AUTHOR TIME:
hey guys i know i said ill update like 10 ch and i will but this is a prolong so dosent count anyway hope this will give you a bit of an incite to the new improved version, also im writing another story at the moe and just started a new job so no deadline promises K
(for those that will pick up the joke below I'M SORRY I COULDN'T RESIST!!!)
anyway here you go please comment
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Looking at the large majestic castle, surrounded by green rolling hills and expansive fields.
It would be easy for your sweeping gaze to miss alone figure sitting on one of the turrets, swinging his legs over the edge.
I was Sitting there whit me, myself and I, having a pleasant discussion, I was looking at the horizon
Me: “I’M HUNGRY!!!!, hmmmmm, what do I feel like?”
Myself: “you are not hungry, just board”
Me: “COCONUT!! I want a coconut, give me”
Myself: “and where are you going to find coconuts in Europe?”
Me: “well I suppose and animal cold bring it, you know migration and all”
Myself rolled my eyes at me sarcastically
Myself: “an animal and what animal migrates over such distance?”
Me: “wellll………….., a swallow! Yes a swallow could bring it!”
Myself: “a swallow?”
Myself’s tone and sarcastic remarks were starting to grate on me
Myself: “a swallow a five once bird it could not carry a one pound coconut and in order to maintain air speed velocity a swallow needs to beat its wings forty-three times every second and how would it grip it?”
Me: “it could grip it by the husk”
Myself: “what?”
Me: “it could grip It by the husk”
Myself: “that’s doesn’t explain how it would lift the bloody thing!”
Me: “two!”
Myself: “two what?”
Me: “swallows!, two swallows griping the coconut could carry it here”
Myself: “I still highly doubt they will they would be able to carry it”
Me: “oh fine your just making it harder in the swallows through, very cruel”
Myself: “what?”
Me: “the swallows”
Me pointing at the sky you could see two small shapes flying this way between them slung in a giant leaf was a small round object
Me: “African swallows don’t migrate you know, very cruel, they’ll probably get lost on the way back”
Myself: “I’m not the one who!!, oh never mind. Whatever”
Me watching the swallows slow approach, noticed I was rather quite, mentally poking him
Me: “well? Anything to add?”
I: “leave me out of this”
Me: “stop being so moody”
Myself: *snort* “at least he doesn’t argue with sanity”
Me: “oh and when were you ever sane?”
Myself: “AT LEST I DON’T MESS WITH THE LAW OF PHYSICS”
Me: “party pooper”
I: “SHUT UP!!!”
Me: “spoil sport”
Myself: “oh here’s the swallow’s”
Me: “MY COCONUT! YUMMY!”
The swallows flew toward me, dropping the coconut into my lap before flying their separate ways
Ecstatic, I poked a hole in the coconut
Drinking the sweet sweet liquid, my craving satisfied, I looked down over the edge carefully aiming, I dropped the coconut, causing a commotion down bellow
Me: “HAHAHA, did you see that! Right on the head!
Myself: “was that necessary?”
Me : “yes”
I: “whatever”
I stood up side steeped plane walking to another dimension
Me, myself still auguring
*Myself turned its attention to I*
Myself: “where are we going?”
I: “cousins”
Me: “AHA! Are we endeavoring another reminding? OH what grate memory, the pillage and general mayhem!”
Myself: “AND what purpose will this serve?”
I: “nothing, I’m bored, I can’t remember the last time we had fun”
Me: “HA! Me have fun every day, but I see your point we have been quite for a long time, why is that?”
Myself: “humans live, humans die the wheel turns where the fun in that?”
I: “correct, but even the general mayhem has gotten old, nothing feels new anymore
Me: “so that’s why you’ve been such a downer lately”
I: “yes so I thought a visit to our cousins was overdue, my plan might stir things up”
Me: “oh here we go he’s got that look in our eye!”
Myself: “what purpose will this serve?”
I: “to amuse me!”
Me/myself: “TCH” mentally looking at each other “truce!”
(AN: if you can’t follow the above, don’t read this story)
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“so I hear your looking for a story?” The old women cackled
Where the hell did she come from?
I was just traveling on my way to the next town, when I stopped for a brief rest on a log
Setting my stuff down turning around to sit down on my log
I found an old crone sitting on a rocking chair
She was rocking gently humming a tune
“Who are you?” demanding an answer
The old women kept the same smile gently humming her tune, no matter what I said she wouldn’t respond
Only when sitting down did she finally speak.
(so i hear your looking for a story)
‘Story? What? I haven’t got a quest like that’
‘Have I?’ cheeking my quest list I haven’t received anything involving a story
‘What is she talking about?’ at the moment I’m on my way to deliver a letter to the next town
‘is this an event?’ turning back to the old women my eyes shining in anticipation
‘yay! an event!’ I started paying attention
The old women smiled smugly back
“Hurry up young man get out your pen and paper”
Confused I checked out my inventory, I had a pen and parchment that I don’t remember buying.
As soon as I took out the items she continued
“let’s not start from the start, nor the point of view of the heroine. Let’s talk about gods and a curtain intruder”
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A man with one blue eye the other green
Happily walked, nay! Almost skipped down the long hall leading to the gods pantheon room
His dark hair short pushed back from his head, his dark leather jacket reaching the floor open in the front revealing a dark red suite under the worn and tattered jacket
His smile constant, his eyes bright wide in wonder giving off the hint of insanity
At the end of the hall he came to two twisted doors that looked like they grew from the earth
Pushing them open he strode through
The doors opened to a large glade, the ground covered with soft moss
On a reside dais of dirt, sat a large man on a throne of gold, an axe resting at his side
his long red hair tied back, a substantial beard graced his face trailing down to mid chest and brown robes draped gathered at his hips, boots of horse hair tied to his feet
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Various gods sat to either side, spreading out to form a circle, in the middle of the glade sat a small pool perfectly circle, the water glowed deep blue a woman sat next to it trailing her hands through the water, as I walk near the pool she became hostile
She had long wave brown hair was pulled away from her face, her green dress had long sleeves trailing the ground, her normally kind blue eyes scrunched in anger in her heart shaped face
“YOU! HOW DEAR YOU ENTER THIS SAECRID PLACE!”
