Thus Speak Prodigal
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The Search for True Love
Episode 9 : Till Death Do we part
Disclaimer : As per normal
(a) The Prodigal's Heart
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The sun has just set in the Nexus. Prodigal and Runoa had decided
to leave for Savana in the following day, after taking a rest at
Death's place. The goddess of Love was sleeping gracefully on the
bed, with a beautiful duvat covering her. The prodigal was looking
out to the window and see the night slowly covering the nexus with
the beautiful stars.
The Prodigal could not sleep. He was not sure where the path would
lead him. It was a path filled with perils and obstacles. He could
not find solace in his heart. After realizing that the damage he
had caused with his battle against the Devil, he was filled with
remorse that he had caused the life of his loved one in danger. He
turned and looked at his loved one, so deeply in her sleep. He
wished that she would be safe and sound and that nothing could harm
her. Yet, he knew that he would hav e to leave her. He was afraid
of where his destiny would lead him. He was avoiding his destiny
all these while. He realized that he could not let a woman suffer
with him. He walked out of the bedroom as he pulled his trenchcoat
quietly. He had made up his mind that he could only seek
Devestation alone.
He recalled that the god of destruction was his bitter enemy. They
had never agreed on anything in any meeting of the Endless.
Devestation simply hated him for taking away his love. It was the
love of the mortal woman, and in the end, both of them lost the
mortal woman to Death, because it was fated that the Endless could
never love a mortal. If the love was consummated, cities would burn
and the Earth as we know it, would suffer from hellfire. He would
knew that if he would beg the god of destruction for help to seal
the anomaly, he would be utterly humiliated. But there is no
choice. The fate of the cosmos is by far, much higher in magnitude
than personal pride, whether the Prodigal could rationalize all
these out.
He was in pain, only deeply in pain, as he stepped out of the door.
He wished that he could kiss his love goodbye, but he did not want
her to know that he would seek destruction on his own path. Such
was his way of living. He was walking down the corridor, towards
the exit of Death's palace. As he was about to leave the Nexus, a
feminine voice spoke,"Going somewhere, my dear brother."
"Yes," Prodigal said,"I have to go to Savana."
"You are leaving Runoa here," Death said,"don't you love
her?"
"Yes, I do," Prodigal nodded his head as he could not face Death in
the eye."You must understand that to love someone is not to let
someone suffer with you."
"Yes," Death shared the Prodigal's sentiments,"But if I would love
that someone, I would go with him in all my heart, even to die with
him. Isn't that the mortal way, how it should be, my brother? Isn't
that love? Are you not hurting her by leaving her here, and face
the danger against Devestation alone?"
"But, I cannot let her to suffer, " the Prodigal said,"It is
between Devestation and me."
"Yes, yes, you and him, both of you are always at loggerheads,"
Death sighed,"So, you are seeking him out on your own."
"Yes." the Prodigal said, "Death, I would like to go now, take care
of Runoa for me, and I would be back soon." He turned his head and
was about to leave.
"Please stop here, my love," a voice had suddenly stopped the
Prodigal, as he was about to open the door and leave the place. It
was the voice of his love. "Even if you have to face the enemy, I
would like to be with you, till death do we part." Those words
touched the wanderer, but he was at a loss of words. The wanderer
walked towards his love and hugged her, muttering words of apology
as he embraced her with his arms.
Death was shaking her head, and realized that it was going to be a
difficult situation for the two of them... "Why are they behaving
like mortals?" Death said to herself as she shook her head.
"Sometimes, I really wonder why these two Endless are turning so
much mortal. We have a different purpose in our existence."
"Well, Prodigal," a handsome voice came and a figure materialized
in front of the couple and Death. "You do not need to seek
Devestation in Savana. I can gladly do the favour for you." It was
a man in pure white suit, with a nice Leonardo-Dicappucino
face.
"S.A. Tan," the Prodigal gasped, and he was in surprised why the
Devil had come to the domain of Death. "Why are you here in the
Nexus?"
"Of course, I am not here to pick another battle with you," said
the Devil, as he shot a glance at Death, who was not duly impressed
with his entrance into her realm. "I am here to negotiate a deal
with you."
"A deal?" Prodigal could not believe his ears,"After all that
humiliation I have made you, I am sure your heart is consumed with
the fire to destroy me now."
"Well, always remember that the Devil may not be a forgiving
person, but there are no forever enemies or friends in this world.
I am here on the pretext as a businessman."
"Yes, so what is your deal?" the Prodigal said, as he clenched
tightly to Runoa's hand.
"Before that, let me show you something," the Devil conjured a
sphere and the image in the sphere was a little gal trapped inside
a cage in hell. "This is your daughter, Valentine, the product of 2
Endless, you and Runoa who holds the profile of True Love in the
future of our Universe, and she is in my hands now."
