The Summoner of Darkness:
A Day At Witch Pond & Fleeing To The Forest
Continued From HERE...
After walking for another quarter of a mile they reached what they assumed to be Witch Pond. There was no sign to tell them this was the place, but it was a pond, surrounded by a swamp, with spooky dead wood trees all about, and certainly looked like a place any self respecting witch would pick for a home. Indeed across the pond they could see, half hidden by the forest, what appeared to be a perfectly sterotypical witch's hovel on the shore. It was as perfectly spooky as a picture on a Halloween card.
Quaraun wasn't noticing the pond or the hoval on the other side. He was too busy slumped over a boulder, vomiting. The poor Elf was not doing much better then he had been eariler when they had seen the sign post directing them to the pond.
"How long does this stuff take to wear off?" ZooLock asked Unicorn.
The priest was becoming increasingly agitated by the Elf's increased lack of sanity.
"No way to tell." Unicorn's bolsterous expression stilled and grew serious. "I did no see what he took or how much. I usualy monitor these things. Him small Elf. Do'na take much to get him gone loopy. Him too prone to overdose himself for me to trust him taking anyt'ing on hims own."
For anyone who ever wondered
how to dress like Quaraun.
He wears many layers:
harem/palazzo pants, under a
lose kaftan or abaya jilbab dress
under a tight cinched corset,
under a sari wrap,
under a kimono,
under a cloak made of silk and
covered in pink turkey feathers.
He often wears a veil and or hijab.
All in pink, sometimes with orange
usually heavily beaded and embroidered
with giant paisley, hearts, and flowers.
Sometimes he also wears silver-gray, black,
or lilac, instead of pink, but rarely.
He is a transvestite Gypsy from Persia
he is also a Twinkie Uke and
his clothen reflects this.
Men he meets in Maine where he lives,
refer to him as slutty, trashy, and
looking like a whore or prostitute,
because his wardrobe in the books is
the exact same wardrobe I own and
wear every day
and those are the things men in Maine
say to me every time I go out in public.
"He's done this before then?" ZooLock twisted several puce tentacles worriedly. "I'm not happy with the idea of him tampering with his mind. Think of how this effects the eggs... the poor Sacred Pink Jelly Fish."
"He be high almost every day."
"I've never seen him do this before."
ZooLock stared at the spaced out Elf.
"No. Him usually not take enough to make it act like this. He took too much of somet'ng. Would help if I knew what it was him took. It'll wear off after a while though. Not much we can do but wait."
"How long does it usually last?"
"Six hours! Six hours of this? What will that do to the wee ba... the Jelly Fish?"
"Ayha." Unicorn answered. "Six hours minimum. Twelve hours if he took other stuff same time, which he might have. Un I t'ink the Jelly Fish the one what does it. Him did no take this stuff before him had Jelly brain ya know. Ya Sacred Pink Jelly Fish is very unhappy at being implanted in him head, ya know? She wanted her freedom. When ya kidnapped her out of her ocean. She dreamed of escape. When ya kept her looked in a tiny bowl of water, she hoped to return to her sea. Now she trapped for eternity in the skull of an Elf. She can no stand it. It torture for her. She not born inside Elf body like ya was. She was feral Thullid in natural state. Ya took that away from her. It why she keeping ya in chains now. Yis be priest what put her in this Elf. She want ya to know what it feels like to have ya freedom taken away."
"I was not trying to hurt her. I never wanted to hurt her. I saved her. The rebels would have killed her. Putting her in this Elf was the only way to save her life."
"Ya killed the Elf. I t'ink she would rather have died instead. Only t'ing that keeps her going is trying to be the Elf she killed. And she having a hard time of that or t'is sort of t'ing would na keep a happening."
"And you don't know what he took?"
"Him were picking flowers. I did nae knows he was eating them as well. I could have paids attention to which ones he was eating, had I gone and thunk he would eat them."
"What might he have eaten?"
