned any God or goddess if this was worth it I received the vision she had given her life for me to have."

 

"I saw a tiny boy of 7 or 8 sitting on a leaf staring at the stars. A borrower child dressed in nothing but a leaf loincloth and a man below called his name for him to come down. The name was Marcus. And suddenly I saw a human girl of similar age dressed in a nightgown reading a book pausing to look out the window at the same stars. On the wall of her room was a name embroidered on a sign. Bethany. I'd had found the bloodlines that would someday merge to create the Child of Light" he said.

 

"Bethany? My grandma?!" Aspen yelled. "Marcus...that was my grandfather’s name" Keith said. "Yes...yes they were" Oberon replied. "Then the child Aspen is carrying is The Child of Light?!" Claire asked. "I hope so. Many sacrifices were made in that hope" he replied. "What kind of sacrifices and how did you end up in Keith?" Rebecca asked. Oberon was quiet. "What I did I do without choice. Billions of lives are at stake. I..." he said turning away. He was shaking. Aspen turned his head with her hand gently. "Just tell us" she said. "I watched both of them for years. I even made myself known to them out of curiosity. Marcus was a remarkable child. Brave, fearless, worried about others. Sound familiar? I masked my true form and passed myself off as a borrower to both. I helped Marcus once when he was out alone. Caught in a spider web, he would've surely died. I freed him and he asked me how he could repay me. I told him to venture to a borrower colony not far away. There he would meet his destiny. Following my direction would be his payment. I knew there were many females to be found and one would be his destined one to bear his child."

 

"Bethany was unlike any child I had met for many years. She saw borrowers as complete equals. Cried when she saw one hurt or killed. Her father was a drunkard and her mother a recluse. It left the child lonely. Some nights I would come to her as I felt sorry for her. I told her of tales long ago. Stories of tiny people all over the world. Her feet would patter and patter rhythmically as she was enraptured by my words. I admit I found myself spending far more time with her than Marcus. Years ticked by and I watched this young girl grow into a young woman. I even fell in love with her. I shouldn't have. She was not mine to have. The night before her wedding she asked me to show her the world from my perspective. A request she made after telling her what I was years ago. I said yes. She looked so beautiful in her white nightgown. So fragile after shrinking her down to my height. I held her hand and whisked her outside."

 

"Her eyes full of wonder. Common things to me seemed surreal to her. Fireflies as big as her torso lit up the night. Foraging ants scared her and he hugged me tight. Her smell was radiant. And her eyes met mine and we kissed. We...we pleasured each other. She sucking my penis...me sucking her toes. My lips caressing her nipples. Sorry if this is graphic Aspen but this is what happened. And when the time came for me to make love...I broke it off. "Why did you stop?" she asked upset. "You're meant for another" I replied. "I don't care about him! I want you! You were the one so mind to me all these years! Not him!" she yelled. Her voice was breaking. "I loved out time together but we aren’t meant to be with one another. I am sorry Bethany" I said. She cried the whole way back. I unshrank her and saw her collapse on her bed sobbing. Believe me when I say I wanted to be the one for her. I would have done anything to make her happy. Just...just not that. And like that I stopped coming to her and let her live her life"

 

"She never forgot about me though. She took the stories I told her and wrote about them. She sent off the writings to a publisher over and over until one day they wrote a compendium about them. The book in the study are based off what she wrote" he said. "You and grandma?" Aspen asked. "Me and grandma..." he replied. "I saw the dangers of meddling in their lives so I stayed out of them. I watched them have children and make families of their own. I watched them grow old. And I didn't interfere with their lives. But not long ago I was forced to return into them. By this time both of you had been born and I saw that in each of you were the seeds to give birth to the Child of Light. Keith the borrower had the blood of the five tribes in him. You Aspen were the descendant of a human who lived in Tír na nÓg. Now I just had to wait but fate had other plans."

