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| Forboding Future, Unstable Past; Semi-Yaoi. PG-13. Enerjak, a.k.a. Enos-Jakosha & Asura-Ista | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 6 2010, 07:36 PM (346 Views) | |
| Enerjak | Apr 6 2010, 07:36 PM Post #1 |
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Gods, I'm Goregous...
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A discussion by the stream between two gods over a future romance becomes a hellish day when the future is foretold... and the vision is not good. What will occur to the gods of Destruction and Misery? Will the future play out? Will anything happen between the two, to ruin their friendship irreparably? Will someone find out??? These questions answered shortly!! |
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| Enerjak | Apr 6 2010, 08:00 PM Post #2 |
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Gods, I'm Goregous...
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I sat down by the stream, adjusting my nira wrap for modesty, and gently took a lotus from the side, watching it drift towards me, the pink at its most delicate. It was my flower. The gloom of Ista was evident, especially by the looming grey clouds. That was acceptable. It was all in the course of life. I was waiting for him to arrive. A dark figure came closer to his friend, stopped behind him, and then said: "You called for me?" It was an echidna, one with extremely dark red coloring. He had same sort of clothes that all of them had, altough in darker tone. He was clearly young, younger than the one he had come to, but precise age was hard to guess. "You know that you will be in trouble, right Enos?" My eyes shifted upward, to view Ista. A smile barely touched my lips. I nodded at him to sit, and brought the lotus to my nose, to smell its sweet perfume. Jasmine was far better, but that was the flower of another god. "What? I have no idea what you are talking about." Feigning innocence was the idea, but the sardonic smile plastered on my face gave me away. "Yes. Your straight, though nigh blunt advice might be necessary. What do you think of the situation?" I looked at Enos, and then sighed. He would never learn, would he? I sat down, and then took flower from the ground. I curiously looked at it, and then answered to my friend. "What do I think? That you should stop playing around, before more of us notice it. Elder ones don't treat kindly those who do not respect our traditions." The flower in my hand turned into a black insectoid creature that started dropping saliva from itself, such was my curse. Anything I touched turned into being of misery and despair. I clenched my fist, and when I opened it again, creature was gone. "Playing around?" I glanced sharply at him. Did he honestly think- I took a deep breath, and regained my composure. "You aren't the only one who can play with flowers, Ista. But such is the judgement, to determine when it is necessary to destroy, and when to create. The balance must be preserved." I took a breath, and tucked the flower into my free spines. "My love for her is pure and honorable. It is not good for rumors to begin, that the god of destruction and...fertility, has no wife. And yes, she may be mortal. She may be half-caste. But she is decent, and pious. Is that not more than I could ask for?" Messing with mortals was tricky business indeed, but I was certain of my path. I just rolled my eyes around, it was like this with almost all of them. Normally they just looked at mortals like interesting animals, but this was second most popular viewpoint. "Yes, I am sure you have feelings for her, and she has for you, but still, you are a god, and she is mortal. This has occurred in the past, and it has always sooner or later turned into tragedy." None of them knew mortals like I did. I was in corner of each and every mortal's mind, looming behind horizon and waiting. My fingers trailed through the cool waters. My eyes did not meet his face. I was all too aware. "For one so adamant and cold such as I, to be in love did not seem possible. But I think it will only happen once. Mortals... this one may have 90 years to her, almost a century, and that is a long and fair time to be wed, and to be loved. And after this, I do not think I could love again. But just once, to experience... a personal, obsessive, all-consuming love, to be wanted as the only thing necessary to a mortal's life, to be the only thing they think of when they wake, and when they sleep... oh, it is intoxicating..." My eyes glazed as I saw with my mind's eye, my imagination procuring images of a delightful married life. Too idealic. And exactly this was why gods should distance themselves away from mortals. Sooner or later they start questioning their duties, and envy them. Envy mortals! "Love, is beatiful and sacred thing, I know that. But this thing will not bring anything else than despair and misery for both of you, I can guarantee that." I started drawing lines in water, and it turned into vision, This was another thing I could do, show visions of the future, that always were right, in some twisted way. In vision, my friend and her mortal were embracing each other, but then group of gods and mortal came and teared them apart. Then there was a quick flash, where she was being tortured because of her crime of loving god, and Enos was in front of council. I could not help but to feel pained at the sight of this vision, like I had been stabbed in the chest by something sharp and cold. "Shivasu..." I said weakly. Ista's visions were always true, but not always in the way expected. Torture could be a metaphor. Our seperation could be from her mortality, and inevitable death. Still, he needed to know something... "I... cannot back down, my friend..." And my eyes flicked away from