Somewhere in the woods.
"Ah... shit. I can't believe that Ayla really did this to me."
Tahni grunted, pressing her back to the base of a large beech tree.
"I'm sorry, Tahni."
The fellow standing before her pleaded. He was dressed in a long but smeared black cloak with an upturned collar. Tahni couldn't help but consider him with such huge contempt.
She traced her almond eyes down his cloak to the tunic hanging loosely under the preferably borrowed cloak. She didn't have no choice but to hover on the torn sandals of the fellow.
"Don't make it sound ridiculous, young man. The only thing I don't understand is how you knew Ayla and what the both you agreed upon or what she had promised you..."
She had looked back at his face. He stuttered,
"She was actually the one who ca--"
His tenacity of fighting the urge to complete that statement was fiery and he didn't hide it. He took a new
Through the woods.~Aynea and the Princess~"When are we going to have this conversation?"The princess suddenly stopped, her arms folded on her chest. She pushed a lump down her throat as Aynea, who had been leading the way, was forced to halt and spun in her direction, walking back to her to match the position."For the past few weeks, you keep repeating the same thing with no precision."She paused and pursed her lips, then let go,"Being a Dryad doesn't mean that I can read your thoughts. You should come out clearly and not assume that I have a faintest idea of what you're talking about.""Forget it then."The Princess dismissed and began to hurry away. The Dryad, who now was a typical beautiful lady with nice curves and ample bosom hurried to catch up.She got to her and reached for her left arm, spinning her to hold her gaze."Please."The gentle word escap
I CHÓRA TOU VULCAN.~The King and His Queen~"As we all can tell. Things haven't been what they used to be in the past few weeks. And you all know what that means."Vulcan's pace on the words was slow but thoughtful. He seemed to be conscious of making sure that his voice travelled to the multitude of citizens who had been increasing by time.He walked away from the door of the palace, holding Athena's hand. He halted after guiding few of his steps as well as his Queen's to just a stone throw from the public."Of course, we do have a good news too, amidst all the odds."He took a peek at Athena and nodded. Then back to the public,"In a month time, the project which had been going on since over two months would know its completion. And when I say, project, I mean the forts, ramparts, Colosseum, bridge over the large lake and other royal constructions."He fancied the necessary royal pause
The Palace."Put the light out!!!"Vulcan's voice, no matter how loudly he had yelled and called, seemed lower than his growing confusion. His eyes keen on the group of guards pouring out water on the blazing fire eating into the fort in the palace square.The side of his face suddenly caught a figure walking out of the palace. He turned quickly in that direction, as Athena walked briskly towards him."Where have you been?"He looked away from her to the guards who kept running about. Trying their best to fix the scar the monster had left on the palace."Tending to some business.""Business quite intense than being around your Lord at this critical moment?"His ogle was tamed but the tempo of his voice was unbridled and couldn't hide the swelling rage."It's something I had to do, my Lord.""Without my consent? I bet you just do whatever you think best for you wit
In the woods.~The King and his Queen / Ayla~"How far more shall we go? No sign of it anywhere."Vulcan considered the rift up ahead of them closely then held Athena's face in his gaze."It seems like we've come to a stop."Her face was glued to the front as their horses came to a stop. He traced the side of her face to the direction. He already knew what to expect,"You mean, the rift? We can't cross it?""Of course we can but it comes with greater risks."She climbed off her white horse and walked towards the rift as Vulcan took suit. There were at least fifty horsemen behind them. But the warriors knew too well to keep their space between the royal horses and theirs."Help me understand."He caught up with her. She was standing few steps away from the rift. There was a swelling fog at the other end of the rift. And at their end of the rift, there were green patches of stic
At the Palace.~The king and his queen~"Why don't you get jealous?"Vulcan's eyes emphasized how raving his heart lapped on his voice. He was seated directly opposite her in the royal chamber. She was seated on the bed."Jealousy is one of the three greatest defects of humans."She replied, keeping that cool beautiful face. He stomped his left foot and leaned forward in displeasure,"I'm mad at you. So do not play around words with me. Answer my question reasonably or either of us would regret having this discussion."She stood up from the bed and walked over to him. She sat on the arm of the one-seater wooden chair, decked with the skins of cheetah and cowries lacing the bases.She put her arm across the top of the breadth of the chair but he shot,"Don't touch me."She took a deep breath and stood up. She paced the room for a while with no words. He seemed to had gotten tired of i