 

"One day as I watched you I noticed an unusual flock of crows around your home. Each day one more would appear. Not normal crows either. One with magic in them. Crows are bad omens and I knew death would come upon your house with days. I feared it would come for you so I began to shadow you. You never saw me. I would hide in your sock drawer. Your closet. Underneath your bed fearing something would come to take your life away. Then you went on a car ride with your parents. I should stop" Oberon said. "Continue..." Aspen said slightly cold. "...The crash was brutal. Time stops when she comes for your life" he said. "She? Who's she?" Aspen asked. "Well she is not really a she. It can have both genders, but she appeared as a woman at that moment. The Morrigan" he replied. "Who's Morrigan?" Claire asked. "A Celtic deity of death. Of those who carry Celtic blood and die, it is The Morrigan who comes for them. It's different for others. If they're Japanese then it's a Shinigami, Anubis if you're Egyptian, Thanatos if you're Greek. The Morrigan had come the family of McCormick. And as their car slammed into the tree time stopped."

 

"As a high-ranking Fae, such a thing had no hold on me and I saw her. She had taken female form. A frayed black dress, her finger and toes painted black. Crow feathers for a necklace. Her irises jet black. Well you get the idea. She brushed aside the shattered glass frozen in the air and peered into the car. "Morrigan" I said. She turned to me as I landed on her shoulder. "Oberon. It has been over three millennia since we have seen one another. It is auspicious to find you here" she said. "This is not a social call. I have great plans for the child here" I said. She looked at you Aspen. "The man will shatter his ribcage on the steering wheel. A rib bone will pierce his heart. Death will be immediate. The child will be thrown headfirst into the center column breaking her neck. Death will be immediate. The woman carrying her unborn offspring. The glovebox will pop open and slam her abdomen into it. She will survive but her unborn child will not" she said accounting for everyone in the car. "That child is part of a prophecy. She cannot die. She is meant to save humanity" I said."

 

"Be as it may old one, I cannot spare the life of those whose time has come. Doing so would cause imbalance. Now leave me to my work" she said brushing me off her shoulder. I landed on the ground. The first pieces of glass and metal under my feet. And I stared up at her I found conviction. Something not easy staring at death herself. I punched her big toe. Her skin cold and the color of ash felt strange on my fist. "You said you have to preserve balance right? Then a trade. An equitable trade" I said. She bent down to pick me up. "What do you propose?" she asked. Oberon hesitated. "You didn't. Tell me you didn't" Aspen asked. "The life for the girl for the life of her mother. A life for a life" I said. She mused on it. "And if she has children that would cause imbalance" she said. "Better than the alternative. Ebonheart has tried to destroy humanity and with the advent of nuclear weapons. Well how much of your balance would survive with millions of dead Celtic within an hour? One extra child is a grain of sand compared to that" I said. "Agreed. I accept your proposal" she said with no emotion. With her hand she pushed your frozen body a few inches to the right. Just enough that your shoulder would be caught by your mother's car seat. Time started back up"

 

"I watched it finish and your mother was still conscious. Trying to take some responsibility, I went to her. The glovebox had virtually bisected her liver. She was long for this world. "What...are...you?" she asked eyeing me standing on the dashboard. "A friend Janice. I'm so sorry" I said. "You...know my name?" she asked. She looked around and saw her husband dead. She whimpered. "Aspen! As... *cough cough*. It hurt so much so see her that way. She could barely speak so much blood came from her mouth. "She's alive. Injured but she'll live" I said. She took comfort in that. "How..."

 

"Do I know your name? I've watched over you since you were born" I said. "The borrower with the flower. I thought you were a dream" she muttered. "No. That was real" I said softly. She had remembered a time I gave her a flower when she got lost as a young girl. And I silently wept remembering her that way. "Watched over me? Please...please do that for Aspen" she begged. "I've been doing that since she was born too. Here" I said using gentle wind magic to place her hand in yours. She looked happy. And then...then she was gone" Oberon said so softly he was barely heard. Aspen broke down crying. "WHAT GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO MAKE SUCH A DEAL?!" Aspen screamed. Oberon didn't answer. Claire tapped Aspen's size watch and shrank her down. Afterwards she hugged and cuddled her to her. "Aspen..." Claire said stroking her hair. "It hurts...it hurts so much" Aspen sobbed.

