The next day was a usual Saturday. Adeliza was so tired that she immediately fell asleep in the car itself, so that Richard had to carry her into her room, wake her up softly and gave her nightgown and clothes so that she could right after changing she could go to sleep. He closed her door, giving her privacy. "do you need a lift home, Blythe?" he asked, but Blythe could see he was tired wholesomely enough to even to give a lift. "no worries, I can stay here, tomorrow will be fine" she said, pulling her phone from the pocket and putting a quick message to Pat, who was already offline, but whom also had left few messages. The endearing mangata was painted upon the waters of the surface, whispering tales of the sun and the moon. It gave a little shimmering sound, which was soothing to the listeners. And the waves, their cotton white foam crashing to the rocks with a violent, gory hisses. The ocean and its waves crashing resembled a sedentary yet a prepossessing gown with many heavy layers, its water-coloured Blue shade.
Richard too, despite looking tired, eased himself with the picturesque view around the superyacht, leaning to the greels, watching cautiously. He was observing Blythe, whom had her own orphic aura cover. He, however, wanted to get to know her more, to break that arcane shield, and unlock whatever inside that shield, covered to the world, as that was what humans do, humans stalked what they couldn't see, with a chemistry towards unknown. But, moreover he wanted to get to know her more because he was the Coeus, the titan of wisdom, whom saw no boundaries of authority, whom almost escaped the depths of Tartarus. Coes, the pillar of the north, with Athena beside her, quieter version of her, a prettier bot of her. Freedom. She gave off that independence vibe, headstrong feeling, that she could never be changed in the core. She was the kind of the storm you would see in a desert, a kind of an ambitious explorer, a warrior in the sea of sand. A silent hawk. An ultimate Artemis.
"do you like the view?" he asked, intending to make a deeper conversation. "yes, quite a lot" she replied almost instantly, still not taking her eyes off of the evident horizon. "what do you believe in, Blythe? I'm asking in a philosophical sense" he asked, thinking he was in the right track. Well, he was. "I do believe in a lot of things. I do believe in afterlife, I do believe in the vicious circle of life. I do believe in the universal code of the nature" she said, waiting for him to make a move. "why would you believe in afterlife in the first case?" he asked, now curious. "If the world can be this wicked, then surely should be the afterlife too" she said. "After all, not everyone goes to the heaven" she added. "I think sometimes we are born as animals too. I do believe the evolution aligns with the rebirth. Like every time you get reborn again and again, more you evolve. As we have evolved to this day with multiple rebirths" she stopped talking, paused to herself, looked at the seraphic moonlight again, and then the crashing of the waves. "So, you're a Buddhist, aren't you? What else do you believe in?" Richard questioned, waiting for her to break away from her distractions. "I believe Greeks were into something, they were intelligent beings." she stated as a matter of fact way.
"So you think the mythology is right?" Richard, very interested in the subject, asked. "no. A part of it, but some parts are just made off. Like, I do believe they were referring to the gods of heavens as gods of Olympus. And mountain Olympus was where they visited, a shrine" she replied. "But, I think there is no one god, but multiple gods, like Zeus, Poseidon and Athena everyone. It differs from culture to culture. In Romans, it's Jupiter, Neptune and Minerva, for Hinduism, there's Shiva, Vishnu and Saraswathi. It's clear that all of the cultures refer to one panel of gods in heavens, with multiple names. So, it is a belief of mine, there is a panel of gods who rule the heavens, while there are ordinary gods and goddesses. And titans, do exist. But not in heavens, maybe in the ocean, they're just hidden from the human eyes. These myths and legends are not just mere human imagination, but there are truths in there too, that's my belief."
"so, it's Aquaman, you say." he chuckled smoothly, in a non-offensive way. "to be precise, yes. I do believe in gods, and the universe" she said. "I don't know if they were gods or the universe, but they, did help me onetime. So yes, there are things you can go beyond Science." she said, looking away from Richard as if it reminded her something. "There's a cause for everything. A reason. Every problem of today came from poverty" she added. "how can you say so?" Richard asked. "It's because poverty made people break the rules, lie an even stealing. The government was forced to give punishments for whom did it, and there came the killing. Because of the stress made by poverty, people behaved in wrong manners, it invented swear words. Because of the breaking of rules, and the punishments, anger came and that's how a society with violence and disgrace was created" she answered, in a theoretical, reasoning manner.
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Never an ever after
RomanceBlythe Carter perceives no contrast between raw love and impeccable sorrow. Richard Lennon, too, is unable to diverge past from present. Maybe both of them can educate from each other. And prevent bleeding from the primitive scars. Toss in the deva...