the visions, to meet his. "I am already married to her. It was today." My eyes opened in amazement, and after moment of silence, I replied: "Well then I must of course be happy for you, as I am your friend. I can't agree with you on this, but I will still support you, if it comes to that. I can only show how things will end in despair, but that does not mean I wish ill things for you." I could not do much than smile at Enos, this was just like him. Being married to a mortal. "Thank you, Ista." I paused for a second, remembering his vision, but also when I first saw her, leaving my temple, so loose and carefree... "You are... certain that what you have shown will come to be? I would never be so arrogant as to assume that she, through association with me, would be able, and have the right to meddle in the affairs of the gods, and to mingle with them. Her passing should be natural, like all mortals go..." I plucked a blade of grass, and looked at it, very lightly, before it began to fade and wither. "All I can promise her is that it should be as painless as possible, within my power..." The grass crumbled and blew away as fragments of dust, which would be the foundation for new grass. Beginning and end of a continuous cycle... "Is that so bad?" I sighed again. It seemed that my friend had chosen his path, so only thing I could do was to try help him at least in some way. I put my hand on my chin, and tried to force my vision into unclear future." I am not certain much of anything. You know my visions. If it is war, I can only show most terrible and bloody part of it, that will cause most misery and despair. Even if war is going to happen in distant future, or it will end well in the end. My visions will always twist in way that happiness will turn into sadness, and love will turn into misery. I can't say will your story have happy ending or not, just that it will cause you pain." "So... as with life and death... misery is a natural process... and must be expected. The future is no more certain than the winds. They can be turned, twisted, beaten back, or could, in turn, beat its victim... Thank you for your support, though." A second question arose, but I was more hesitant in questioning it. "Should- nay, when she dies... do you see any love beyond her? Do I love again, to brave the same pain for the momentary joys and pleasures, or do I sequester my heart and soul from another wound?" I was little surprised of his question, but tried to see could I answer to him anyway. I closed my eyes, and once again sent my mind into the pattern of destiny. Soon, I started speaking. "You will love again, altough that love will also be condenmed, and will cause much misery and sadness after it has bloomed. But if I turn my sight into more distant future..." I was almost sweating, and holded my hand on my forehead, trying to see into more and more distant future, forcing my will beyond space and time. I should have stopped there, but I could feel that what I would say to my friend now and here, could turn path of future into completely different direction. "Aye?" He appeared to be in pain, but the knowledge he provided, the insight into the future, was so far and between. The accuracy too... While I was not willing to push him to this, I was eager for another piece. An advantage to realise, to ready my heart against. My words of the inconstancy of the future, and of free will were a vanity - just words. Anyone who knew the prophecy of Ista knew that it would be. The only question was when. "Don't push yourself too far, Ista," I cautioned, but kept my distance, so no random act of destruction wreak havoc on form or concentration. My will traveled into distant and misty future, into the time of mortals, where almost all gods had disappeared, and mortals had conquered the world. And then I saw it. I still kept my eyes closed to maintain my vision, but tear started forming into my eyes. "I see it. In distant future, you will be the last one who is left of us. There will be unparalled amounts of misery, death and destruction, and world itself will be crying in pain. In that time, you will feel touch of love for third time in your life, and you will be forced to kill another one of those who have loved before. There is so much sadness..."I was now outright crying because of sheer amount of despair I saw, but forced myself to continue. "But, if you make right choise who to love and who to destroy to protect the one you love, you will find happiness in the end." "The...last?" I gasped, in horror. My lotus dropped to the ground, shock overriding my senses. Such a future was too horrible to think of. And Ista never cried. He prided himself on being a strong god, able to deal with what he delivered, holding no regrets. I patted him on the back, still stunned at the prospect, but finding it my duty to console the other. "I would not want your gift, not even if you offered me every happiness and comfort available..." I murmured softly. "If it is seen, then its will be done. I shall keep the order of the gods... my heavens, though... all gone..." I handed him a handkerchief, to wipe his tears away. "For the good of gods and mortals, I think we should keep this between ourselves. Hm?" And my soul ached, because of what I had asked of him. Knowledge, and silence, and the pain of what to come, borne upon two shoulders. Ista must suffer... "...Thank you." I watched the lotus I dropped flutter up, before it was borne off by the winds... and it seemed fitting. I swept away my tears, but refused to stop gazing into the future. I had seen something else, and wanted to know what it was. "I see more. I see a warrior, mortal who has blue furr, and speed, that would astonish even gods. I see also two others like him, one black and one white. One of them you will fight, another one you will