 

"You did that on a false assumption" Keith hissed. "False? I don't see how" Oberon said. "You keep alluding to her starting s nuclear war but if that was true then it would've happened by now" Keith said. "Good point" Rebecca said. "Ebonheart chose her host not because of ease. Our souls can only possess those who carry Fae blood. Only those with an affinity. Thankfully, nobody on the planet who can turn a key to launch a nuke carries that. A silver lining so to speak. I've had years to plan for as many contingencies as possible. So, when I say I didn't make that deal lightly. Believe it. I loved your mother just as much as I loved her's. The traits I find desirable in women was passed down across three generations. I was there when she was born. I was there when she died. You suffered Aspen. No doubt but look at me. I watched your mother form in your grandmother's belly. I was in the room when she took her first breaths. I even blessed her with my own blood. And when she died part of me did too. Her favorite food was pot roast. Her favorite color was green. She hated her feet as she had webbed toes. When she sneezed...she sounded like a duck. She..." Oberon said before stopping. He held his head in his trembling hands.

 

"I left an orchid on her grave every year on her birthday" he said. Aspen jerked up. "That...that was you? I wondered for years who did that" she said. "They were her favorite" he said. Aspen saw that he had suffered her loss as well. Maybe more so. "So you can possess me because I have Fae blood?' Keith asked. "Yeah...Oberon replied. "Okay then...so where is your body?" he asked. "Sold it to Morrigan" he replied. "Excuse me?" Keith asked. "When Janice died, it was not the last time I had encountered Morrigan. I met her again 5 years later saving you and your sister" he said. Everyone looked dead at him. "You remember the moment your parents died right? Of course you do. You and your sister on the slippery middle slope. The crows led me to you that rainy day. And there I found you being dragged by your sister. Time had stopped and Morrigan had appeared once more. This time in the form of a young human boy. He giant face looking at the clump of dirt suffocating your parents."

 

"Oberon. Again this is auspicious. Don't tell me one of these is part of your prophecy" he said. "The boy is" I replied. "In a moment their feet will slip and they will tumble onto this sticky clump of earth. The rest of this ceiling will fall and their fate will be that of their parents" he said. "You know what I will ask" I said. "Indeed, but you have nothing to bargain with. I granted your boon only because there was the mother and out of nostalgia for you. If nuclear was is to occur...then it will occur. I will not be deterred" he said. "But I do have something to trade. Something you haven't collected for many centuries" I said. He looked at me and sat down on the muddy ground. His bare feet encircling the entrance I stood. "You. You propose you" he said. "I do. My life for both of theirs" I said. "Both?! You presume much Fae!" he yelled bringing his feet closer together as if to threaten me"

 

"Obviously I need the boy but he is young and weak. Unlikely he would survive the first winter alone. His sister is needed" I said. Even the life of an immortal doesn't pay for both. One is find but not both" he said. "Then a counteroffer. His life be spared but his sister gets a stay of execution" I said. "Hmm...she gets two years of extra life.  No more" he said. "Agreed" I said. He nodded and used his fingers to create tiny steps in the mud for you and your sister to use to climb. "Now for you Oberon" he said. "Make it painless please" I said. "For old times’ sake I will" he said standing up. He raised his dirty giant sole over me and it came crashing down. Squashed into the mid like an insect. Me the High Fae. A being older than most civilizations smashed flat under a dirty smelly foot of a young death God. Well at least it was quick. My soul hovered over my body. "What will you do now? Join your brethren in the afterlife?" he asked. "No. I still have work to do" I said flying over to you and entering your body. "Very well Oberon. Just you know that the fate you conspired today maybe more gruesome than one that was previously ordained" he said before disappearing and time resuming.

