II. A New Beginning for the Warrior Princess
I know this sounds wierd to all of you when I keep referring to Xena as both female and male pronouns. Well...it's wierd to me. I keep looking at Nic--now--and see Xena of the past. How wierd can that be?
We're flying over the Atlantic and I find it comforting to write while the other passengers are asleep. Nic/Xena is in her usual warrior sleep. I never got the hang of it.
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I remember the day my friend die. She had me find her body--whole--burn it and then dunk it in the water on this mountain top near the Japanese village where she had die.
After we and won the battle, I started to place the jar with my friend's ashes under the water. She stopped me from doing this one thing. You don't know how close to releasing the jar into the water without another word. How could I live without her?
I knew that if I let her remain dead half of my heart would be dead and remain in mourning for my fallen friend.
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My first mission without Xena took me as far as Egypt. But--that story is for another time. For now, we're here trying to find out who release the god of war, Ares.
Landing in Athens International airport, we grabbed our carry-ons and headed for the luggage pick-up. I didn't get much sleep last night on the plane, but I still push on.
Athens is different from when I was last here. But--of course--it would have to be. The last time I was here was in the ancient times. Since the latter part of the twenty century, I haven't been away from my new homeland--United States.
"It feels good to be back." I smile at Nic/Xena. He smiles back.
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For now on, I'll refer to Xena as the name she goes by now. It will be too wierd--later on--if I keep this up. And--I imagine it's already making your mind spinning.
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I'm glad that our first mission in this life is back in our ancient homeland. We plan to sleep out in the opening. Before this, I never really like camping. Now, I'm excited to do so.
Preparing the camp site comes like second nature to us. I go in search for firewood while Nic scouts the area. How easy it is to settle into familiar routines?
Our camp site is about fifteen miles outside the city limit. Most people--both past and present--don't know this, but about twenty-five miles outside of Athens is a great temple of Ares hidden in a deep valley not far from a beauty waterfall. And--what's even more of a secret...Ares is buried there or was buried there.
One of our past lives we accidently release him during World War II. We had no idea--in the beginning--of what we did. I was in search of my lost scrolls. Well...at the time I didnt' know they were my scrolls.
What Universal Studios don't know is? They never had all my scrolls. Do you think I had written enough scrolls for only six seasons? Well...therer is many more scrolls hidden. And--I'm betting those missing scrolls are still some where in that temple. I just need time to find where I place them.
I know this sounds wierd to all of you when I keep referring to Xena as both female and male pronouns. Well...it's wierd to me. I keep looking at Nic--now--and see Xena of the past. How wierd can that be?
We're flying over the Atlantic and I find it comforting to write while the other passengers are asleep. Nic/Xena is in her usual warrior sleep. I never got the hang of it.
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I remember the day my friend die. She had me find her body--whole--burn it and then dunk it in the water on this mountain top near the Japanese village where she had die.
After we and won the battle, I started to place the jar with my friend's ashes under the water. She stopped me from doing this one thing. You don't know how close to releasing the jar into the water without another word. How could I live without her?
I knew that if I let her remain dead half of my heart would be dead and remain in mourning for my fallen friend.
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My first mission without Xena took me as far as Egypt. But--that story is for another time. For now, we're here trying to find out who release the god of war, Ares.
Landing in Athens International airport, we grabbed our carry-ons and headed for the luggage pick-up. I didn't get much sleep last night on the plane, but I still push on.
Athens is different from when I was last here. But--of course--it would have to be. The last time I was here was in the ancient times. Since the latter part of the twenty century, I haven't been away from my new homeland--United States.
"It feels good to be back." I smile at Nic/Xena. He smiles back.
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For now on, I'll refer to Xena as the name she goes by now. It will be too wierd--later on--if I keep this up. And--I imagine it's already making your mind spinning.
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I'm glad that our first mission in this life is back in our ancient homeland. We plan to sleep out in the opening. Before this, I never really like camping. Now, I'm excited to do so.
Preparing the camp site comes like second nature to us. I go in search for firewood while Nic scouts the area. How easy it is to settle into familiar routines?
Our camp site is about fifteen miles outside the city limit. Most people--both past and present--don't know this, but about twenty-five miles outside of Athens is a great temple of Ares hidden in a deep valley not far from a beauty waterfall. And--what's even more of a secret...Ares is buried there or was buried there.
One of our past lives we accidently release him during World War II. We had no idea--in the beginning--of what we did. I was in search of my lost scrolls. Well...at the time I didnt' know they were my scrolls.
What Universal Studios don't know is? They never had all my scrolls. Do you think I had written enough scrolls for only six seasons? Well...therer is many more scrolls hidden. And--I'm betting those missing scrolls are still some where in that temple. I just need time to find where I place them.