help, and which one do you choose to help, will be vital in your search." I saw one last thing, and could not turn my eyes away from it. "Wait, I see...I see myself in that distant future. I am there, and I will..." I suddenly shouted in sheer panic, and opened my eyes, not being able to bear the weight of what I saw. I looked at my shaking hands, and could not hold back my tears again. I looked up my friend, and could not find words to describe what I saw. "Calm! Calm..." I pressed through the rosary wrapped around my wrists, pink beads and blue beads, swirling one past another. The air warmed. The birds chirped. The magnolia and sakura bloomed, and the blossoms dropped into the stream. "Stop your sight, Ista, or you will blind yourself to the present. This is the far future, and it is bad to dwell and delve too deep into it. To see your own destiny - I do not wish your pain! So calm!" Whatever it was, he was horrified by it, to the point of speechlessness, so I held him and let him cry into my shoulder. This too would not be discussed. It was not like him, so it must be dreadful. I cried, in rare moment of weakness, and was just happy that my friend was there to comfort me. After some time, I started talking again, but did not move in any way, and just looked at Enos's dreadlocks and his back, not being able to look him to the face, not after what I saw. "You are kind, but I must tell this, or else I will be causing you greater misery than anything else. I saw myself in there, but I had changed. I was a monster, demon who hated humans and delighted causing sadness and despair. I laughed when mortals were weeping in pain, and twisted anything they managed to create into tool of destruction. But that was no the worst part." "Oh?" I continued patting his back, as he hiccupped once or twice, trying to comfort him. It could be worse? This was not good at all. My voice was shaking, but I forced myself to say it aloud. "I was using you. I was manipulating you, my friend, into doing terrible things, and lied to you it would help you to find your love. I was using you as my tool of destruction, and trying to end the world itself using your anger." I did not know how to react to this, and just hoped that my friend could understand. "How can I even look at your face ever again, my friend? Knowing, that I will be causing greatest despair possible to you and to the world?" My breath caught, then hissed in. I couldn't help my reaction. I had to take a moment to meditate and calm myself. "This... is good news. You just need to see it. First, I will not be the only one. You will survive. Second, our paths cross again, for certain. Third, now that I am warned, I will be less likely to trust that. And see how ludicrous that sounds? You wouldn't want to destroy the world! And I am not the type to be provoked into a mindless rage. My anger is only provoked by a breach in justice. How could I hold anything against you? I shook my head little, and then turned my head enough to look Enos in his bright eyes. "It might sound impossible, but remember, my visions are always true. Even if it somehow twisted itself, I will be using you, and I will manipulate you. And how do we know what kind of beings we will be in that distant future? In time, when gods have disappeared, and mortals have the power over the world? How do we know, that you will not be enough angry and in despair because of something that either mortals or gods will have done to you, that I will be able to gain control over you? I can even now twist mortal into my purpose by expoloiting his fears if I would want to. Who can say, that after millenia of corrupting mortals, I am not enough experienced to do the same with god?" I could not think it, time when I would be literal reincarnation of anything that was evil and wicked in mortals, trying to cause end of the world. "Then do not think of it... que sera sera, indeed? If you should be evil, manipulative... and I, a weapon to be used to my utmost for destruction and villainy... We use then the fullest extent of our powers. Isn't it then a delight to flex our powers and hold no regret? ...Even if this delight is from sadism and pain..." I mocked reaching for his throat. "Still, if you use me against my love, and if you make me do something I would not...I will eventually destroy you." I was joking, playing it down... or so I hoped. I tried to calm down, and then looked around us. Sky was blue and not red as I had seen, river's water was clean and not full of dead corpses of mortals, and beatiful flowers bloomed around us. I managed to regain my composure, and just touched his hand on my throat with my own, and did not let go. "Of course I will not try to think of it. But I am afraid, that in that state, I will know I can't fool you in the end, and will probably intend to destroy you before you can do same to me. But at least we won't be alone in those distant times, that is true." I smiled melacholically, and then added: "I am not very good advisor, am I? You asked me how your romance will go on, and I ended up telling you about death, despair and destruction in far future." I nodded slowly. "It is fine. Calm yourself. The future will be about later. For now... spring is come, and with it, the tide of life..." The rosary went about once more, and the air warmed recognizably. The scent of the sakura heightened, and cherries began to drop off the tree, into Ista's lap. They would make a good wine, when rippened. "Now, dry your tears, and try not to dwell on this horror of a future. The water has warmed, and as for me, I am going swimming." I smiled faintly, and moved closer to the stream. |
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| Enerjak | Apr 8 2010, 02:13 PM Post #3 |
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Gods, I'm Goregous...