 

"It felt strange being in your body. I could feel everything and nothing. Glimmers of magic still existed in my soul, but it was like a man seeing shadows in the darkness. I could feel your sister's hand in yours. Your borrower senses invading my very being. Her smell. The cold earth under your feet. I knew what mortality truly was."

 

"Over the next year, I went back and forth possessing Keith and Claire. Watching over my precious charges. It warmed my heart to see Aspen happy and it saddened me to see Bethany running out of time. And one night I possessed Claire, I could sense that Bethany would not see the next morning. I awoke in Claire’s body. Sticky with fluids and smelling of Aspen. She herself was snoring blissfully with a grip on my body" he said. "Oh my god that's invasive" Claire hissed. "But beautiful. You didn't let size, species, or gender get in the way of love. An immortal can learn lessons from you two. I pulled myself free of Aspen's grasp and cleaned myself up. I looked at the mirror. Wasn't my face or my body so I used a glamor to give myself the illusion of my old form. Then I proceeded to Bethany's room. She sat in her bed reading Alice in wonderland. The same book I first found her reading so my decades ago. She was wrinkled now. Her hair grey but she still had those pretty eyes. In the windowsill was a crow watching her. I flew up to it. "Morrigan. All I ask is for a few extra minutes" I said. The crow cawed. It's sound alerted Bethany to my presence. "Thomas? Is that you?" she asked reaching for her glasses. "No Bethany. It's not the husband of Rebecca. It's Oberon" I said fluttering onto her bed.

 

"Her eyes lit up like a child's seeing me. "I missed.... *cough cough* missed you" she said wheezing. "I missed you pretty girl" I replied. "Flatterer. I'm as wrinkly as a prune now" she chuckled. "But your soul is as pristine as ever" I replied. "I haven't seen you since before I was married. What brings you here tonight?" she asked. She always was a sharp one. I hesitated with my answer. "You came to say goodbye. This is it for me isn't it?" she asked. "...yes" I replied. She wasn't scarred or crying. She seemed content. "Aspen..." she muttered. "She has good company and I will keep watching over her" I said. "I lived a long life. I've lost much and gained much. I even saw my grandchild graduate high school. I..." she said before looking away. "Hold you palm out" I said. She placed it down and I stepped into it. Her palm was surprisingly smooth and warm under my feet. The old giantess hadn't changed at all in the ways that mattered. She brought me up to her face and kissed me. "Close your eyes" I said. She did and a cast an arcane spell on her. "Where are we?" she asked looking around. "Inside an old dream of mine. Look around Bethany and see what once was Tír na nÓg “‘I said.

 

"Inside a dream, time has little meaning and reality is what you make of it.  Bethany was young once more and my size.  Curious as can be looking and marveling at everything. I showed her around my dream realm. Introducing her to friends long dead. She was treated like royalty. Gossamer robes, a strawberry vine as a crown. And in her beauty, we made love. Love of all kinds. Same size, me big and her small. Me small and she big. Ever trusting of one another. She felt fragile in my hands and I felt weak inside...well all good things must come to an end. I felt her life ebb away as I held her in my arms. "Bethany..." I said. "It's time...I understand. Can you answer me why you chose me? Of all the girls in the world...why me?" she asked. "Your bloodline will sire a child that will save the world. Auguries point to Aspen" I said. "Hate to break it to you but Aspen is involved with a girl" she chuckled. "Be as it may, time will reveal what it will. Having said that, I am happy that you were the one prophecy led me to. Even though you're human, you brought forth a magic very special" I said.

 

"What is that?" she asked. "Unconditional love. Bethany, it was an honor to have known you" I said barely able to keep composure. "As it was for me my fairy King" she said bowing. she shuddered and collapsed in my arms. The spell broke and I found myself looking at her body laid down in her bed. Alice in Wonderland had dropped onto her chest half open. I glanced at it. "(Alice) How long is forever? (White Rabbit) Sometimes, just one second". And after reading that I heard her breathe her last. The crow cawed and flew away from her windowsill. I cried and cried for her. I cried so hard I'm surprised none of you heard. I think that was the hardest I ever mourned for anyone. I held her giant finger cuddling it sobbing well after it went cold, and I only let go as the sun was rising. I returned Claire to your bed Aspen and waited." he said.