"Poppies most likely. We was in a field of poppies. Shit ton load of poppies back in that field. More likely was drinking raw tears, straight from the pod. Not as strong as if it were refined, but certainly different reaction from normal. Or Morning Glories. There could have been some morning glories out there. Right time of year for the seed pods on them too. A handful of those would has done this to him. Or mushrooms. Mushrooms is everywhere and him be known to grab a few of those from time ta time. And spearmint. Been seeing that everywhere. He could has been chewing on it all day. Who knows? All thems grow wilds around here. Who knows what else? I does nae knows this forest. All sorts of strange tings could be out here for him to nibble on and get wonky with."
"You do not suggest he just randomly eats plants not knowing what they'll do to him?"
"Oh fuck yeah. Him does it all the time. Always on look out for new plants to give him new highs. Him fucking wicked addicted to it in fact."
"And he does this frequently?"
"Aye. Every damn fucking day, him taking trips to the moon. Ya get used to it."
"Why have I never seen him do this before?"
"Well, usually I give him stuff and him does not go looking for it on him own. I knows how much to give him to keep him from going off fucking deep end like this, sos usually ya sees him just wide eyed and not acting too much out of character for him."
"So he took too much of something?"
"Too much? Oh hell, yeah, too much of somet'ng and wrong time of day."
"What does time of day have to do with it?"
"In day time it impair him judgement, like what ya seeing right this now. I usually give it to him just before bed. Helps him sleep. Him too scared of sleep otherwise."
"He's scared to sleep?" ZooLock stared at the Elf. "How does one be scared of sleep?"
"Nightmares. Bad ones. Fucking pogo man."
"Pogo man? What's that?"
"I don't know. His dad murdered his mum when him was just wee lil pup of an Elf. Then him has murder of him four babies stuck in him head. And me fucking suicide does plague him every night. Him cling to me desperate to make sure I does no re-die on him again. Him no sleep well. Him go many weeks between sleep. So I make him happy dreams. Give him eggnog to send him to happy lands at night. This way him have happy dreams. Usually. I try to not give it to him during the day, on account of him get like this."
"That doesn't have anything to do with the things you do to him at night?"
"Aye. It does. That be a Yorhinbre bark. Oooh! Makes him all tingly in his balls! Gets him wanting to rub them on something to relieve the tension. Let's me rub me own balls on his. We both get to go to high heaven."
"Does he know you're drugging him so you can molest him?"
"Aye. It were his idea."
"Him like the drugs. Him like getting the tingles in him balls. Him like getting double fucked up his arse by a double dicked horse. Him like hanging by his balls from the ceiling."
"Heh ha! Ya should join us in bed sometime Squidy. T'ink of all de places ya could stick them tentacles."
"Why I never!"
Unicorn had let go of Quaraun and the Moon Elf wandered away from the road, zig-zagging back and forth along the edge of the pond.
"Hey!" Unicorn called out to the Elf. "Ya gets ya arse too close ya gonna fall in."
Quaraun wasn't listening however. He was too busy staring down at the pink and white lily pads growing along the edge. Unicorn trotted up beside Quaraun.
"Whatcha looking at?"
The pony stared down into the water, but saw nothing but lily pads floating quietly in the murky peat boggy muck that rippled along the pond's mossy edge. Suddenly Quaraun yelped and ran, stumbling across the road, and falling into the ditch.
"Oh fuck titties! What are ya doing in there?" Unicorn said as he trotted across the road. "Ya missed the pond when ya fell over. But ya fricking muckier here then had ya landed in the water."
"There is a fuzzy Swamp Shark after me," Quaraun said, terror dripping from his voice.
Unicorn looked back at the pond.
"There were nothing there," he said as he turned back to Quaraun.
ZooLock waddled over to the water and looked in. "Nope. Nothing here," he agreed with the horse.
"There's sharks in the water," Quaraun said as he huddled back against the tree he was leaning against. "They're falling out of the sky."
Quaraun pointed down to the water.
"Outta the sky?"
