Papa can I kill you

Chapter 17

I was in bed all cozied up and listening to Hilana telling me a story. "Princess it'll be Dinvan(1) tomorrow, make sure to stay inside and bundle up. It will be very cold tonight." Hilana said lifting the blankets higher. "Now this is the story of Shyvma one of the many gods we worship and honor. Shyvma is the god of snow, humanity, and a new beginning." Hilana started and I was already a little confused. 'So the god of rebirth. Wait-no! Rebirth is getting reborn again, not a new beginning.' I continued to listen. "Shyvma is a god we believe to have the most compassion for us. A god that existed just like the many others but existed with a kinder and much more sorrowful side. A sad god who knows nothing of joy but only the coldness of the winters, and accompanied by the frozen." Hilana said a little somber. She is making this god turn into something depressing. 'Wait did she mention frozen? Frozen what? Is my nanny hinting at frozen bodies basically dead bodies?' "Being the god of a new beginning was less of a literal mean and more of a symbolic mean to us. The first day of Dinvan is the day of a new beginning. During that day a large snowstorm would sweep over the kingdom covering everything in blankets of snow." Ok, that is dangerous. "No one is allowed to go out as the storm will bring snow that reaches gateways high. A storm that wipes away the old to give anew. Every year it would be a new beginning. A new chance at life." This sounds too good to be true, though it does sound similar to the new years. "Many kingdoms don't follow this day. Most people in Czenasc embrace this change to do something different. It can be from something small to something big but any change is a sign that you have started over." This is me guessing but Czenasc must be this kingdom right? It has to be. "Even though Shyvma may be more of a symbolic god. To us, he lives carrying a part of us, a part of humanity that many other gods don't carry." Hilana said. 'So a polytheistic kingdom that is a bit odd.' "Aside from Shyvma(2) we also worship Ryaktna as our primal god. With it is a little saying. Wherever there is Shyvma, Ryaktna(3) will follow." Hilana said with a smile. 'Wait what god is Ryaktna?' "Alright time for bed princess." Hilana said getting up from beside me. 'Wait you can't leave it like that! What god is Ryaktna?! I need to know! You can't leave me guessing here nanny! No one in this kingdom will ever tell me the full story!' Hilana tucked me and wished me goodnight and left the room.

I was laying in bed unable to sleep and still thinking about this god. 'I really wished she didn't tell me that last part, now I can't sleep.' I closed my eyes hoping to get some rest. It was nice and all until I got woken up by a bang. I shot open my eyes feeling my heart leap for a moment. I got out of bed and checked the window where the bang came from. I got up on my chair and looked outside to see white. A lot of moving white. 'Geez, she wasn't kidding about the snow.' This was the equivalent of a hurricane. It was really bad outside and I don't see how anyone can survive that. 'That snow god must be crying up a storm.' I sighed shaking my head. I looked left and right hoping to see what caused the bang but I saw nothing. I was about to head back to bed until another bang hit the window and this time it shook the whole freaking thing. I jumped and hurried down the chair and went back to bed covering myself in my blanket. 'I'm not scared. It's just I'm a freaking child who has no protection with her. I don't need to die right this instant. There is no need.' I waited and waited in the same position. Just when I was about to calm down another bang happened and it was louder than the previous one. 'By this point, I feel like something is trying to get inside.' I tossed the blanket aside and looked near the window to see cracks in so many places. My eyes went wide and adrenaline started kicking in. 'I'm not willing to stay and find out what the hell is going on!' I grabbed a shawl from the wardrobe after moving a few chairs and put on my shoes then I went for the door. One of my more stupid ideas, I somehow thought of. The moment I cracked open the door I was shoved back by the wind with the door slamming open.

The snow came rushing in and I thought nothing but run. So I got up and ran as if my life depended on it. It wasn't easy. The snow had already piled up to my thigh and soon enough it'll cover all of me but I still had to try. I walked, crawled in the snow, and rushed ahead as fast as my tiny body can carry me. After who knows how long and making endless turns I was tired, cold, and the snow had piled up to my waist. 'Crap this isn't good. I need to find somewhere safe and dry with a fireplace.' Easier thought than done. After a few more trudging, my body finally gave up on me and I was laying on the snow about ready to be frozen to death. That's what I thought anyway until I was picked up like a dog by the back of its collar. I looked to see the only one who had the nerve to pick me up like that...If you still haven't guessed it it's my father in some winter clothes and looking at me bored and confused. 'Never seen a snow baby.' I really hope he's not going to put me back. His hand was lowering me down back to the place I was before and I struggled. 'Oh heck no! I am not going back in there!' I refused to be one with the snow. "Papa!" I said with several coughs following right after. 'I am currently in the process of dying! Help me you jerk of a father!....Please!' He stopped lowering me and looked at me. I couldn't hold back several more coughs and tried to muffle it with my hands. 'What you looking at you prick! Damn jerk!' I was a little irritated.

My father carried me off somewhere and once we got inside, the room was all warm with the fireplace crackling and I noticed the bed. 'Oh, crap this is his room.' That was a very familiar bed. He threw me on the bed and I tumbled around before settling on my back. I sat up and felt the frostbite eating at me all over. 'Ow!' Was the thought going through my head. I let out several more coughs that threatened to kill my vocal cords. 'I'm all wet from snow, cold, and coughing up a blast.' Best night ever at least it's better than out there. I looked over at him to see he already got changed into a robe. 'That was fast.' I don't even think it was even a minute.

I watched as he picked me up and proceeded to strip me naked. 'I honestly don't know what is going on through your mind right now? I really hope there's a reason as to why you're doing this to me or else I'll remember this moment when I kill you.' After having me completely butt naked he then wrapped me in a really fuzzy blanket. 'It's fuzzy. How nice.' It felt comfy and cozy. I looked to find myself wrapped like a cocoon. 'Is he going to toss me into the fire as fuel?' It was an option that was available to him. I looked up at him and he sat in a chair in front of the fireplace and just relaxed. I on the other hand was coughing up a frenzy. 'I'll definitely be sick after this and Hilana is going to chew me out.' After I stopped coughing he brought something close to me and it was a cup filled with drucocoa. I looked at him then back at the cup. 'Well, it better than nothing.' I blew to cool it down and took some small sips. It tasted great but sadly it only fueled my coughing. I leaned on his chest as I felt his arm wrap over me. 'Geez what a night.' I closed my eyes feeling tired and honestly just ready for sleep but then bullshit happened because of course, it does.

A huge bang was right against the window making me flinch real bad. I snuggled closer to my father, let him be my shield. He tightened his hold on me and kept staring at the fireplace while drinking his drucocoa. 'Well, you look like you're chilling while I'm here panicking to death at the very least.' The banging was loud and constant I don't know how I got to sleep but somehow I did. The first day of Dinvan is awful. This snow god must be very pissed or something. Also, you really wouldn't expect this but this guy is super warm, just like a freaking heater and that's probably the best trait about him...Maybe the only trait, still too early for me to decide. I think I mentioned this already but still a good reminder. For now, I'm going to sleep and forget all this ever happened.

(Song-A father Lesson©, October 20, 2018, Composed by-Peter Gundry)

1.Dinvan (Din-vahn)- The first month of winter and signify the start of the new year.

2.Shyvma(Sheev-mah)-God of snow, humanity, and a new beginning. A more symbolic god that represents more of humanity's pain and sadness. He's also one of the (more) compassionate gods to be worshipped. Not usually considered as a primal god and sometimes even thought as a deity and not even a god in some regions.

3.Ryaktna-A being from the underworld. (If you want more detailed info go to the glossary)