 

"That morning. I remember my cheeks were red and my eyes puffy. Thought it were allergies" Claire muttered. Oberon looked at the floor. "Then you saw what happened next" Aspen asked. "Yeah. All of it. You trying to wake her. The ambulance. You coming home and finding The house quieter and emptier. I felt Claire comfort you and I felt like I was doing so too. I stayed in Claire’s body for two weeks to make sure you would be alright" he said softly wiping tears away. " I had help from Claire but also uncle Thomas and aunt Rebecca" Aspen said. "That's right honey" Rebecca said stroking her giant thigh. "I kept going back and forth again until...until Keith and his sister were captured" he said. "Why didn't you help?" Keith asked coldly. "Cameras Keith. Revealing magic to the world would've caused chaos. It's one thing to believe in fairy tales. It’s another to want to use magic that could blow away entire cities. Believe me I would've if I could've. I loved your sister just as you did. You said I didn't help...but I did" Oberon said.

 

"Explain yourself" Keith spat. "When The machine exploded, what do you remember?" Oberon asked. "I found myself naked and bleeding on the floor human sized. Blood all over the floor" he replied. "Your blood. You've gone on for years believing that machine grew you to human size...I didn't. When it exploded, you were mortally injured. Bleeding out and unconscious I took over. I healed you and grew you to human size under the guise the machine worked. You were barely conscious as you killed that woman. I guided your shaking unsteady hands as you tore the life from her body. It was the least I could do" Oberon said to him. Oberon winced. "Ow" he said as Keith mentally punched him. "You deserved it and then some. If I could've saved her I wouldn't give one shit who saw how" Keith said in his mind. "I'm not perfect Keith. I've made mistakes. This isn't me making excuses. This is me telling the truth. I was with you afterwards guiding your steps. Helping you find food, shelter, I even tried to dissuade you from selling...OW!" Oberon said as Keith punched him again."

 

"Keith? What was he going to say?" Aspen asked. "If you trust her enough to bear your child then you shouldn’t keep secrets" Oberon said. "YOU ARE THE LAST PERSON TO GIVE ME ADVICE ON KEEPING SECRETS!" Keith yelled. Claire, Rebecca, and Lily held their ears. "...sorry" he muttered. Aspen held his hands. "What was it?" she asked with great concern. Keith never could resist her eyes. "Sometimes I couldn't find food so I...sold myself for it" he muttered. "Oh you poor boy. You were only..."

 

"16" Keith replied cutting Rebecca off. They hugged him tightly as he whimpered. Oberon let them have some time before he got to the end of his story. "And one night as you waited for a... customer you saw one of Aspen's podcasts on the phone you were given as a gift" Oberon said. "Yeah I did. I felt a connection. Her face, the subject matter. I felt compelled to see Aspen. Was that you?" Keith asked. "No. I had no hand in that. Take comfort in knowing your feelings are genuine. But I did guide you to her" he said. "I remember. I took a cab as far as I could out of Boston and walked the rest of the way. It was pouring rain and I felt as if I knew exactly how to get to her home" he said. "Yes, as I knew the way intimately by that point. If she let you into her home I would know for sure that you two were the ones in prophecy" Oberon said. "You knocked on the door and I opened. You were barely clothed and shivering. For some reason I wanted you to come in" Aspen muttered. "And now you know everything. The child in your belly is the fruition of decades in the making. All of it coming full circle after thousands of years" Oberon said.

