CHRONICLES OF FOUR LEGENDS

"L" of Love

They talk about a time, something like "once upon a time" in the same baritone, so full of suspicious gestures and curious audience. Their words would pierce through the somnolence of Dark Night. Everyone would hold their breath, so much silence that it would even beat the concept of PINDROP phenomenon, no sound produced at all as if there existed no Human in the vicinity while all the night creatures would either chirp or howl like a mantra in the distant far off places. And then! The tale teller would dissipate the Knowledge of the Underworld to the Inhabitants of the earth, they would chant the secrets only the olders had an idea about. After a wait of a brief fleeting moment, they would start screaming with all their might, not their mouths; no they were and still are sealed and sewed together,  but their eyes, the expectant big doe like eyes, even the Owls would be left agape if a comparison would've to be made. Holding each other's hand they will pray to keep their fears at the bay, as the story that will be revealed today was not something to be taken lightly. Humans had to pay a huge price for it, so they had to stay calm or at least had to pretend like that.
"Let the story begin." Said the bravest of them all.
"A long long time ago, when the Divine was creating His Favorites, Humans, He was so in Love with them that the Hands that He was using to make them perfectly sculptured, emitted a Warmth that spreaded through their immobile bodies of clay and would envelope itself around their whole existence. Just before the Humans could open their eyes in the World of Immortal Sins and Mortal Beings, just before their first breath, a quirk of Creator made its way to the center of the Human's Gravity, Heart.
Therefore, the first thing they experienced after He, the Creator;  blew the Soul into their lifeless bodies, the first thing the first thing they saw with their shimmery eyes, the first moment they captured, the first emotion they felt, the first drop that ran through their blood, the first thing they tasted on their tongue, the first caress, the first kiss, the first cry, the first fall, the first hold, the first presence, the first blessing, the first tear, the very first smile it was all Love, nothing but Love. A Pure one.
Even those who weren't lucky enough or gifted to have  first and most precious moments of their lives were still created with Love from the same Touch of Care and Love, by the same Glorious Creator.
It was something that was the part of every Journey and every existence. It was the centre. It was like a touch that healed every soul, it had that power. it was something from sacred realm, so everyone from sacred realm, something that everyone from the sacred kingdom cherished but for the sake of it had to bury inside the shell that laid hidden deep inside the abyss of seabed, somewhere it could never be stolen somewhere it could never be found.
it was a companion, a friend, a comrade, a family, a stranger, a child, a young man, an old lady, and a lover. It came in all shapes and forms from cradle to cuddle, hold to touch, caress to smooth, peck to kiss, pain to hurt, scar to heal, snuggle to love making, from sky to earth and beyond the horizon. It was so huge that the world was not enough to carry its power, to carry its existence. The energy it would emanate and the happiness that would spread inside a small body. How was it even possible for the Demons to sit aside and let humans, the mere creatures who only brought them misery and nothing else, have the ownership of the most precious Jewel from up above. Demons loathed them with their whole existence. How could they even possibly see beyond their hatred? How could they let the humans be happy on their own?
They would sit together every night and plan the demise of human soul, pathetic existences as they would call them. How can the creator who claims to be so mighty be in love with this failure of a creature? They would wonder. So, the devil would call all his companions when the night would fall and yell at them all. For years he struggled and lived in misery and Eons might have passed till one of his servant came forward and answered the devil with the call. He claimed he will bring the Humans to their fall, and at his feet. He will make sure to throw such a filthy bait even the touch will turn them into nothing but a sinister. Devil stood tall and roared like a thunderclap. "He is Happy after all", The servant whispered the words to the others, the plan, and then one day they set for the journey. Devil was waiting, for his victory.
They halted, and waited for the night to fall, and darkness to recall. Once it seeped through the walls of livings. They lurked around and waited for the right movement, and when their Shadows disappeared into the valleys of Dark, they followed their Victims with soft paws, and then out of nowhere they attacked, held them hostage, took out their hearts, muffled their cries by putting a hot liquid in their mouth like a sauce. They interrogated about the treasure only humans had the key to but the humans denied the existence of anything as for as they could recall. Demons were adamant and wanted them to talk about the pearl that shone and was a courtesy of sacred garden. Humans were afraid to talk because they had no idea so they stalled.