Prodigal and Runoa was shocked as they stared into the sphere, and
found an uneasiness in them, that the gal was somehow related in
blood with them. Especially the blue crystal eyes in the little
gal's eyes, both Prodigal and Runoa could not help but to believe
what the Devil had said.
"S.A. Tan, you are so despicable to use a little gal to trick my
brother," Death attacked the Devil with her words.
"No, my sister, he is right, that is our daughter, both Runoa and I
can feel it," the Prodigal said. "Let's cut the long story short,
what is the deal?"
"Well, Prodigal, I am aware that our battle had caused an anomaly
in our Universe, and this anomaly had not affected you, but me as
well. I would get you the thing you need from Devestation in
Savana. U need his flail so that you can effectively use your
powers to seal the anomaly. If you could do something for me, I
would return your daughter in the deal which I proposed as she is
suffering from extermination of her own existence because Runoa has
somehow passed away in her timeline."
"Don't trust him, Brother," Death said, as she was pondering how to
help her brother out fo the situation.
"Well, the Devil came with a deal which has no choice," the
Prodigal said, as he made a short glance from his love that they
had to save that little gal. "S.A. Tan, tell me what you want from
me, but if you do not return my daughter and Devestation's flail
after I have done the thing for you, you would expect my fury in
hell."
"U have my promise, Prodigal," said the Devil. "Here is the thing
which I want you to do : you must go to the Seven heavens and see
the Creator, and inform him of a plot by the Archangel Gabriel to
revolt against him. I want this to end as fast as possible, as it
was caused by the anomaly which our battle had somehow affected
Heaven. I have news from my associates that Gabriel is going to
revolt against the Creator, and lead the angels to a war against
humanity. However, he is met by resistance in the community of
Angels in Heaven. Hence to secure his power, he has plotted against
the Creator. Your job is to warn the Creator i.e. that stupid old
man who is trapped in his own shell after leaving the world to me
and the angels to play with."
"That is strange, S.A. Tan, why would you want to help the
resistance and the Creator to deal with Gabriel? Afterall, it does
not benefit you at all. The Creator would just quell the rebellion
by reversing the effect caused by the anomaly to Gabriel."
"Although I hate the old man for what he done to me, nevertheless,
my purpose to eliminate Gabriel and assist the resistance rests on
a fundamental assumption here : There can only be one Hell. If
Gabriel successfully lead the revolution, heaven and earth would
change, and revelation would seriously need a new editor. But never
trust the bible, since it was written by Man and not by the old
man."
"Well, to secure your throne in Hell, you have to stop Gabriel
before a great war would lead to him holding a similar realm like
you. Good thought," the Prodigal said,"Despite that I am not
interested between your feud with the Creator, nevertheless, I
would fulfil your part of the deal by going to Heaven."
"Then after you fulfil your part of the deal, we would meet to seal
the anomaly, before it is going to cause more damage to our
existence." S.A. Tan said, as he disappeared into thin air.
"Deal," the Prodigal said as he saw the road ahead filled with
obstacles and difficulties.
"Are you sure you are going to do this?" Death said,"It is not easy
to gain audience with the Creator, even if you are an Endless.
Besides, you would have to deal against Gabriel."
"I have to, since S.A. Tan wants to seal the anomaly as well," said
the Prodigal,"Well, my sister, please do me a favour, please let
Runoa stay in the Nexus and protect her from harm."
"Prodigal," Runoa looked at him with the notion that she wished to
follow him.
"No, my dear love, I would want to have your company very much with
me," said the Prodigal,"But this is far too dangerous. I want
nothing to harm you, and you must be protected at all costs,
otherwise, our daughter would die."
"Alright, come back safely," Runoa said, as she kissed her knight
deeply with her lips sealed to his. There was not a moment that
both of them knew that it was an ordeal to them, and they had to
support each other to carry through the test.
(b)Torrants and Mayar
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(This part is contributed by MayaJade and Ternece and has been
edited to fit the story line. If you are curious, you can always
look at the original version in the companion of Thus Speak
Prodigal)
The meadow was filled with the fragrant smell of roses and lilies.
The most beautiful about living in the land of the Faeries, is that
one could admire the changing seasons and also the wondrous beauty
of nature. the green forest was packed with oak trees that lived
longer than the elves themselves. The plains were laid strewn with
brown leaves, and the climate was not too cold since it was turning
Autumn in Faerie Land. It was midday, yet the distant sun of the
Faerie Land had cast a gentle light on the lands. A lone woman was
sitting on the grass with her nose buries in a posy of red blooms.
She was the beautiful and gorgeous Mayar, the exiled purple-haired
ex mermaid.
Suddenly a note blended into the tranquility of the meadow. Mayar
lifted her head and blinked. She was anticipating for him to come.
