A\N: Sorry if it took so long. I had a minor internet problem for about two
weeks.
Why...
Trouble had already been born even in the deepest hearts of Heaven. And yet nothing could even begin to compare it to the grieving heart of one ...who had lost it all forlorn. Damaging thyself and others close in her closed hand...
Bell, listened to them when Skuld checked up on her. But even though she was listening, she fell asleep again. When she awoke her heart was already battered, scarred with torment, unfulfilled beyond words that we can ever say. The promise that she had made to him was gone, broken, discarded, thrown away forever...lost both in darkness and of her own soul. To her...it was hopeless.
Her mind began to circle, to wheel, to seek the reason for the profound sense of woe with which she was awakened. Then memory, sweeping back, told her why.
Everything she had lived for, everything she had hopefully worked for, all but...forlorn beyond hearts reach.
Slowly she sat up, slipped out of bed, and knelt on the floor and cried.
"O Lord why...why can't I see him so. Why!? I still don't understand. I..I still don't...understand...Why?
Is she praying or is she begging? No, this was only feeling sorry for herself.
She began again.
"Why...Lord? Why!? You said this was for the best. My best? Best for whom?...For you? For them? For Peorth?!..."
But there was no answer from God. Not from him...not from her sisters...not from anybody. But she kept on, knowing that no one would give a meaningful reply.
"This hasn't anything to do with what's best! I don't care what's best! I don't care... All I wanted...all I ever wanted...was just to see him...just to see him one more time. Is that so much to ask o Lord? Is that so much to ask...
Could she bear it? No she could not. She didn't want to. Was it cowardice? Then why is it so? Why is she still so persistent? Because she loved him? Did she ever love him? Did it matter?
And as if they were read to her, she heard the very last words...the very last wonderful words he said to her that once kept her going. "I promise you Bell. I will remember you. Somehow, someway I will remember you. Even if it would take me forever, I'll remember you. Forever..."
She wished to have promised him the same but she couldn't. The law forbade it. But as his memories of her were erased, her love for him didn't. She tried everything in her power to have met him again, determined to see him even for just a mere moment...but it was all forlorn...again God forbade it.
Without one question answered, she crawled back into bed, and as she laid her head on the pillow, shock and unnerving sadness swept over her again.
She was crying once again, against her will, in slow almost noiseless sobs. Tears ran across her cheeks and wet the frill of her nightgown around her neck.
She surrendered utterly to her need for tears. Lying so, her face buried in the pillow, weeping like a abandoned child, her mind blank, her heart swollen with grief...Her heart in forlorn....
"Why..."
In the darkest part of Heaven there is a tower of pure mystic energy, made from the finest Armageddon crystals, lay hidden from all who dare come close to it. Shrouded in mist even to the highest of rank. Known only by a few as a bringer of torment. Known only as a symbol of beauty to others. It's azure white gloow playfully overcastting dark moving shadows that seemed to dance to the lights movement.
Though beautiful as it may seem, it is hidden almost to all, by mountains so high that you have to squint to see it's very top and covered by dense under growth of trees, bushes and shrubs of all kinds.
Guarded constantly by the best of warriors of Heavens army and behind them a light barrier surrounded the tower maybe as a last resort to anyone who may try to break in. Only a chosen few could pass through without turning into a cinder.
Because of it no one really knew what it's for or what it holds to be guarded so vigilantly. The people of Heaven who knew about it can only guess and wonder on what it may hold. Their guesses can turn to something perhaps believable into something odd or absurd. For example some would say that it holds the very key to Heaven's survival. Some suggest that it's a weapon, a last resort if Heaven would go to its inevitable doom. Others would believe to the extreme, thinking that it's the very source of life itself. What ever the answer is? Whatever it may hold in its bard doors... may be a mystery, locked to the eyes of both man, angel, demon and beast forever...
Besides the tower lies the mountain of Ochren. Dead and desolated it was no wonder why it was put there in the first place. The mountain was absolutely lifeless. Colored in a distinct color of gray, its peek was sheathed by storms of gray ash that seemed to gash the lowering red sky. And on top of its peek, lay a gray cross, rutted through the years, it stands still on the cold rocky surface.
In its desolated peek, only one spark of life remains, not a live in but a frequent visitor, perhaps the only visitor who comes to its peek.