 

"So what now?" Claire asked. "Now? Now we must wait as fate will show if this child will save us all. Forgive me but I need to rest. Today has been an eventful one" Oberon said before leaving them. "Well...that was eye opening" Keith said back in full control. Claire got up and left them. "Claire?" Aspen asked. Claire ignored her and kept walking. "I'll talk to her" Rebecca said leaving. "How are you doing?" Lily asked. "I just found out my mom was sacrificed to save my life. Oh yeah it's a fucking party" Aspen said. "For years mom would never talk about Oberon. He was a legend in the village. People would whisper now and then but openly he was a closed subject" Lily said. "I see why. What did happen to your dad?" Keith asked. "I barely knew him. My last memory of him was holding me and running. I was maybe 4 years old. When I would ask about him mom would reply "he died". She never said how though. Maybe it's better I don't know the truth" she said. Keith sighed and placed his finger on Aspen's tiny shoulder. She flinched. "I uh...guess I should get dinner started" he said standing up. Aspen wanted to say something but Keith moved off too quickly.

 

It was quiet as they ate. The remaining homunculi noticed something was amiss but didn't ask. Claire was absent as well as Rebecca. Later on, Keith sat outside enjoying a cold beer looking at the night sky. "Mind if I join you?" Thomas asked. Keith motioned for him to sit. He poured a few trickles of beer into a tiny toothpaste cap for him. "I saw Claire didn't join us for dinner" Keith said. "She's having problems with what was said. She thinks her child is...unimportant" he replied. Keith sighed after taking another sip. "All my life I believed being a giant and meeting Aspen was fate. Turns out some old Fae had a part in that" Keith said. "Doesn't make this any less real. The child in my daughter's belly. Your adventures. Saving their lives. Your feelings for them. That came from you" Thomas said. "Speaking of kids. I couldn't help but notice Rebecca smells different tonight" Keith chuckled. "Hehe...well now that Ritchie is gone and Claire is moving on with her life. I figured one last go at fatherhood. A thought from a foolish old man" Thomas chuckled. "You're not old" Keith said.

 

"37 is old for a borrower" Thomas said. "Maybe once...it's a new day Thomas. Full of magic, prophecies and heroes" Keith said raising his beer bottle. He brought it down to touch Thomas' cup. "So it seems" he said. Keith shook his head. "Thomas...is Claire at home?" Oberon asked waking. "Oh you're that Oberon fellow. Your voice sounds different. Yeah, she's at home" he replied. "Thank you" he said standing up. Oberon made his way to the entrance of their home and knocked on the wall. "Yes?" Rebecca asked wiping her hands. "Need to speak to Claire" he said. "Claire is laying down" she replied. "This is important" he said. Rebecca sighed and left. Claire came back wiping her eyes. "Yeah?" she asked. Oberon made no inkling as he snatched her up and carried her away "Keith put me down! I'm not in the mood for a suck and fuck!" she yelled twisting in his grip. "Nay, that's not it. We need to speak" he said. "Oh it's you. Still not in the mood" she said. "Not caring. You're under the impression your child means nothing. I assure you that's not the case" he said. He placed her on Keith’s bed as he sat down.

 

"All things have meaning. All things Claire. Just because your child isn't destined to destroy an ancient evil doesn't mean it's unimportant. I left out a few things in my story. Personal things. Things about my children" he said. Claire was surprised. "Why so shocked? Surely you didn't think a man 4000 years old didn't have at least one child. I've had several. More than several really. I'll tell you about two of them. Both boys born very long ago. One grew to become a farmer. The other a nobleman. Which one do you think was more important?" he asked. "The nobleman of course" Claire said. "Wrong. The farmer. He helped feed others in famine and saved many lives. The nobleman squandered money and was selfish. One day a war broke out and the farmer was a soldier and the nobleman a general. Neither knew they were brothers. In a critical battle, the soldier defended his general brother on the battlefield and the bravery encouraged the general to commit all his forces into the front line which he led personally. The battle won and the kingdom saved.  Now the nobleman saved the kingdom but if it wasn't for the farmer, all would’ve been lost."