The devil himself was infuriated by the humans' deviancy, so he took the stand and walked to the skeleton of the decaying bodies and stirred their heart,  just a bit. He then set them free afterwards and asked his servants to keep a close eye this time. When they were brought back to the world of reality, they wander in a state of fugue. After a long period of wandering into the streets of insanity, they kept talking about ridiculous things and the other humans would look at them with worried but weird expressions. But once back to their new life, as if they became overwhelmed, they went wild not on the outside just inside, a little bit not that much. Not enough that it could be suspected by the other beings.
Nothing happened, nothing at all. I think that's what they tried to believe in the beginning. Slowly and steadily something was definitely changing inside them. They didn't notice but those creepy eyes did. Those eyes that could suck on your Soul, before you could even realize. A predatory gaze stalking you all the time"
A shiver ran down their spines. They felt cold to their bones, cold sweat running down their temples, glistening by now. Even thou it was hot out there, cold sweat were running down their temples. The teller stopped for a while to breathe and looked at the horrified looks on his Audience's face.
"You may ask, what happened?" asked the Storyteller.
"Well well well, the table was set humans took the bait. Everything was perfectly falling into the place. Now he just had to wait, wait and watch. He, the devil, had nothing else better to do. He always waited for the perfect opportunity, for the perfect time to strike, and for the perfect show of his prey to struggle till its last breath. He enjoyed it. He could always wait for that. He was Tenacious, and patient in nature.  Much more Patient than humans could ever be. something they could never be, patient. He was patient of them all. He was one of his kind. He loved to make his victims believe in things that were never there to begin with. He created the perfect illusions and saw his victims struggle with his perfect little traps.
The table was set and show was about to begin, anytime soon, so he swirled his glass of wine that was perfectly refined, just like a crime, the more you sow, the more you reap, the older and fermented they are in the solitude, silence, and dark pits, the better they will taste on the lips. The older the wine, the crazier will be the crime. He just had to swirl his finger in the goblet of divine to havoc a tsunami and the taint of his existence will envelope the precious Pearl of Love with the cursed darkness.
This time, Satan didn't come in the form of a serpent to whisper the enticing chants but in the form of a feeling, this time as a SIN, stronger than any other. This time he tainted and ruled their hearts not their brains, logic house. Hearts that are more complicated and easy to deceive.
As for the one they weren't wearing the amulet they were provided by the holders of the holy place. Slowly the devils found their way to the precious Pearl and the pearl that was kept hidden inside a shell was brutally opened with the nook of a sharp knife and was broken into pieces. The pearl was taken out and turned into a gracefully knitted stone in the necklace. It lost its shine but its beauty still captured the eyes.
There came a Time when Gradually the L of Love became L of Lust.  The devil stirred the Humans' heart more and more to the extent that they would only be driven by sheer lust."
Women would look at their Men with an accusing Eye and the men would try to hide from those derogatory allegations that weren't a Lie. How long can trust ever last?
"It ran them wild  and those who were the guardian angels of love lost their power as the demon paralyzed them by sucking their energies out.
Everything about love was lost, every feeling, every emotion. So, before everything could be lost, the sacred creatures before their light could die out; in their last moments and in a  final attempt tried to secure the precious Jewel. They cursed the humanity and casted a spell,a spell so strong not even the devil himself could broke, not even the humans themselves. They made love such a scarcity, such a rare phenomenon, such a real Jewel that it became hard to find but for those who did become bound. they were put under the spell, the love became something like a cursed apple, whoever ate couldn't escape its fangs. Nothing in this world could undo the love, it became rare but existed and kept breathing, even when the humans died or even if humans tried. That's how Love became Immortal, that's how Love became Invincible. Love became Inevitable.
In a world of Mortals, LOVE became Immortal."

The oldest among them reiterated and smiled.
Love was Immortal.
Love is Immortal.
Love will always be Inevitable.

This world or the other, there will exist a thin layer separating the love from lust. But the Love was so pure that even when the lust could be satiated Love could never be. Love was a Divine attribute that was meant for the Parched souls. It was deeper than the whole universe.

And it was much bigger than the loathe that Devil had against the Human race. Because he knew one day, he will also be cursed and bound by the same spell of love.
Then how would he escape, where would he run to. 

In the end he, himself, is afraid of love.

Or maybe, amidst his resentment and loathing, he forgot he was also created with the same love and care.

Maybe he can't recall that he was the Favorite one, once.

Or maybe he is jealous because he wants to be the center of attention, always.