The cirque of horrors

15

Eira and Azar

It took another long time to reach this land where the gambler described floating objects and opposites fighting each other, here I could see politicians argue on completely opposite opinions, fire and ice producing minatory scenarios, tenebrific spaces lightened by stars of immeasurable light, it was... Both a leal and phthartic vision, I feel special to be the first human to see such things.

Commingling all this elements there was a girl, full of scars, with a dress grey as her hairs who seemed to sparkle sometimes, she was combining gold and dirt, maybe allegorically meaning richness and poverty, she dropped them, and turned to my side, as I showed the casket the gambler gave me
"Are you new here?" A calm but pungent voice welcomed me
"I..."
"Of course dumbass, do you even remember someone like her?" A more vivid and angry voice came out of the same mouth
"At least not ugly like this Azar".

Now I get why the demon said he didn't want to deal with her... Or should I say them?
"Eira for hell sake! Just shut up your part of the brain freezed"
"You talk? I think yours became a puddle at least a million years ago" they couldn't stand each other, I got in the way
"Hey so can I just?..." They pulled me, taking me to their mansion on a floating piece of rock and silk, I accommodated on a chair of seemingly normal wood, feeling the nuisance of not being able to put my back on the chair because of the sling bar, so I just got up and took a footstool.

"Can I ask why you made me come to your house?"
"It's bad manners to not let a guest have a tea with us, right Azar?"
"For how much I hate you, I can't help but agree on this, we're sinners and cruel beings, but not uneducated ones" ok, what the fuck is up with all this good manners, we're in hell, who cares about being courteous now, taking apart this thought I just accepted the offer and followed with the eyes the actions of the two souls.

They seemed coordinated between their sides, with one doing calm and clever movements and the other fast and mechanic ones, the side with the subboreal eye offered me a cup of tea, while the other a cup of sugar
"Want some?"
"Nah, I like it like this"
"Yeah, you're really fat, it's better for you to not have sugar" the icy voice pierced me again with a harsh comment, that is not true! I'm pretty slim, but anyway, they sat down looking at my eyes, and checking my strings.

"The gambler gave you this?" Told me as I felt they're hand on the extension of my new body
"Yeah, why?"
"Nothing, just curious about you bitch, is that a problem?"
"No ma'am... I just asked"
"Don't listen to her darling, she's quite the bitch between us, always falling for lust and rage"
"Yeah, at least doesn't make me freeze down to the spine Eira".

I was... Quite charmed, but I intended to leave, as soon as I finished my tea
"So, Alley, the fuck are you up to in hell?"
"Well... I got betrayed" they're eyes both got concentrated on me, as they crossed the legs and put the elbows on them to maintain the head
"And tell us dear, who was the betrayer?" They said synchronized
"It was one of the gambler debtors"
"We know them all, was it... Virgil by any chance?"
"How did you know?" I said naively.

They laughed, becoming equal besides all the opposite sides
"He's the first still living man to have made a deal with a demon, that's quite amazing of him you know? We're all waiting for him down here, so we can admire his cruelty and return the same, don't you want revenge for the betrayal?" I hesitated, but then recomposed
"Yes! I want it, and I'm willing to take it, I will be the first to put my hands on him! I'll attach my strings to him and make him move to my will like a lifeless doll with no free movement!".

While raging I broke a wooden furniture in front of me, as the two girls looked at me grinning, but only Azar added her opinion
"Well well, then you cultivated rage inside of you too huh? Good! Let it flow, make it your strength" I just... Wasn't myself, my eyes lost focus
"I have to go, I'm not feeling well"
"What did you expect, it's hell dear, you always suffer because of something" the frigid voice said.

"Yeah, but I still want to go, I did my part of the deal, it was a pleasure, maybe we will see again when Virgil comes down here"
"We will look forward for it dear, we'll tell all the other subordinates we have you have the right to be the first one to torture him" fucking... Weird, I'm never cruel, and I never wish for someone else despair, but... Talking about that treasonous bastard makes me want to rip his face off.

In this aeonian pit of suffering I roamed again for what seemed to be centuries, my body didn't rot, I realized it got more and more similarities with wood as if I was a puppet too, but I'm still made out of flesh, I think the transformation process will make me of wood too, but overall, who cares, I'm already doomed, either I'm made of tree material or human one.

I walked through ice plains, I think I'm near the Cocyte river, it's cold, I can see my breath, so I decide to go up, even if I'm not able to distinguish whether I'm going, just forward or back.

Virgil sure will get sent in one of this subboreal circles, and once he's here, hell will really start for him, I assure this.