Eladea: A Hopeless Age

Chapter 13: Sage

Chapter 13: Sage 

I apologize for this, I just watched a super sad episode of the series I'm into, and currently very sappy and emotional. So uh…..yeah enjoy I guess.

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For the longest time, no words are spoken. No problems are mentioned. No thoughts are shared. We simply sit in the warm embrace of each other's presence. 

Lance sits in the empty, white space with his legs spread apart. I sit between them, curled up against his chest. His arms are wrapped around me, his cheek pressed into the top of my head. His dark leather jacket is cool against the side of my face as I close my eyes and listen to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His breathing is slow and comforting, his entire chest expanding and shrinking with each one. 

"So," his Irish laced voice fills the empty void. "I think my Converse's held up pretty well these past years, yeah?" I try not to laugh as I look down at the worn, mint shoes. 

"Yea, right. It's almost like the sole isn't half peeled off from the shoe." I chuckle. 

"Is not! I keep these puppies in peak condition!" 

"Ha, yeah I believe it." I say, studying the old stains, worn threads, and faded colors. We fall back into a brief silence before he breaks it again. 

"You know, I have been doing things. I haven't just been sitting up here with a martini glass and shades, lounging in a beach chair." He says. I pull away, but not far. Just fair enough to get a good look at him. 

"Lance, is that what you've been worried about? You're in heaven! Even if you were doing the whole martini thing I definitely wouldn't be mad about it." I answer, folding my legs in front of me, my knees on top of Lance's outstretched lower limbs. 

"Ha! Thank you, my green girl, but I'm not worried about it. I just wanted you to know that while you've been suffering and leading down there, I've been doing my own thing." 

"And what is that?" I ask. 

"I've been working with the Goddesses. They've entrusted me as their personal advisor, for whatever reason. That's why I was allowed to come here, to The Inbetween, and see you." He answers. 

"Really?!" I ask, surprised. "What things do you work on?" 

"Well, I'm not allowed to tell you much, since your still-not-quite-dead-yet brain would probably implode, but I can tell you this: we're trying to figure out the difference between our old home, and Eladea, and how people come over." He answers. I blink a few times before responding. 

"Wait, but I thought the goddesses did it? They chose people with a great destiny and brought them over?" I ask, tilting my head in confusion. 

"Well, that's half correct. They do choose people, but then they just show up. They have no idea how we get from the Other Side, over here. It just sorta…happens! That's why we're investigating, to see what we're dealing with and if whatever barrier there is can be sealed, and or broken down." He explains with a passion I've only ever heard when he would talk about maps.

"Oh wow. I mean, that's amazing! But it's weird thinking about how three all-powerful beings don't know something." I say, tracing patterns on his dark pant leg. 

"I know right? They seem like these mystical beings but then you actually talk to them on an equal plane and they suddenly just seem like humans with some added perks." He shrugs. 

"Have you seen them?"

"Oh, Goddesses no! Sage, I'm nothing but a spirit, in heaven, my body dead on the ground, and I would incinerate the moment I saw it. Simply blip into nothingness. Seeing a goddess is the only thing that can kill a dead person. They merely communicate through my mind." He says with a laugh.