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I swept away my tears, and then tried to cheer myself. Even if all that would happen, it would still be in distant future, because I could not even understand what could make gods disappear. I was rather curious though, why were we two only ones who had survived in my vision? I looked at river for moment and then decided to go swim myself, perhaps water could was away my sadness. I flicked the water out of my spines, and then frog-kicked over to the center of the stream. The river-rocks were worn there, into footholds, from many many swims in the past. I watched as Ista cautiously made his way in. He would likely have to remove those boots, or his clothing would get soaked. When you messed with water, you would invariably find yourself wet, after all. For now, I was not thinking of the heavy prophecies. I was a god of the moment. When my legs touched the water, I remembered to remove my boots. I had more or less same kind of clothing as everyone else, but I had always wanted to keep something else than sandals or nothing at all like everyone else on my legs. After removing my shoes, I dived into the river, and enjoyed the warm water for moment, before swimming over to Enos. "Sometimes I would hope that moments like these would never end. In some time, at least you will be in trouble, and if my visions were correct, there will be a time when we can only remember warm summer days like these." "No more summer days, in that time so far away??" I felt almost like breaking into song. "Am I not the god of fertility? Cannot I just... wish the grass to grow, and the birds to chirp their mating song, and the flowers to bloom?" I admitted to myself that I was acting especially calous this afternoon, but with such an expenditure of power, Ista had been able to tell me that I would destroy everything, and I shrugged it off as 'delightful'. "I have brought the spring again, when yesterday was the dying grip of winter. Cannot I remake where I see fit?" I smiled, and then said to my friend: "Yes, you can make summer be again, but you can't bring our people back to it, if we are gone. I meant that right now we do not have anything that we would have to be nervous, even council's reaction to your wife will not happen anytime soon. There are dark times ahead, so I guess we should enjoy these peaceful moments." I suddenly had very uncharactheristic idea coming for me, and dived in under the water. I appeared shocked, since I could not gauge his swimming abilities, or what would occur. What was Ista doing? "Ista? Iiiista?" No response. Not even a bubble from the babbling brook. I generally would take a stoic stance until god or mortal gave up foolishness, such a god I was, but this afternoon, giddy with springtide, I became adventurous, and ducked my head under curiously, looking for him. The moment my friend looked down to look at me I grabbed his dreadlocks, and pulled him under the water. Then I climbed on top of him, using his back as foothold of sort. Enos was much more muscular than me, and could float easily even supporting my weight, but that did not stop me from laughing. "You fell for it! You should sometimes think before you act, my simple friend." All echidna gods had two sides. Just like Enerjak was god of destruction and fertility, I was god of both negative and positive emotions of mortals, I just rarely showed that aspect of myself to anyone. I realized I was acting like young mortal child, but this was...fun. "Get off get off get off!!" I was sputtering into the water. While I technically couldn't drown, it wasn't pleasant getting a lungful of water, either. He was laughing, so I rocked to one side, and then another, somewhat viciously, until he slipped and fell, landing belly-side atop my back. I was surprised at how warm the God of Despair was... He was laughing again, because of the stranglehold on my shoulders. I wondered where the tears of the last hour had gone. Was Ista bipolar??? It was true that my sadness and tears from just a moment ago had disappeared, but there was reason for that. As I represented both despair and hope, my personality was not very stable. It was not anything like having multiple personalities, but my moods could change very fast, and I was rarely in neutral ground when it came to feelings. I was God of Despair so much only because mortals gave into those emotions more. I mirrored general feeling of world, whenever it was sadness or happiness. I could not hold my footing and fell. It was good thing that my friend was somewhat bigger than I was, because otherwise we would had both gone underwater. I placed my hands on my friend's shoulders, and tried to rise up again, determined to keep him in more embarrassing position. My friend looked little less like god of destruction, and more like very wet echidna. In moments like these, I could not do much more than be jealous of Enos, since he had much more muscular body, there where I was only in very