DIVINE WRATH

5. Forget Me Not

I had been happy, before all the immortal mess happened. Rest assured, I am not going to pummel straight into a story about my previous life, nor am I going to complain about my current life. Such behavior would not dignify me. That, and extensive arguments would have been needed to fully paint my situation. I did not have the time, nor the space to do so. Because

I was running.

From a pack of wyverns.

Bless be my chance! 

I dodged one just as I riveted myself through the crack into the stone wall. It was a narrow opening in the stone. A tight one, at that. I had to compress my arms to my belly. I tried not to break my neck while sliding into the deep unknown.

Why were three wyverns after me? I might, or might not, have stolen one blue egg that currently resided in my pouch. It did not look good that it glowed while it was pitch dark outside. If I were to give some advice to the thieves out there is that is not smart to run with a beacon in your arms while on darkness.

I promise, I was not stupid. I had a plan. I would wait until the wyverins would tire themselves out from flapping their wings threateningly. I was to wait until they will have forgotten about me and fly away, back to their nests.

They had reasons to be vengeful and violent. They were not really a common species even in the land of Gods and to say that they were not hunted for their organs (skin, horns, tears, hearts), would be a lie. Because, more often than not some heroes would go on some freaky quest to kill wyverins and give the remains to the god he or she served. Lovely endeavor.

One time, a human tried to play that card with me too. We were down on HR, that stands for "human realm", for the occasional inspection of the mortals. Someone arrived to the conclusion that it would be a good idea to break from the crowd, kneel in front of my wood-improvised throne and say:

"In your name, empress, I will kill the fiercer wywerin that has its layer on the highest peak of the mountains."

The Emperor had turned in his chair. He stopped whatever conversation he had on going with the mortal beside him. His gaze on you felt as if the sun would suddenly blaze upon you and you only. He fixed his eyes on me while the human talked. I did not turn to meet his eyes. I was pensively watching the man, head bowed hands raised towards me in ovation. The matter was that I was a newly made goddess so, any form of prayer helped, the sacrifice was a bonus.

I raised myself from the chair. There had been gasps, I could clearly remember that. The crown of red roses slid off my head. I took it and put it on the head of the mortal. I raised his face. His eyes were full of tears, very probably because my nearness would have hurt him. These kinds of creatures, someone like me and him: a mortal and an immortal should not easily touch or collide. There was always a sort of price to pay for the breaks in the nature's law. The physical pain was one.

I kissed his brow. I licked his tears. The roses that formed the crown on his head glowed.

"I, Roia, name you head of my temple. You shall build in my name an army that will forever defend the wyverns as if they were my own children. In exchange, I will give to you, once in a hundred years one winged creature to do with it as you please."

They howled. The humans cried. They shouted and screamed. I made them crazed, their excitation and exaltation were heard through the sky roof, as far as the Citadel.

He touched my hand, in a soft caress that warmed me and for sure put color in my cheeks.

I did not necessarily want to go down on the memory lane but as I have fallen asleep as I was waiting for the sky to clear out, that spontaneously happened. I had to bring the egg to the humans.

The daylight will pass, and I really wanted to keep my promise, to bring this egg at the time. It was not much, but this would be the fifth season since the tradition started. It was kind of a big deal for them.

I dragged my feet, closer to the edge. I stuck my head outside. The winged ones were still there. I really did not have more time for this. The only option that was in hand was teleportation. But that was tricky.

Every god had, let us say, a package of endowments, I am trying to make this as least sexual as possible, and in my package, teleportation was not included. But in his package that did appear. And, as we were still connected, no matter the war and the fight, I sort of, could use it. The downplay was that when I made my appearance on the other side, there was a probability that he would be an addition to my little endeavor into teleporting from here to the HR.

Una had said he was expecting me to come. But I did not see that happening very soon as, first, I did not enquire to know where he served his sentence and second the place in which he was kept must be some kind of impossible to break prison. Somewhere locked and far, far away in a prison cell that had the highest security in the world. I was going to teleport just in my town.

I know, the chances to meet him by using his gift were still high. After all, I was a made goddess on a trip to bring a wyverin egg to a bunch of mortals. I knew very well how quickly the impossible could be made possible. But, I really did not want to disappoint my pets. They were all that I had left.

So, I closed my eyes and I did all the moves. I said all the right words and thought at the spot I wanted to arrive to. And puff. I was there.

The air in the human world was heavier. It took time for my lungs to readjust. The sky was clearer and brighter. It was close to breaking down. I moved my foot when I heard:

"Oh!"

There was a man, he was sitting on a rock. He seemed to watch the town spreading over the hills. He was with his back turned.

I considered running.

"Are you here for the view, too?"

He turned and my breath froze in my chest.

//05.08.2020//19.20//