Scowling. The visitor stared through the vast horizon, barely aware of the sounds around her.
As she watched, coils of fog crept silently down the slopes to settle on the floor of the valley, to thicken and grow as though to hide the sullen scene from her sight.
And slowly the valley walls seemed to meet on the western horizon, where, for a moment, crimson silver of setting light slashed through the clouds, then vanished.
"By all that is holy," she thought, "why build the tower at a spot like this?" Without intending to, she spoke aloud. "More to the point, why even be built at all."
As she turned away from the tower, she caught a glimpse of the Gate of Judgement. She halted, frowning at the mere images that spread in her mind. The over towering pillars and its gaping surroundings scarcely registered on her consciousness, rather, she looked squarely into the gate itself.
She continued. "What were both your purposes to even be here? Why were you two built? Why bring so much pain, grief and misery when one enters either gate. Waiting patiently only to destroy another. Why? Why? Why...?"
Slowly her gaze flickered over the cross, lingering at its shattered shape "And why did they have to give you so much grief?" she asked quietly, lowering to the ground.
"Not only to you but also to so many." Her eyes sparkled, clenching her shaking hand into a ball "But unlike any of us...unlike anyone of us. You were the only one who ever died because of it all!"
All words died, for one instant no words were said, only the tears that shed in the cold silent night.
"Why...why...why...?"
The secret of the entire world is whispered here in Eden, in the turmoil's of both good and evil, into the air, land or sea, from Heaven above to Hell below. For one brief moment, every heart will melt and all eye will flare with every sense of things of the divine. Immeasurably great, immeasurably sad to all those who may see...
The child's shoes clinked on the ash covered ground, the sound echoing loudly in the deserted crevices, every step producing a cloud of dust, clutching a red, metallic, hammer tightly on her chest. Her face filled with sweat, her petite mouth panting for air.
With only one thing on her mind "To find Urd."
Then suddenly paused, catching her breath she pushed back her jet- black hair. Her tiny eyes staring along the shining architecture. Her free hand unexpectedly ascending to her mouth, as though it did not belong to her.
Skuld was stunned. "Where...where am I?" She stammered.
Slowly she stepped up to the view as if in a trance. Her voice lowered to almost nothing. "This isn't Heaven...?
Her eyes widened her mouth unable to speak. It was beautiful, the designed, the way it was built, the way it was carved. It was flawless. Everything about it was...perfect.
Not only that, its lights, the lights produced abundant variations of color more than even a rainbow, changing from one magnificent color to another.
But it wasn't the outside that was special. No...It was inside of it. When Skuld gazed deep inside, she felt warm, she felt at peace within herself. The lights made her remember...memories, fond memories of her life, her childhood, happy moments of her past, everything.
Alas nothing can last, not time nor space, not love or happiness. In the end all must perish and move on, nothing can ever last...nothing...
Then someone called out to her.
"Skuld..."
"What? Who is it? Is someone there?"
Was someone there? Was someone beside her?
Suddenly she saw herself, lying peacefully on the soft green grass, looking high above the dark-blue sky then looked back at her near by companion. "Urd?"
"Hmmm..." Her image responded.
"Tell me Skuld, what do you see?
"What?"
"What can you see within your eyes, tell me."
"You asked the strangest of questions Urd." She sighed. "But I'll play your game."
"Then tell me."
"Well...I see a beautiful a clear night sky."
"And?"
"I see billions and billions of planets, stars and galaxies"
"And?"
"And what? That's everything there is to see. What else is there?"
"Can I ask you another question?"
"What? You didn't even answer mine yet?"
"I'll answer your question, if you answer mine first."
"Hmph. Ok ok. Shoot."
"Are they beautiful?"
"Huh. Is that all? Of coarse they are, they're all very beautiful. Now tell me. What else is there anyway?"
"I'll tell youuuu, when you're old enough."
"What!? That's not fare! I already answered your silly question. Now answer mine!"
"No. I think you're too young to understand it yet. Maybe when you get older then I'll tell you.
"No fair Urd! No fair..."
Laughing at her quick to anger sister, Urd stuck out her tongue.
Then the vision vanished...
"Wha-what was that?" Skuld stammered, holding the hammer loosely on her hand. Then flopped down with a loud thud.