good shape. No wonder that he could gain admiration of mortals so easily just by his appereance. Maybe he was deaf, I considered. "GETOFFAME!!!" No. He giggled. A very strange sound coming from the one who's domain was despair. Ista certainly wasn't giving up his grip, or making anything easy for me. He wasn't exactly a bony person, or skinny, but I could feel his knees pushing deep against my back, in his attempts to hold on. It hurt. Not like I would admit it. I stood in the middle of the stream, he practically scrambling to stick on, like sap to a branch, and then flopped back. Choking, watery, anxiety-ridden chaos. Bingo. He went down, after setting himself up for this. I was freed. However, now, my dreadlocks were dripping wet. Lovely. I fell down finally back to the water, altough I managed not to swallow too much water in the process. "My bad, it seems your wonderful hairstyle is now ruined. Well, causing misery is my duty from one viewpoint." I just stayed in water, and waited my friend's response. He had little short temper, but I had rarely seen him laughing. Most likely he would do the same thing as any kid, whose friend had just made him drink little more water than would had wanted. I patted my dreadlocks and quills back into place, looking quite bedraggled. Nothing to say of how Ista appeared. I couldn't help but laugh at him. Seeing the carefully arranged bonds now in disarray, I swept the golden bonds off, freeing my dreadlocks, and put them next to Ista's boots. "It was bound to fall sooner or later. Now I should have no fear of the water." I smirked. "Looks like you got quite the dunking. See what happens when you stick by me? I cannot guarantee that you stay dry." A mocking flex of my bicep, mostly directed to me. "I'm the big, bad, dangerous god of destruction. Boo. Fear my aquatic rage!! Piggy-back attack!!!" This was just little too silly acting for gods probably, but I could not still stop laughing him and myself. Thank Aurora, that no one was seeing how stupid we both looked. "Oh, no you won't." I dived again underwater, knowing that if my friend would manage to catch me, he could keep my head underwater all day if he wanted to. I was a good swimmer, and this river was pretty much just as deep we would want it to be at time. I stayed underwater, waiting for Enos to come after me to revenge his ruined hair. Blast. Not cool at all. Well, I wasn't too concerned about the hair situation, since the ladies liked it loose (>:3), but it gave me something to attack about. Ista was hiding again. I stomped the bottom of the stream, and the water level dropped about 4 feet as the river bed got deeper... everywhere but where the two of us were standing. Heh. He wasn't expecting that. I made a mental promise to put the stream back where it belonged... after I won. Sadly for my friend, he had done exact same thing I had thought he would. That is why I was rather sure that he was not expecting me to come from the water behind him, and trying to pull him to his back by his dreadlocks again. Few seconds too later I remembered, that he was standing now, and not swimming in water. Oops. Whud, back, and straight onto Ista's tummy. I saw stars for a minute or so, and regained consciousness... in his lap. Screams were not sufficient to convey my shock and embarrassment. "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" I shot straight up, realised my back hurt from the fall, muttered a curse, and then rubbed my head. "You could have given me brain damage!!!" Not technically true. He had broken my fall. Not could I actually damage myself too severely. Still, I wasn't going to quibble. I just started at unconcious echidna in my lap, and poked his forehead with my finger. Lights out. He looked almost peaceful in this forced sleep, too bad that his face would be showing only misery and despair in near future, If I was right about how things would go. When he started to rise up, I stopped Enos from moving by practically jumping in his back, felling him down again. "And you should be god of destruction. Little bump in the head, and you get all angry. Your short temper will be your downfall my friend, this much I can say without relying on visions from future." I muttered some stronger curses under my breath. "Why the back, Ista? Many, many times today, you have caught me off guard, and forced me down. I think this is the most I have been felled in years, ever since that little spat with the thunder god... But since I have no idea why I have become so childish and giddy, it really isn't fair to take advantage of that and deck me all the time. Especially not with something so humiliating as a back-attack. Too close to be hand-to-hand combat, no?" I just laughed again at his injured pride, and then put my hand on his chest. "In contest of pure strenght, you could defeat me easily, we both know that. If I would try to hit you with my fist to your rather well built chest, I would only hurt my hand. When you are at disadvantage, you