Quaraun nodded. Still pointing at the water.
"That not sky."
"What is ir?" Quaraun whispered, his voice growing more fearful.
"It be water."
The Moon Elf's eyes widened even bigger then they already were.
"Why is it up there?"
Unicorn brought his face close to the Elf's and looked deep into his eyes. Quaraun's pupils were dilated so much that the blue of his eyes was no where to be seen.
"Morning glories is my guess," Unicorn said to ZooLock. "Look at what it has done to him eyes. Him eyes get like that when him has had too many morning glory seeds. Not sure him know how to count or measure. T'ree hundred seeds is him limit. He prob'y ate way more then that."
Quaraun screamed again and grabbed hold of Unicorn, hugging the pony for dear life.
"They're after me," the frightened Elf wailed.
"What is?" Unicorn crocked between the Elf's strangle hold on his throat, looking around and seeing nothing.
"Sharks. They want my testicles."
"Sharks live in oceans. This here be pond. Swampy pond."
"They're Swamp Sharks," Quaraun whispered. "They're gonna take my eggs!"
"There be no such t'ing."
"They're covered with fur."
"Sharks don't has no fur."
"They're right behind you."
"I sees nothing."
"You never do," ZooLock added. "You're blind."
"Yis not helping, ZooLock."
"I saw them," Quaraun whispered.
"I bet ya did," Unicorn whinnied. "Ya gone loopy today. I does no doubt ya seeing a lot of t'ings right now."
"I see a meadow up ahead," ZooLock pointed out. "Perhaps we should get him over there. He can rest for a few hours. We can watch for danger from the hill and he could sleep off whatever this is he's on."
"Aye. Excepting him no gonna sleep. Him wide awake and ready to run at every sound. More so then usual."
Unicorn turned back into his Humanoid form and reached he hand out to the fallen Moon Elf who was still sitting in the mud in the ditch.
"Come on, we sees a place ya can rest. No sharks to bite ya balls off over there. See?"
Unicorn pointed towards the direction ZooLock had suggested the meadow to be in. He couldn't see the meadow, but he assumed ZooLock to be telling the truth. Being almost blind, he couldn't really do anything else.
When they reached the meadow, Unicorn directed Quaraun to sit and rest rest. He sat down beside the Elf and watched as Quaraun, once again, slowly fell over and then stared up at the sun.
"There's no sharks on the sun," Quaraun said.
"Nope, not one," Unicorn agreed. "Ya balls is safe here."
Nothing else happened for quiet some time. Quaraun spent the rest of the day, laying on his back, intently watching the clouds drift by and pointing out the various monsters he saw jumping out of them, while Unicorn and ZooLock, tried to patently wait for the drugged Elf to come back to his senses.
Several hours slowly drifted past and soon the pink glaze of sunset was whispering against the big fluffy white clouds.
"There's a pretty, pink sequined axolotli up there," Quaraun said, pointing up at the clouds. His voice sounded clear and normal again.
"What a axolotli?" Unicorn asked.
"A white salamander that lives under the water."
"That was a full and complete sentence."
Quaraun turned his head and looked at the Faerie Horses sitting beside him.
"Why wouldn't it be?"
"Ya been gibbering about strange t'ngs all day, most of them not coming out in full sentences, half the time slurred up so much ya can no tell what words it was ya were intending to be saying."
"I took too much of something, didn't I?"
"Aye. Ya did."
Quaraun sat up and looked around.
"Where are we?"
"Having a moment of quiet contemplation on a nice grassy knoll overlooking Witch Pond."
"Witch Pond?" Quaraun gazed out over the swampy pond. "What are we doing here?"
"Ya tells me. It be ya idea to come here."
"Ya was tripping quiet a lot this morning."
"Yes. I remember ... some .... of it. How did we get here?"
"We does what we always does. We walked. Kind of half dragged ya. Ya was looking at stars and moons where there were none."
"Yeah, ya kept laying in the road. Could nea get ya to stand up most of the day."