"Urd?"
TBC.
Why...
Trouble had already been born even in the deepest hearts of Heaven. And yet nothing could even begin to compare it to the grieving heart of one ...who had lost it all forlorn. Damaging thyself and others close in her closed hand...
Bell, listened to them when Skuld checked up on her. But even though she was listening, she fell asleep again. When she awoke her heart was already battered, scarred with torment, unfulfilled beyond words that we can ever say. The promise that she had made to him was gone, broken, discarded, thrown away forever...lost both in darkness and of her own soul. To her...it was hopeless.
Her mind began to circle, to wheel, to seek the reason for the profound sense of woe with which she was awakened. Then memory, sweeping back, told her why.
Everything she had lived for, everything she had hopefully worked for, all but...forlorn beyond hearts reach.
Slowly she sat up, slipped out of bed, and knelt on the floor and cried.
"O Lord why...why can't I see him so. Why!? I still don't understand. I..I still don't...understand...Why?
Is she praying or is she begging? No, this was only feeling sorry for herself.
She began again.
"Why...Lord? Why!? You said this was for the best. My best? Best for whom?...For you? For them? For Peorth?!..."
But there was no answer from God. Not from him...not from her sisters...not from anybody. But she kept on, knowing that no one would give a meaningful reply.
"This hasn't anything to do with what's best! I don't care what's best! I don't care... All I wanted...all I ever wanted...was just to see him...just to see him one more time. Is that so much to ask o Lord? Is that so much to ask...
Could she bear it? No she could not. She didn't want to. Was it cowardice? Then why is it so? Why is she still so persistent? Because she loved him? Did she ever love him? Did it matter?
And as if they were read to her, she heard the very last words...the very last wonderful words he said to her that once kept her going. "I promise you Bell. I will remember you. Somehow, someway I will remember you. Even if it would take me forever, I'll remember you. Forever..."
She wished to have promised him the same but she couldn't. The law forbade it. But as his memories of her were erased, her love for him didn't. She tried everything in her power to have met him again, determined to see him even for just a mere moment...but it was all forlorn...again God forbade it.
Without one question answered, she crawled back into bed, and as she laid her head on the pillow, shock and unnerving sadness swept over her again.
She was crying once again, against her will, in slow almost noiseless sobs. Tears ran across her cheeks and wet the frill of her nightgown around her neck.
She surrendered utterly to her need for tears. Lying so, her face buried in the pillow, weeping like a abandoned child, her mind blank, her heart swollen with grief...Her heart in forlorn....
"Why..."
In the darkest part of Heaven there is a tower of pure mystic energy, made from the finest Armageddon crystals, lay hidden from all who dare come close to it. Shrouded in mist even to the highest of rank. Known only by a few as a bringer of torment. Known only as a symbol of beauty to others. It's azure white gloow playfully overcastting dark moving shadows that seemed to dance to the lights movement.
Though beautiful as it may seem, it is hidden almost to all, by mountains so high that you have to squint to see it's very top and covered by dense under growth of trees, bushes and shrubs of all kinds.
Guarded constantly by the best of warriors of Heavens army and behind them a light barrier surrounded the tower maybe as a last resort to anyone who may try to break in. Only a chosen few could pass through without turning into a cinder.
Because of it no one really knew what it's for or what it holds to be guarded so vigilantly. The people of Heaven who knew about it can only guess and wonder on what it may hold. Their guesses can turn to something perhaps believable into something odd or absurd. For example some would say that it holds the very key to Heaven's survival. Some suggest that it's a weapon, a last resort if Heaven would go to its inevitable doom. Others would believe to the extreme, thinking that it's the very source of life itself. What ever the answer is? Whatever it may hold in its bard doors... may be a mystery, locked to the eyes of both man, angel, demon and beast forever...
Besides the tower lies the mountain of Ochren. Dead and desolated it was no wonder why it was put there in the first place. The mountain was absolutely lifeless. Colored in a distinct color of gray, its peek was sheathed by storms of gray ash that seemed to gash the lowering red sky. And on top of its peek, lay a gray cross, rutted through the years, it stands still on the cold rocky surface.
In its desolated peek, only one spark of life remains, not a live in but a frequent visitor, perhaps the only visitor who comes to its peek.