have to use every way possible to win, isn't that right, Enos?" When talking, I tapped his chest with my hand few times, to make clear my point. It was good thing we were on river, otherwise we would probably both be very sweaty already from all this excercise. I raised an eyebrow, but I took flattery whenever possible. "Someone's noticing my awesome chest? Ah, you are right, it is hard to overlook!" I laughed, mock-fighting forgotten, and brought the stream bed back to normal, raising the water level again. "I should hope my wife is not too jealous as to make me wear a shirt or robe when I go out, so as to keep such a natural wonder all to herself!" Another laugh, and then I tried to float again, hoping that he would not attack, but then again, hoping that he would, so I could get my revenge!!! I knew that this was trap, but perhaps it was my friend's turn to get upper hand for once. I tried to get him back down again, wondering what he would do. "Yes, your body is in top shape, but your face is nothing compared to charming smile I can make up if I want to!" "Rrrreaally..." Just enough doubt in the voice to unnerve him. "Well, I think I'm goregous, and the other gods are just... pretty. Besides, the only time you smile is when someone gets angry at you. You're one gloomy little god." I flicked a little splash of water at him with my pinky, just to agravate him, preparing myself for the tidal wave I would unleash... heh heh heh... |
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| Enerjak | Apr 9 2010, 01:28 PM Post #4 |
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I just closed my eyes when Enos splashed water at me, and then said: "I like when people are angry, can't help it. And that is it, no one calls me gloomy, or especially little!" I admit this was cheating, but he had moved that riverbank while ago, so this was not really unfair. I splashed little water at him, but with it, huge wave of water also came at him. Not even bothering to wait, I jumped up and through the water, intending to make him fall again, this time by pushing him down with my jump, and then again ending up on top of him. Drat, and just when I was about to attack with the tidal wave too, Ista used it. Make my attack look unoriginal, will you?? I was just getting up to attack, when I realised that I couldn't move. He was sitting on me again. "...You know, you're really heavy for such a little god," I snickered. The only way to go was down, so I dove, hoping to lose him on the way. He was about ready to blow steam out his ears. I would have to remember that sight... If I survived his next attack... "Enough heavy to get you fall down for at least three times today already." Enos dived, but sadly he was still only doing what I had known he would do. The moment he went underwater, I had already taken good hold him with my legs, and went underwater with Enos. There, I just made laughing gesture at him, and refused to let go. ...Was there no way to get rid of him? I could swim, yes, but I was not the most graceful of swimmers. My place was on the land, my agility in dance, or close-range combat. Bonking him on the head would be a bit mean, plus I would likely get more water up my nose. Very painful. I stopped beating the water with my hands, and grabbed his wrists. He wasn't strong enough to hold on, so I now had control. I kicked my way to the bottom, the river bed, and pushed him against the flat rocks, then sat on him. ...With a sigh, I realised I would likely be late for dinner... Well, this was unexpected. True, I was way too weak to be able just push him away, and could not even get away from him, when he used his body as anchor and stopped me from moving. Technically I could had just holded my breath for hour or two, but that would not have been fair, since were were doing this like mortals. I got idea how to get out, but that would require rather embarassing act. Then again, I did not want to lose, and no one was seeing to the bottom of river. Oh well, here goes nothing. I went as much into sitting position as possible under Enos, so I had my face as close as his as possible, and then kissed him. The moment he then most probably would get little too surprised, I would just kick my way out, and then make it to surface. No way I would admit losing to him! I lost all my air in one go, surprised, to say the least. No. Shocked. He took the moment to his advantage, and got away, leaving me sitting at the bottom of the river with a hot blush. The first few moments were completely blank. Then, strangely enough, I thought, 'Gross', and the white barrier in my mind broke down. I scrambled my way up to the surface, spluttering for air. "Sick, evil, cheating, oi, get back here! I'll pummel you!" Yet there was a grin on my face. It was a fair move. It was never specified in the (unwritten) rules that you could not kiss your opponent. I was grinning because I was going to dunk his head until his face turned blue. "Fair game... you won. Shake?" I