"I need a bath," Quaraun said.
"Help me bathe."
Unicorn watched Quaraun as he bathed himself. It always amazed Unicorn that this Elf who daily sought out a brook, pond, river, lake, or ocean to wade into and bathe himself, was also the same Elf who ran screaming in mortal terror from bridges, had a horrific fear of crossing water via fallen logs, avoided rain, and spent an inordinate amount of time worrying that he'd fall into puddles and drown.
“Tell me how it is," Unicorn asked Quaraun. "That ya be so fearfully terrified of every wee little thing. Water afearing ya more then most things. How does someone so terrified of water, bathe so much?”
Quaraun looked down at the water he was currently waist deep in.
"I am scared of water, but I'm more afraid of being dirty.”
"Ya is dirty this time, but what about all the other times?"
(sex scene removed)
As they sit on grassy hill overlooking Witch Pond, which is actually a large swamp, edged with dead wood trees, Quaraun contemplated the events of the day. The ones which he could remember, that is. The murky water was covered with lily pads and cattails along the roadside edge. To the far side across the pond, he could see a beaver damn. Beaver chewed tree stumps stood here and there around the road side. Quaraun was sitting with his knees pulled up to his chest, his chin resting on his knees. Unicorn, in the form of a little black Shetland pony, was sitting beside the Elf, quietly munching on grass. ZooLock was laying on the grass to the other side of Quaraun and had fallen asleep.
"This is a nice place," Quaraun said quietly.
"It is," Unicorn agreed.
"Where are we?"
"I'd say ya has arrived at a vast, dark, foggy swamp."
Eye of The Grigoi
Eye of the Watchers
Eye of God
Hand of God
Eye of Protection
"This inspires some memories for me."
"The Swamp of Death."
"Aye. Ya does nae want to be going back there."
"I killed BeaLuna."
"She was a ghost all this time."
"Him were a nzambie. It why him never talked."
"I didn't mean to kill BeLuna. She showed up after I killed the Moon Elves. I... I ... she walked up behind me and ... I don't know what happened. I can't remember. She was my best friend. I never would have hurt her. Gnomes don't live that long. I didn't notice. Three centuries went by. Gnomes only live two or three hundred years. They're not long lived like Elves. I got there. Back in the Deep North, a few days after leaving the Screaming Unicorn Tavern, and there's a Human village built up there now. It's like the Moon Elves never existed. And BeLuna was there. Still there, right where she had been when... I ... I ... killed her. But I didn't notice. She was a ghost. And she started following me. Followed me every where. I couldn't get rid of her. Why didn't I know she was a ghost?"
"Ya was in shock."
"But I'm a Necromancer."
"Aye. And that be why ya could see her when, most no one else could."
"Did you see her?"
"Aye. I is dead too, remember?"
"Do people see you?"
Unicorn stopped chewing grass. Quaraun was asking hard questions now. Looking at a truth that he didn't want to see. A truth Unicorn knew eventually the poor Elf would have to face.
"Ya talk to people no one else sees, Quaraun. It why they think ya insane."
"People couldn't see BeLuna and Bullgaar, could they?"
"Do people see you?"
"No. Not many."
"Why do I see you?"
"Does it matter?"
"People talk to you."
Quaraun stared at the Phooka.
"Quaraun, the world ya see... it ain't the world every one else sees. People ya see, they ain't always there. People ya talk to, they ain't always saying what ya t'inks they is. Ya is insane, Quaraun."
"I'm not insane."
"Ya has a Thullid in ya head, eating ya brain. It making ya see un hear t'ings no one else does. ZooLock there, him understand. Him were Elf once. Him real. He can help. I t'ink he wants to help. He really does like ya Quaraun."
"Are you real?"
"I is a golem ya built."
"Why did I do that?"
"Because yis very lonely. Ya people did bad t'ings to ya. They tortured ya un then they killed the Phooka that protected ya from them. Ya could no face his death. He was the only one who loved ya. Some t'ing broke inside ya head when he died. Ya ain't been right since."