“my cousin! You hurt us” hand on heart I pretended to be offended
“can’t we pay a visit to our long lost cousins?”
The women looked like she was about to run me through, the man in the chair stood up waving his hand at the woman
“Airmid! Settle down
” turning to me I felt his steer go through us,
*inner monologue*
me: ‘whoa this guy is serious’ myself: ‘you don’t make a pantheon of gods without a scary amount of power’,
I: ‘HAHA he’s still too young and hot headed’
We turned addressing the man “Dagda! My cousin, how have you been?”
Dagda frowned “I don’t remember being your cousin!”
“ah! Of course we are, our pantheons once sheared a world! anyway cousin, as I was strolling through the dimensions I had a thought, ‘ah!’ I said to myself ‘ I wonder how my cousins are doing? It has been too long, my dear cousins must be missing us, surly they’ll be delighted at our return’ and myself said ‘are you Sure? after you caused the decline of their religion, making them bow their heads to you, inducing a favor in return for finding them a new world’ and I said ‘oh our cousins would not be so petty, especially when they still haven’t payed me’”
smiling wide I could see Dagda flinch at that last part.
Resigned he sunk into his chair; apprehension filled his eyes “what do you want?”
“me nothing, myself doesn’t need a thing”
Growling Dagda shouts back “BUT what does the other one want!”
“I want to play, let us play in your world and your oath is payed”
Dagda looks sceptical
“AND why? You who can come and go as he please without a trace, ask for this?”
“Because I have a plan, a big plan one that will change reality for a few mortals”
“NO!” A shout ran out Airmid ran forward bowing before Dagda “you can’t! What if he disturbs the pool of soles, the white lady has done damage as it is if there is another disturbance the pool might fall apart”
Dagda snorts “what do I care? If it does it can be remade”
“BUT THE RENCARNATION CYCLE!”
“IS SOMETHING WE GIVE THEM! It is not a right!, more souls can be made and remade, this is not an issue”
Airmid closed her mouth, nothing more to say
Turning to Airmid, resting my hand on her shoulder, she slapped it away
“I am not a killer, there will be no gendercide, I just want to watch the ants crawl, I’ve always wondered what would happen when you introduce a diamond to an ants nest. Would they understand it? Would they see it for what it is or would they fight for it? That’s what I’m going to do”
With that said I turned to go, looking at my retreating back Dagda called out
“remember our agreement! Mortals only don’t affect me or mine!, and don’t forget my power has grown don’t over steep the line”
Chuckling I left to survey my new play ground
Dagda slumped in his chair wen the door closed and the man left “why did he have to come back! DAME HIM” glancing to his left he called out “Airanhod!”
“Yes my lord?” a lady walked out moving before Dagda, the glade quietened not a whisper heard.
She was a tall and willowy her dress made of sliver pooling at her feet dragging along the ground her hair as white as snow her complexion to match, her eyes were completely black including the sclera(white part of eye) her eye were limitless and it was often said if you steer long and deep enough you could see starts and constellations moving in the dark expanse
In her hands she held a golden wheel spinning slowly the symbols changing and evolving
“Arainhod , any changes in the wheel?”
A voice cold yet warm, soft yet hard, vibrated through the air her lips not parting once
“The wheel forever changes it flows and ebbs”
Dagda scratched his head
“Have you felt any tension? Like a era of change looming?”
The enthral voice echoing again
“Yes”
Tension caught hold of Dagda “will this affect the gods?”
Airanhod smiled the gods around her gasped taking a step back
“The human realm will change, kings will fall, the world will change, she will be born”
Her eye’s alight glowing
Dagda relaxed the rest of the gods tensed “so it’s as he says the mortals are the game, so be it let this matter bother me no more” with a wave of his hand he dismissed the pantheon
Airanhod melted back into the tress at the far side
Airmid walked back to the pool a few gods trailing behind her
At her side stood lugh god of sun and revenge and Boann goddess of rivers and healing, these three gods whispered among themselves
Lugh folded his arms,
lugh was tall and was well-muscled, his bronze skin was draped in gold cloth and adorned in jewels, his eyes hazel glowed with an inner light, it intensified changing with his mood. his hair short looked spiky and spun from gold,
“this is troubling, a disturbance in the mortal realm might not trouble us as high gods, but the low gods and the underlings will be a mess, the rise and fall of nations will affect their existence”
Boann looked down letting her hair covering her face,
her long hair light blue falling to the ground dragging behind her, her face round and cute with large eyes of green, her short stature covered in a grey dress.
Twiddling her fingers, mumbling to the ground “yes, at least the local gods will rise and fall with the change”
Airmid scowled “I don’t trust him! He is both a cure and a curse! Dagda might feel safe with his growth in power, but HE is the man who caused the decline in our faith with juts a whisper! we must stay on Gard and watch him! Lugh can you ask Don to keep an eye on him?”
Lugh sighs “you know her, she hates being restricted! But she owes me, so I will ask this, but the wind is forever fickle!!”
Airmid happy firmly nodded breaking off from the group turning back to watch over the pool
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(hey guys thanks for reading the prolong it’s kind of long for one but I like having a tops tervy kind of opening PS> could have written more but too tiered)