She What Wots

Posted on Thu 26th Jul, 2018 @ 1:03am by

363 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Oblivion
Location: All Along the Watchtowers
Timeline: Beyond Time; Beyond Space

Then came the wolf, and grinned a sly grin, and spoke the words, "Oh, to dance in the dark of night, and sing to the morning light!" And she turned her eyes upon the wolf, and frowned. The wolf, withdrawing a pace, spoke again, "Wither goest thou, Sól, seeking in the night?"

"I seek," the woman agreed. "I search for those who are lost beyond ken. Those who have folded the cloth and sewn it shut; those who abide beyond."

"Mighty Eos," the wolf whined. "Daughter of Lilith...."

"I am Daughter of Addam!" the woman roared, and brightness flared in her eyes.

"But thy place is not here," the Wolf said, slinking low but coming closer. "Oh, the night is long; the beads of time pass slow! Tired eyes search the skies; pray for the Eastern glow."

"What dost thou know, old foe? Hast thou seen the lamps of the stars? Knowest thou the road where may be found the Angels of Avalon?"

"What whilst thou pay, oh first of the Nephilim? What light shall ease my hunger?" The wolf flopped on his belly, but his teeth yet gleamed in the darkness.

"The apples of the valley hold the seeds of happiness," offered the woman.

"Thy apples turn to brown and black!" the Wolf cackled. "The sky is filled with good and bad which mortals never know!"

"Thou goest too far, beast!" A bow appeared in the woman's hand, and on its string an arrow blazing from within. "I shall write the runes in gold and bring the balance back!"

"Then raise thy bow, Daughter of Lilith; Daughter of Addam. Raise thy bow, and shoot straighter than before!" The Wolf jumped to his feet and pounced, his mouth open wide, his teeth ready to rend and tear and devour.

But the Queen of Light was gone; she had taken her bow and returned to the sunlit lands to walk among her children.

"There will be another night," the Wolf said, licking his lips. "No comfort brings the fire at night, to one whose face is cold." And he laughed, added, "or should I say 'old,' great-grandmother of the Elioud?"

 

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