 

"My point is this. The Child of Light will not just gather strength from her bloodline but from her parents and her sibling. Claire, you carry the one that will be the definition of what she fights for. Everyone has a role. There are none that are unimportant" he said. "When you speak you sound so lonely" Claire said. Oberon was the one surprised. "The burden I bear" he said. "Then stop carrying it alone" she replied. "It's obvious why Keith loves you so much. How is such a tiny thing so full of love?" he asked. Claire giggled a little. Oberon kissed her lovingly before setting her down. "I should see Aspen" he said. Claire nodded and let him go. Took him a moment but he found her in the study reading old books. "Can I come in?" he asked. "Sure. Just amazed grandma wrote some of this" she said. "Are you angry with me?" he asked. "More like irked. I understand why you did it but still" she said. "Please don't take it out on Keith" he said. Aspen closed the book. "Didn't mean to. Can I talk to him?" she asked. Oberon switched places with him. "Yo" Keith said nervous.

 

Aspen held his hand. "Sorry for giving you the cold shoulder after I hugged you. Probably sent mixed signals" she said. "It's okay" he said. "No it's not. You've suffered more than I'll ever know, and you've done everything for me" she said standing up. She took her clothes off. "Aspen" he said. Aspen motioned for him to be quiet. She unbuckled bins pants and pulled them off. "Do you love me?" she asked. "More than my life" he muttered looking into her eyes. Aspen took ahold of his cock and guided it into herself. They didn't say anything to one another as they made love and when she shot into her she fell onto his chest. "This me loving you. Not fate or Oberon. Just Keith" he whispered into her ear. Aspen hugged him tightly and whimpered. She got off his cock and pressed the button on his watch shrinking him. She licked him off the seat and sat on the floor.

 

She licked him all over his body and sucked his small penis until he shot in her cavernous mouth. Her hands trembled as she held him. "Now I understand. You're scared my feelings were a lie" he said. Aspen cried softly. Keith hopped out of her hands and made his way to her feet. He rubbed the underside of her big toe. "Of all the things that could define me Aspen. It is you that gave me a reason to live. I'll tell you the moment you opened that door. You dressed in that hello kitty pajamas looked so beautiful I thought I had died on the walk here. Your pretty little toes peeking out from your pants made me feel lust. Your breasts nurturing. And your eyes took my breath away. "I found her. The one I've dreamed about. The one that would set me truly free" I thought. Of any girl in Massachusetts, no the world, it was you that I swore to dedicate my life into making happy and her dreams come true" Keith said looking at the swirls in her toe print. He kissed her big toe and turned around. Aspen was beside herself crying. "I love you too" she said to him. The phone rang and interrupted them. Aspen stood up and the naked giantess stepped over him to answer.

 

"Yes this is Aspen McCormick. Yes. Can you repeat that?! Yes! No problem! Thank you!" Aspen said hanging up. "Who was that at this hour?" Keith asked. "The assistant to Sen. Ed Markey. They asked for me to speak at congress on behalf of the equal rights borrower bill! They heard about my podcast and chose me as the face for the movement to get votes!" Aspen said. "That's fantastic Aspen! When do you go?" Keith asked. "Tomorrow. The vote is in a few days...oh shit! Claire! She's going to give birth any day now!" Aspen said. "Bring her along. If anything, Claire can be the pretty borrower face to this. I'm sure her pregnancy will get sympathy" he said. "That's not a bad idea! Let me tell her!" she said running off. "In my room!" Keith yelled. Aspen double backed and her feet shook the floor as she ran past the room.

 

Meanwhile...

 

"It's done ma'am" a young man said standing on a giant phone. "Well done. You don't have to call me ma'am. We've known one another for months" an older woman said hovering over him. "Alright Ms. Hart" he said. "No that doesn't sound right either. Call me Ebony" she said pulling off his little clothes. "I did well?" he asked. "Very much so my little minion" she replied looking over at a file on her computer screen. A picture of Aspen was on it and next to it a minimized picture taken from a traffic cam of Keith. "I promise I'll last longer this time" the eager young man said. "Don't worry. I have all the time in the world" she said grinning with fiery eyes.

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