held out my hand... but the game was not over... I just laughed some more, clearly enjoying his blushed face, and then said: "Fair game indeed, and at last you admitted who is better one here!" I shaked his hand, and then for about second too late noticed him grinning. This had probably not been too wise... A quick tug, with his wrist firmly in my grip this time, and then I was dunking his head into the water again, holding him by the throat and head in knuckle-noogie position. "Bwahahahaha!!!" I almost cried from laughter. "Who's the winner now??" This could last all day, even if Shivasu was making curry for me. The sweet taste of triumph was better. I admit I deserved this, and tried not to swallow too much water, while at the same time gesturing that I surrendered. When he would finally let me up, I just rose up and then as last act of refusal, spitted mouthfull of water at his face. "Probably you, even though if your wife would had seen us just moment ago, she would probably been jealous. But I guess we should start acting like adult gods at last." I started drying my dreadlocks, my hair was also more or less ruined. I made my way out of the stream, trying desperately to wring out my skir- uh, kilt. White was not such a good color to go swimming in, I reflected. I plopped myself down on the grass again, and let the sun dry me off. "Yes... playtime is over... And the time has come for me to grow up anyway..." I smirked. Then, as quickly, the smirk got wiped away. "You did steal my first kiss though. That wasn't very nice." I closed my eyes again, momentarily, to enjoy the last rays of the setting sun, before slipping on various golden bangles, bracelets, hair bonds, and ornaments. "Thank you for the... talk, we had..." I glanced out at the little stream again, reflecting the sunset, and the bleak thoughts began to return, despite my assertion that I never dwelled for the future. With a friend on either side who both were so conerned with time, how could that be true? I also walked to my clothes, and after moment of trying to get little more dry, started put my clothes on. Boots were the worst part, with wet feet, they would awful in the morning with some water on them. "Truly I am bringer of despair, how can you ever life with this day in your memory?" But with the clothes, came also my worries again. "Don't sweat it. I can just give one advice, enjoy that what you have now and live day at the time, because your destiny will be probably more cruel than to any of us, who will just sink into oblivion, and you will have to live, and edure everything future will throw at you." "Twas a joke, Ista. You needn't be melodramatic over a mere kiss. Worse things could have happened." I blushed at that thought. "It is only one day in the millenia we have lived, and will continue to live..." I adjusted my last rosary, and stood. "As for cruelties... does not the Lord of Destruction deserve them for such Chaos he creates?" This was hypocracy. Third person was at least as melodramatic as the exaggeration. "It will be fitting, if in the end, only I can destroy myself. If it comes to that, between love and the destruction for my own gain, or my puppeteer, then I will, without a hesitation. But so long as I live, not one god will be forgotten to oblivion, even if I have to resurrect the whole Fourth Circle." I laughed, then. "Well, maybe my ideas will be changed after I see what they think of my lovely bride!" I was facing away from him, so Enos did not see my sad face, or heared my silent words. "Maybe, and you would probably hope that would not be...." Then I turned back at my friend and just said with small smile on my face: "Well, if nothing else, at least things will be different, perhaps those old geezers can actually start thinking again if you shock them enough." I laughed. "Hey, mind your manners! I'm an old geezer too!" Another laugh at the humor of the situation. Immortals even looked better than mortals at their prime. Too bad for mortals. I gave Ista a rough hug. "See you soon. Maybe you can come over sometime and meet her? She's a rather good cook... her only problem is she cooks for twenty, when there's two of us..." I patted him on the head. "Thank you for your insight, my friend." I then began to walk away... I did not resist when he hugged me, and managed to even resist tempation not to do some last trick to end our contest. "Perhaps I will, altough mortals usually don't want to look at my eyes..." That showed them all their fears and worries. When he started walking away, I just looked at the night sky, that had formed just moment ago, and sighed. "Perhaps there will be new day after incoming night of darkness, since I could not see it even if I would want to." I looked at my disappearing friend, gestured him to have a good luck, and then started walking away too. I had a feeling, that next time when we would meet, it would not be in as pleasant circumistances... |
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