"Are you real?"
"How can I tell?"
"We are soul bound, remember? Ya poor, sad little Elf. Ya bound ya soul to a Phooka."
"I know, but ya brought me back."
(sex scene removed)
"This is a nice place," Quaraun said quietly, sighing in pleasant exhaustion.
"It is," Unicorn agreed.
"So quiet," Quaraun said dreamily. "And peaceful and relaxing and..."
The Elf suddenly stood up, his long thin ear perked up high over his head, listening for danger.
"What ya hearing?" Unicorn asked.
"People. A wagon's coming."
Unicorn sniffed the air. "Humans. I can smell tem."
"There's a turtle in the road."
"They'll kill it."
Quaraun jumped up and started running down the glade back to the road.
"Hey! Where is ya off to?"
"Got to move the turtle out of the way of the wagons," Quaraun called back.
"Ya crazy Elf. Get back here!"
Unicorn stood up and followed the Elf. He wasn't in any hurry, so by the time he reached the road, Quaraun was standing in the middle of the road, yelling at the band of Humans and refusing to let them pass until the giant snapping turtle had finished crossing the road.
"Thought ya was gonna move the turtle?" Unicorn asked.
"It's too heavy, I can't lift it and it's a snapping turtle. Pick it up wrong it'll bite your hands off."
"That a damn big turtle," Unicorn said, looking at the giant snapper. "Would take five people to lift her."
Quaraun went back to arguing with the Humans while Unicorn watched the turtle slowly make it's way across the dirt road, towards the swampy Witch Pond. The turtle was so big that it wasn't possible for the wagons to fit by without hitting it.
"I does no remember an island in the pond earlier," Unicorn said. But no one was listening.
The Humans with the wagons were in a hurry to get to where ever they were going before nightfall and did not want to wait for the turtle and suggested the turtle would make a good stew for tonight's super, which in turn sent the vegetarian Elf into a fit of hysterics.
"Quaraun..." Unicorn tried to talk to the Elf.
Quaraun now had his wand pulled out and was threatening to kill the Humans if they killed the turtle.
"Now good time."
"Uhm," Unicorn said, trying to get Quaraun's attention. "The island is moving."
"Islands don't move," Quaraun sputtered, not paying attention to Unicorn as he glared at the closest Human and pointed his wand in their face.
Unicorn took a few steps back, staring up high above them.
"Ya right, it no island."
A large shadow went across the road.
"Quaraun. We needs to run."
Quaraun turned to face the pond, just in time to see a giant turtle, big as a house, rising up out of the water, on her way to the shore to protect her baby.
Quaraun didn't have a chance to say any more, before Unicorn grabbed his arm and ran off the road towards the forest.
"We needs to get to da trees, it too big to pass t'rough 'em."
The Humans were screaming and yelling and instead of running, drawing swords and arrows to battle the beast. Quaraun looked back into to see the massive turtle open it's mouth wide and scoup up a wagon filled with Humans and swallow it whole.
"It just ate them!"
"Yeah, well lets get oot of here before it eat us."
ZooLock, who had been watching all of this from the meadow ran into the forest to catch up with Quaraun and Unicorn. The Elf stopped to catch his breath.
"What if the Humans follow us," ZooLock asked.
"What if they do?" Quaraun said, gasping for air. "I am so out of shape."
"They was pretty mad at you for making them stop, if any of them survive that turtle beast, they'll blame the deaths of the others on you."
Quaraun stared at the swamp's deadwod trees towering above him.
"Don't let them follow us," the Necromancer said to the trees.
Instantly every dead tree in the forest, uprooted itself and went marching off towards the Humans. The Humans worked frantically to drag their wounded from the pond's edge and avoid being eaten by the turtle, as the forest began to eat their dead.
"Great!" Unicorn said sarcastically. "And now if any survive they will just kill ya no questions asked."
"Come on," Quaraun said as he turned and walked deeper into the forest. "The more distance we put between us and them the better."