Scowling. The visitor stared through the vast horizon, barely aware of the sounds around her.
As she watched, coils of fog crept silently down the slopes to settle on the floor of the valley, to thicken and grow as though to hide the sullen scene from her sight.
And slowly the valley walls seemed to meet on the western horizon, where, for a moment, crimson silver of setting light slashed through the clouds, then vanished.
"By all that is holy," she thought, "why build the tower at a spot like this?" Without intending to, she spoke aloud. "More to the point, why even be built at all."
As she turned away from the tower, she caught a glimpse of the Gate of Judgement. She halted, frowning at the mere images that spread in her mind. The over towering pillars and its gaping surroundings scarcely registered on her consciousness, rather, she looked squarely into the gate itself.
She continued. "What were both your purposes to even be here? Why were you two built? Why bring so much pain, grief and misery when one enters either gate. Waiting patiently only to destroy another. Why? Why? Why...?"
Slowly her gaze flickered over the cross, lingering at its shattered shape "And why did they have to give you so much grief?" she asked quietly, lowering to the ground.
"Not only to you but also to so many." Her eyes sparkled, clenching her shaking hand into a ball "But unlike any of us...unlike anyone of us. You were the only one who ever died because of it all!"
All words died, for one instant no words were said, only the tears that shed in the cold silent night.
"Why...why...why...?"
The secret of the entire world is whispered here in Eden, in the turmoil's of both good and evil, into the air, land or sea, from Heaven above to Hell below. For one brief moment, every heart will melt and all eye will flare with every sense of things of the divine. Immeasurably great, immeasurably sad to all those who may see...
The child's shoes clinked on the ash covered ground, the sound echoing loudly in the deserted crevices, every step producing a cloud of dust, clutching a red, metallic, hammer tightly on her chest. Her face filled with sweat, her petite mouth panting for air.
With only one thing on her mind "To find Urd."
Then suddenly paused, catching her breath she pushed back her jet- black hair. Her tiny eyes staring along the shining architecture. Her free hand unexpectedly ascending to her mouth, as though it did not belong to her.
Skuld was stunned. "Where...where am I?" She stammered.
Slowly she stepped up to the view as if in a trance. Her voice lowered to almost nothing. "This isn't Heaven...?
Her eyes widened her mouth unable to speak. It was beautiful, the designed, the way it was built, the way it was carved. It was flawless. Everything about it was...perfect.
Not only that, its lights, the lights produced abundant variations of color more than even a rainbow, changing from one magnificent color to another.
But it wasn't the outside that was special. No...It was inside of it. When Skuld gazed deep inside, she felt warm, she felt at peace within herself. The lights made her remember...memories, fond memories of her life, her childhood, happy moments of her past, everything.
Alas nothing can last, not time nor space, not love or happiness. In the end all must perish and move on, nothing can ever last...nothing...
Then someone called out to her.
"Skuld..."
"What? Who is it? Is someone there?"
Was someone there? Was someone beside her?
Suddenly she saw herself, lying peacefully on the soft green grass, looking high above the dark-blue sky then looked back at her near by companion. "Urd?"
"Hmmm..." Her image responded.
"Tell me Skuld, what do you see?
"What?"
"What can you see within your eyes, tell me."
"You asked the strangest of questions Urd." She sighed. "But I'll play your game."
"Then tell me."
"Well...I see a beautiful a clear night sky."
"And?"
"I see billions and billions of planets, stars and galaxies"
"And?"
"And what? That's everything there is to see. What else is there?"
"Can I ask you another question?"
"What? You didn't even answer mine yet?"
"I'll answer your question, if you answer mine first."
"Hmph. Ok ok. Shoot."
"Are they beautiful?"
"Huh. Is that all? Of coarse they are, they're all very beautiful. Now tell me. What else is there anyway?"
"I'll tell youuuu, when you're old enough."
"What!? That's not fare! I already answered your silly question. Now answer mine!"
"No. I think you're too young to understand it yet. Maybe when you get older then I'll tell you.
"No fair Urd! No fair..."
Laughing at her quick to anger sister, Urd stuck out her tongue.
Then the vision vanished...
"Wha-what was that?" Skuld stammered, holding the hammer loosely on her hand. Then flopped down with a loud thud.
"Urd?"
TBC.