Several months later.~The king and his queen~"Die! Die! Die! Die!"An echo of the chant swelled to fade as it travelled across the four corners of the circular Colosseum. A woman wounded in wild ecstasy threw both her arms in the air, a fierce movement which threw her two handful boobs out of the loose gown. A man standing next to her reached out his hand to feel the swell of the inviting mounds, but another standing across from the other side spared a quick punch, which shifted some of the tissues in the former's nose. A fight was birthed. A fight quite mediocre to the death-battle, at its peak, in the midst of the arena."His head... his head... his head."A gladiator bathed in thick sweat and patches of drowsy darkened blood threw his gaze in the directions of the audience who kept telling him what next to do. He was standing over another, who seemed too weak to stand.After a long millisecond reverence t
Same.~The King and his Queen~"Who are you?!!!"For the first time, came a deep, thick, and slightly fuzzy voice from wine. Vulcan and his lover turned to their back. Twas the king of Aiowa, probably seeking an attention or meaning, to bring the insolvent peace and quiet to a halt.The king of Aiowa walked out of the hollowed space towards the front and nodded slightly to Vulcan, eating up Athena with a slightly contemptuous gaze; a gaze stalked by tons of questions."And who are you too?!"This question was directed to the archetype Athena in the heart of the arena."What did you mean by the first question? Are you doubting the authenticity of my queen?"Vulcan argued, his ogle pacing the grim face of the king of Aiowa. But both of them were deprived of they comeback as they all heard a sudden wail from the heart of the arena.Everyone turned in that direction, even the crowds caug
Later that day.~The Archetype and Vulcan~"And that god left the child to the justice of the wild hunting winged bull with the head of a lion, Lamassu. But the child being the offspring of a god, a god himself, tamed and lured the monster with his innocence, until he had climbed on its back. The redhaired, neon-eyed child gave a loud shriek and the rage in him was intense and ripe enough to explode... The hot lava which had coursed from his remains burnt and melted the Lamassu. There go the story of the god who lived for three years... died with his foe... and at reincarnation, became the slave of the Lamassu who now takes the form of a Centaur, the father of the woman whom he loves."Vulcan took a deep breath as the archetype stopped talking."That's a story stalked by grief and pain and anger."He let out finally. She chuckled and held his hand. They were standing before the Palace surrounded by strong walls - fe
The D-Day.~Pallas and Zeus~"Whoosh!"The gentle rhythm of the muttering branches of school of trees in the forest swept dirt with them towards the Colosseum in complement of the whipping winds on which Pallas and Zeus rode.Thick fog of clouds was writhing in tampered pace across the lawn of darkened sky, lit by the swelling ball of moon, taking its full form as the ravenous rage of the ravens built in creepy melody, and crows sent shrills down the spines of wandering reptiles.A wave of thick darkness paced the lips of the forest, bordering the path which led to the Colosseum, and travelled in crazed velocity as bade by the sways of the father of all gods. Until both his soles and his daughters' consoled the eerie earth."She knows we are here."Zeus turned to his daughter. His young, comely and mysteriously lit face betrayed the thick, porous and aged voice. He could take whichever form he deemed fi
At the mouth of a cave."News got to you too."Tahni was the first to start, of the six people present. Two couples and a mother and her daughter."Should we call it a sheer coincidence? Of course we felt the wave, but twas point in time we returned that things escalated."Aynea had stolen the stance from the princess, her daughter."Don't say I speak out of turn, but how about your baby? Where is she/he?"Miargos had a contention. His left arm was wrapped around Prium's waist. They were all standing at the mouth of a lone cave. A cave conjured recently by Aynea."Mother left him with the fairies back in her world. To be taught the art of magic and survival. We would return to him when the time is due, but at the moment, he's in right hands."The princess explained. Tahni didn't seem really convinced. She edified,"Fairies? It's not my place to argue about or discard the fact o
The fifth cloud. Zeus's palace.~Pallas~"Έρχεται η Αθηνά"One of the two watchdogs at the gate of the great palace of Zeus called. Pallas just bowed her way towards the gate and was about to walk through when the other muttered,"Η επίμονη πριγκίπισσα που τοποθετεί έναν θνητό πάνω από τον πατέρα της"She spun towards the giant fellow cladded in heifer's skin. His head heavy for his neck, eyes neon, face smeared with scars. She was tempted to make him pay for what he had just said. But confided in a wry chuckle and shot at him,"So says the man whose father shares dwelling with the orangutans."Even if the