"What if some of them Humans survive?"
"What if they do?"
"They won't. The trees will eat them if they try to follow us."
"So what happened to all ya, live and let live, harm none crap?"
"I'm a Necromancer. Besides, they're Humans. I'm an Elf. My job is to protect nature from Humans." Quaraun stopped walking and stood thinking for a moment.
"Thought Humans was part of the nature ya Elves was supposed to be protecting?"
"You're right. What happened to me? I'm evil. I didn't used to be evil. I don't want to be evil. What's wrong with me? I just sent dead trees to eat people. I shouldn't have done that. Why did I do that?"
"Because they was heavily armed highway men who would have hunted us down and slit our throats had ya not done it."
"That doesn't make it right, what I did. I shouldn't have done it. Let's go."
Did You Know:
Summoner of Darkness
was written on location at the real Witch Pond?
If You Want To Visit Witch Hole Pond For Yourself, Here Are The Directions To It:
(Address is: Witch Hole Pond, Carriage Road, Mt. Desert Island, Acadia National Park, Bar Harbour, Maine)
Interview With EelKat
While Walking On The Real Road To
Witch Hole Pond In Bar Harbour, Maine
And the swamp just before the pond...
Driving Park Loop Road
And climbing Bubble Rock Mountain...
About The Novel:
The Summoner of Darkness
Back from the dead, once again with Unicorn in tow, and now with the Thullid priest ZooLock his prisoner shackled in chains, Quaraun is headed back to The Screaming Unicorn Tavern in Old Orchard Beach, but finds himself cursed with endless bad luck, as one thing after another drops out of the sky in his path.
Highwaymen, hellhounds, a turtle as big as a house, fire breathing butterflies, a train station from the 20th century, and a strange glow-in-the-dark demonic wizard with pockets full of sheep, who sits in a red armchair in poppy field in the 1400s reading 1980s spellbooks books by Gary Gaygax.
Quaraun goes head to head against The Gremlin, a time traveling wizard from the future who refuses to allow the Pink Necromancer back into Old Orchard Beach, where since his last visit, an evil Sorcerer named HellBorne has erected a giant cursed lighthouse known as The Black Tower.
ZooLock however has other plans, and while 4 rival wizards tear up the town in a wizard's duel, the Squid Headed Aliens From Neptune's Moon and their armies of JellyFish worshiping cultists arrive in town to preform a ritual that will unleash an Elder Brain Chaos Demon, known as The Sacred Pink JellyFish on the world. Too bad they didn't know she was already in town.
NOTE: Most of this novel will be available as free to read online.
List Of Sample Chapters
Available To Read Online:
A Letter To Home
Highwaymen and Hell Hounds
The Half-Elf Thief With Pockets Full of Sheep
The Gremlin's Warning
A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond
The Road To Witch Pond (Part 2)
Santa's Dead Floating Body
The Abandoned Cathedral
GhoulSpawn and Quaraun Trapped With A Phooka
The Pregnant Jelly Fish
The Banshee Sisters: Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah In the Swamp of Death
The River Boat Man-Woman
The Black Lighthouse
A Serial Killer at Large
Shrimp Dinners and Dungeon Masters From The Future
The Train Station
Corsets, Cages, and Sadistic Black Ponies
Another Night, Another Murder
HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower
The Black Tower's Garden of Death
The Bottomless Pit
On Board Space Dock 13
Elves In Chandeliers
Aardvorkus, The Crystal Cave, and Suicide Island
Back To Black Tower
BoomFuzzy's Evil Army of Blood Thirsty Marshmallow Tutti-Frutti Fuzzy Wuzzy Fluffy Bunnies
Necromancers Don't Wear Pink
The Cult of The Sacred Pink Jelly Fish
Space Dock 13
Answering Reader Questions:
GhoulSpawn's Sheep Explained
This novel was originally written on: 2014 - 2016
This page last updated on: April 17, 2017
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