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Nothing more than a dream in her mind, a place where she is free. In fact, it was the only place she could be free. The Queen of Sheba was stuck in a tight place, nothing more than a Spirit Origin.
Stuck in a suitcase with other Servants as well.
Nothing more than a dream in her mind, a place where she is free. In fact, it was the only place she could be free. The Queen of Sheba was stuck in a tight place, nothing more than a Spirit Origin.
Stuck in a suitcase with other Servants as well.
However, like some powerful Casters, she was able to create a dreamland; a place where she could roam. This didn& #39;t last too long, as being a Spirit Origin had it& #39;s limits, but...
She always went to her place of comfort. The blazing hot, sandy dunes of her homeland.
She always went to her place of comfort. The blazing hot, sandy dunes of her homeland.
Coming from the New/Old Testament, her origin was hazy, and she doesn& #39;t know where on the map her homeland could be. All she knew was that she came to King Solomon at some point. Even so, it provided her comfort from the cramped, claustrophobic atmosphere of the suitcase.
As usual it was just the crack of dawn. A warm breeze comes by, offering some heat during a cool period of time. In such a hot place, with nothing more than sand, it became very cold just as it& #39;d become extremely hot.
This was something she was used to. Even if she was inside...
This was something she was used to. Even if she was inside...
Nothing really stopped the heat. Bilquīs could vaguely recall sitting in her throne, sweating bullets as she decided and told what should be done with the city, and its citizens.
Ah, that& #39;s right, she& #39;s the Queen.
"How silly of me, how could I forget? It& #39;s right in my name..."
Ah, that& #39;s right, she& #39;s the Queen.
"How silly of me, how could I forget? It& #39;s right in my name..."
Giving a small laugh, she looks to the sun. It& #39;d begun to peak out, as if shyly saying & #39;Good morning& #39; to her. Smiling, she begins to walk.
This was something even the Master of Chaldea and other Servants never saw from her.
There was another layer, however, that she feared.
This was something even the Master of Chaldea and other Servants never saw from her.
There was another layer, however, that she feared.
Her ability to see into the future came from her deep connection to King Solomon, and the 72 Demon Gods. Well, she was able to before seeing him, but it became more amplified.
In a sense, she had his eyes. Both the King and Queen could see. This was a blessing and a curse.
In a sense, she had his eyes. Both the King and Queen could see. This was a blessing and a curse.
She can& #39;t control her abilities, much less her future visions. At first, this heavily burdened the Queen. Her mind and soul couldn& #39;t handle such a burden. When others found out, she refused to tell what would be.
The thought of telling her Master what& #39;d happen strikes fear.
The thought of telling her Master what& #39;d happen strikes fear.
The sun strikes right into her eyes.
"Owowow!? I think I stared for too long, this hurts!! Ah.. oww."
Hunching over and holding her face, she cries from the stinging pain of heat in her eyes.
Her lamp shakes, and smoke comes pouring out.
"Owowow!? I think I stared for too long, this hurts!! Ah.. oww."
Hunching over and holding her face, she cries from the stinging pain of heat in her eyes.
Her lamp shakes, and smoke comes pouring out.
It& #39;s her jinns: Ehad, Shtayim, and Shalosh.
The three of them come tumbling out, and immediately surround Bilquīs.
They all speak.
"Did you stare at the sun again? You& #39;ll go blind at this point!"
They weren& #39;t exactly caring and kind. By nature, jinns are somewhat apathetic.
The three of them come tumbling out, and immediately surround Bilquīs.
They all speak.
"Did you stare at the sun again? You& #39;ll go blind at this point!"
They weren& #39;t exactly caring and kind. By nature, jinns are somewhat apathetic.
These three were no different. Even so, this was their form of care.
"Yes, I did... and I& #39;m a Servant, I definitely won& #39;t go blind!"
She stands back up, and places a hand over her face. Continuing to walk aimlessly, she begins to speak out loud. Her jinns listen to her.
"Yes, I did... and I& #39;m a Servant, I definitely won& #39;t go blind!"
She stands back up, and places a hand over her face. Continuing to walk aimlessly, she begins to speak out loud. Her jinns listen to her.
"I cannot see the future as finely as sand no more; it merely falls through a sieve. I fear for our future, my dear jinns. I cannot do anything, I& #39;m just a mere Caster from the New/Old Testament who cannot fight. All I can do is search for He who loved me."
Her tone is different.
Her tone is different.
In Chaldea, and technically, Salem, she wasn& #39;t formal. In fact, Bilquīs was extremely aloof and kept a facade, obsessing over money. It was similar to David, but that was part of him. She didn& #39;t know his other half.
She didn& #39;t care much for her... f..faahh...ther-in-law. Yes.
She didn& #39;t care much for her... f..faahh...ther-in-law. Yes.
How she presented herself in front of her jinns and her Master are almost like two different people. As much as Bilquīs wanted to be faithful to her Master, it wasn& #39;t possible. Until the time came, she would come forth.
After all, her original goal was to find Him.
After all, her original goal was to find Him.
The sun burns, but it calms the Queen. The desert was her place of comfort, and it wouldn& #39;t last long. Her jinns return to the lamp, giving the Queen a smile and a fist bump.
The land warps into nothingness. She speaks out loud again, but it was more of a cry for salvation.
The land warps into nothingness. She speaks out loud again, but it was more of a cry for salvation.
"Oh, I can& #39;t see what will happen, but I wish... I wish that this ordeal passes over soon. Please, God, let there be light at the end of the tunnel. I only pray for the safety of Chaldea. I wish to be free again, alongside my companions. I do not ask for a safe journey...
for there is no such thing as safety when it comes to saving the world. I only pray that we succeed in saving our world. Please...!"
Her cry ends as nothingness swallows her whole. Only her thoughts present themselves. Gradually, she dozes off.
Mayhaps she will dream of freedom.
Her cry ends as nothingness swallows her whole. Only her thoughts present themselves. Gradually, she dozes off.
Mayhaps she will dream of freedom.
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