The Colosseum.~The fight~"You know what you're supposed to do when you get out there."The grim faced of the three kings called as the Gladiators halted at the wooden door which would lead them into the passage which led into the entrance of the arena."If we lose to the Gladiators of Vulcan, what then do we stand for? Why do we fight in the first place, if we are to lose?"One of the Gladiators queried. He was lanky, his skin toned brown, his voice thick and puffy. His eyes red and face stern."Be mute Simian! Who told you that you could wield words of your own accord! Be gone from here dog and do that which you've been bade to."At once, the three kings turned their backs and walked in the opposite direction, while the wooden door creaked before the Gladiators and opened to the sticky passage.The large iron gate which led into the arena was pulled open by five hefty men and the G
Under a tree. In the woods.~Tahni and Ayla~"There's something I've been meaning to discuss with you, Ayla."Tahni called at the constantly pacing Ayla before her. Tahni was seated at the base of a large. The large tree in which they live. While Ayla was pacing the gaunt path before the tree.Ayla stopped at her call and turned to Tahni, not leaving the position she held,"Something you've been meaning to talk about, or something you've been talking about yet haven't gotten a response to... but you want to, at all cost."Tahni stood up suddenly."Whatever you call it."Ayla smiled and walked off the way."I'm all ears."Tahni snapped,"You act too wierdly these days. At first, I thought it was some Nymph thing. Like it was bound to happen and then would go away. But then, it just kept coming and coming, so obvious that if I'm indifferent, then I'm nothing but a fool!"<
The Royal Hall.~Royalties~"Long live Athena, and her king."The three kings bent their backs forward in a gentle bow as Athena and Vulcan walked into the royal hall.Twas a large building within the great walls of the palace and had only a single room. The room was lit up in the golden rays of the standing lamps which were arranged at the corners of the room.There was a large table in the heart of the room around which there were long benches for whoever saw it fit to sit.There were numerous jars of mead lined on the table and wooden plates of steaks and venison. Rarely steaks, more venison."To what do we owe this visit?"Athena got to them and sat one of the two chairs at the edge of the table. The three kings sat back down, standing behind them were thirty hefty men of different stature and forms, dressed in straps and belts. Most parts of their bodies, like chests, backs and le
The Next Morning.~The Archetype and Vulcan~"Athena."He rolled in bed and crashed on a lady next to him by the left. His left arm, pressing on the tit of the lady. He didn't seem to get the best of that mood as he turned to the other side. He crashed against another lady. His left over the thighs of the lady.He mumbled again,"Athena."As he kept fighting to lie peacefully in the bed, surrounded by ladies, he didn't get the best of the mood. His eyelids began to pave gently, till his pupils caught the life of the day."Oh... goodness."He sighed as he began to realize what was happening. He had requested for maids to satisfy his pleasure yesterday. And he had been on the loose, pleasure-wise, until he passed out.Then suddenly, he felt a silhouette standing off the bed, obstructing the flow of the clamoring rays of sun. He looked towards the window and his eyes widened. He s
Later that day.~The Archetype and Vulcan~"And that god left the child to the justice of the wild hunting winged bull with the head of a lion, Lamassu. But the child being the offspring of a god, a god himself, tamed and lured the monster with his innocence, until he had climbed on its back. The redhaired, neon-eyed child gave a loud shriek and the rage in him was intense and ripe enough to explode... The hot lava which had coursed from his remains burnt and melted the Lamassu. There go the story of the god who lived for three years... died with his foe... and at reincarnation, became the slave of the Lamassu who now takes the form of a Centaur, the father of the woman whom he loves."Vulcan took a deep breath as the archetype stopped talking."That's a story stalked by grief and pain and anger."He let out finally. She chuckled and held his hand. They were standing before the Palace surrounded by strong walls - fe
Same.~The King and his Queen~"Who are you?!!!"For the first time, came a deep, thick, and slightly fuzzy voice from wine. Vulcan and his lover turned to their back. Twas the king of Aiowa, probably seeking an attention or meaning, to bring the insolvent peace and quiet to a halt.The king of Aiowa walked out of the hollowed space towards the front and nodded slightly to Vulcan, eating up Athena with a slightly contemptuous gaze; a gaze stalked by tons of questions."And who are you too?!"This question was directed to the archetype Athena in the heart of the arena."What did you mean by the first question? Are you doubting the authenticity of my queen?"Vulcan argued, his ogle pacing the grim face of the king of Aiowa. But both of them were deprived of they comeback as they all heard a sudden wail from the heart of the arena.Everyone turned in that direction, even the crowds caug