For he had come to the Faerie Land for her, together with the
servant of the Goddess of Love. She was awaiting for this nite, as
she missed him for a long time. However, he would have to leave
tomorrow, because Queen Amanda had made a bargain with the God of
Time, that unless his son would be restored to his original form,
she would not let Mayar leave. After all, the whole incident was
caused by both Mayar and Torrants. Hence the God of Time felt that
it was his responsibility to do something for the crown prince of
the elves. He had agreed to the deal. After their reunion, Torrents
told her about his trip to hell and Prodigal's effort to get her
whereabout from S.A.Tan. They had agreed to meet and spent the
night together before Torrants would leave with Cluon to search for
the demoness Hallo Kathy for the antidote.
"Dearest, you have finally come," Mayar said as she kissed the lips
of her beloved Torrants, who was struming the most beautiful music
from the harp. The strings were weaved with passion and the music
filled the meadows with serenity and tranquility. So much was the
power of love.
"Yes, my dear Mayar," said Torrants,"I miss you dearly. And to
leave you again, I can't."
Ripples of motion swept across the meadow. At first, when the notes
began to get softer, the winds began to take over the music and
whistled across the leaves across the plains. The flowers were
swayed just slightly and the wind could be felt.Torrants dropped
his harp, and let his emotions flowed into his loved one. When they
touched, the land descended into quiet again. Torrents pulled Mayar
into his arms and at that moment, their lives felt complete. Mayar
buried her head on the crook of his neck and leaned on his lithe
and powerful body. She could feel his strength emanated from his
beautiful form and she absorbed it to salve her wounded heart. She
touched him with her tender hands and felt his body boiled with
passions. He marvelled that she always smelt like seabreeze and he
found himself helplessly enconsed in her yielding softness.
"Torrents, Torrents, I waited for you for so long, I didn't know if
you would ever find me..." Torrents comforted her with his arms,
"Be quiet, my love, I am here."
She pulled back and for the first time saw him in close range. Even
though Torrents had discarded his tattered clothes after his battle
with the Demoness, his wounds had not healed yet. Mayar inspected
them carefully and asked him about his adventure. They retreated
into a bower hidden in the edge of the woods which was used to
house the guest of the royal family in Faerie Land. However, it was
now the current residence of Mayar granted by Queen Amanda.
Torrents lied down with his head on Mayar's lap. She told him about
her own misadventure in Faerie Land and when she completed her
story, they fell into a comfortable silence. They didn't say
anything to each other, yet their eyes spoke to each other. Mayar
gazed into Torrents pair of eyes and saw inside warmth and infinite
understanding. Overcome with surges of tender feelings she pulled a
flower from a long vase and traced the contours of his face with
its smooth petals. Love and lust belongs to desire, and desire is
always cruel. Torrents reached up with his hand and it soon lost
itself in the silken purple strands of Mayar's hair. he gave her a
pull she did not need. Bending low, Mayar's lips gently fell upon
Torrent's waiting ones. It was but a short kiss but it acted like
an ignition spark. Mayar gently moved Torrents from her lap to the
soft grass of the bower. he reclined on the grass and she descended
upon him once again. the layers of clothes were hastily and
hungrily peeled off each other. Their desires were so tangible that
they trembled with animal anticipation. Torrants, bare-bodied,
looking like a demi-god in the summer sun, firmly let Mayar on the
floating scent of sweet due and lowered his head to her warm moist
lips. Mayar half-opened her opulent lips, cherry red with
innocence, raised her head to meet his with the experience of a
woman who knew what she wanted.
Torrants stroked Mayar's hair gently, down to her ears, the nape of
her neck and finally resting on her firm breasts. as he allowed his
weight to rest onto her, she reached to the back of his head and
pulled him closer to her cheek and began breathing heavily with
unwanton desire. his muscles clenched, his body knotted and his
touch became firmer and lost the gentleness of before, replaced by
the instincts of a semi-god who wanted to erupt. Her body was
responding to his touch and caress. her hands fluttered across his
back and down to his heavenly buttocks, exploring its cleavage as
he explored hers. in a swift movement they became one. There was no
one else in this universe, only the hearts and loins of two
metaphysical entities colliding with unparalleled passion and
vigour. from a gentle rocking to a rythmic pulsating dance, they
moved in unision, every thrust and cry in beat with the tune only
they both knew. Time had ceased to exist. the minutes turned into
hours, the hours into years and the years back into minutes again.
and in a rainbow-like explosion of joy and cosmic pleasure, they
felt the sky fall to the earth and the seas shoot into the space it
left behind. it was over; yet the taste and smell of the experience
made it feel as though it never ended. They have finally
consummated each other and lived by the bond that till death, do
they part.
[to be continued]
[This message has been edited by prodigal (edited 26 February
2000).]
