Disclaimer: "My" Ares is based on how Kevin Smith played him in the Xena and Hercules series.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ The Marriage ~*~
I install myself on the couch. The TV is on. With little stitches I sow little pieces of cloth into bags. Seven bags is the total. It is not going to fast because I am watching the TV with interest. I pull my legs on the couch and I am enjoying my relaxing and quiet Saturday. Jared puts his head with a big sigh on my lap.
Next to me on the couch Ares appears. "What's that?" he says. "I am making bags of gold for your temple," I answer. He looks at my hands who are moving very slow. "No," he says. "Not that. That?" I see he is pointing at the TV. "It's a TV," I answer with a big grin on my face. "Comedian," Ares growls. He looks at the images of thousands of people waving at the young bride and groom. "That! Those images are distracting you!" he sound angry. I start laughing. "It is a marriage," I start. "I can see that!" Ares impatiently interrupts me. "It is our Crown prince," I keep talking. "I want to look at it for a few moments."
"A few moments?" Ares grumbles. "A few moments? You are watching it the whole time. This way those bags never get finished." I look at Ares, his eyes are looking stern. I smile at him sweetly. "The bags of gold will be ready to be put with the rest of the offerings at the end of this day, I promise."
I expected Ares to disappear right away, but he doesn't. He sits and looks at the Golden Carriage. Do you think he is romantic at heart? Or... is it the gold that interests him?
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ The Marriage ~*~
I install myself on the couch. The TV is on. With little stitches I sow little pieces of cloth into bags. Seven bags is the total. It is not going to fast because I am watching the TV with interest. I pull my legs on the couch and I am enjoying my relaxing and quiet Saturday. Jared puts his head with a big sigh on my lap.
Next to me on the couch Ares appears. "What's that?" he says. "I am making bags of gold for your temple," I answer. He looks at my hands who are moving very slow. "No," he says. "Not that. That?" I see he is pointing at the TV. "It's a TV," I answer with a big grin on my face. "Comedian," Ares growls. He looks at the images of thousands of people waving at the young bride and groom. "That! Those images are distracting you!" he sound angry. I start laughing. "It is a marriage," I start. "I can see that!" Ares impatiently interrupts me. "It is our Crown prince," I keep talking. "I want to look at it for a few moments."
"A few moments?" Ares grumbles. "A few moments? You are watching it the whole time. This way those bags never get finished." I look at Ares, his eyes are looking stern. I smile at him sweetly. "The bags of gold will be ready to be put with the rest of the offerings at the end of this day, I promise."
I expected Ares to disappear right away, but he doesn't. He sits and looks at the Golden Carriage. Do you think he is romantic at heart? Or... is it the gold that interests him?