CHAPTER THREE
Trinity and Neo's wedding day was everything it was expected to be and more. The Oracle did come, as she had promised, and a small gathering of close friends turned up; Dozer, Cass, Niobe, Morpheus and the Indian family were among the few. It was a small private affair; in their eyes, their romance was sacred, and so ought to be their wedding.
Trinity wore a simple pearl silk gown, with straps and v-neck...she was barefoot, and had her hair pulled back loosely in a pearl-covered clasp. She wore no veil. Imprisonment within the matrix had gone on too long for her to feel constricted yet again. Neo wore a cream suit; no black, he said, for it represented darkness...and all he had known in the matrix was darkness.
The waves crashed in joyous melody on the shore as they shared their vows. After they had exchanged rings and shared their kiss, the small group clapped. Neo and Trinity held each other for a long time after that and, at their reception, they did not let each other out of their sight.
The Oracle was rather quiet that evening; she sat wordlessly on the steps outside the building, inhaling her cigarette and exhaling the bluish smoke through her nostrils. Neo slipped outside, with Trinity close behind, and sat down beside her.
'What's the matter?' he asked, as Trinity knelt behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He clasped his hand in hers.
'Neo, times will be difficult ahead.'
'What?' A sensation of dread crept into his stomach. He was having such a wonderful day, marrying the woman he loved. He could not handle more bad news. He was thankful that the matrix had brought him to Trinity...but it was still traumatic for him to remember those violent times.
'The uprising will begin again...not in your lifetime...but for the generation ahead.'
Both relief and panic flooded Neo's and Trinity's senses as they sat silently, trying to comprehend what the Oracle was saying.
'Protect your child, when it is born...it will need all the love and care it can get.'
Startled, Trinity and Neo shared a glance. Child? It was absurd. They hadn't even begun discussing the possibility of having children. Their road to emotional recovery had only begun with this small step: marriage. It was intended to seal their love, which was fine - but children? They had not thought of that.
And, at that moment, Trinity grew pale and felt a pain issue from deep in her abdomen. She looked at the Oracle. The Oracle smiled slightly, and nodded. Startled and bemused, Trinity looked at Neo. Neo looked at Trinity. A smile spread across both their faces; and it was then that they realised that their happiness was complete.
'You will need to work with humankind and make sure that they do not enslave the machines yet again....for if they do, the cycle will begin again and lead to more destruction and despair. I know you can do it. Your work and your duty is not over yet, Trinity and Neo. It has only just begun.'
-- More? What do you think?
Trinity and Neo's wedding day was everything it was expected to be and more. The Oracle did come, as she had promised, and a small gathering of close friends turned up; Dozer, Cass, Niobe, Morpheus and the Indian family were among the few. It was a small private affair; in their eyes, their romance was sacred, and so ought to be their wedding.
Trinity wore a simple pearl silk gown, with straps and v-neck...she was barefoot, and had her hair pulled back loosely in a pearl-covered clasp. She wore no veil. Imprisonment within the matrix had gone on too long for her to feel constricted yet again. Neo wore a cream suit; no black, he said, for it represented darkness...and all he had known in the matrix was darkness.
The waves crashed in joyous melody on the shore as they shared their vows. After they had exchanged rings and shared their kiss, the small group clapped. Neo and Trinity held each other for a long time after that and, at their reception, they did not let each other out of their sight.
The Oracle was rather quiet that evening; she sat wordlessly on the steps outside the building, inhaling her cigarette and exhaling the bluish smoke through her nostrils. Neo slipped outside, with Trinity close behind, and sat down beside her.
'What's the matter?' he asked, as Trinity knelt behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He clasped his hand in hers.
'Neo, times will be difficult ahead.'
'What?' A sensation of dread crept into his stomach. He was having such a wonderful day, marrying the woman he loved. He could not handle more bad news. He was thankful that the matrix had brought him to Trinity...but it was still traumatic for him to remember those violent times.
'The uprising will begin again...not in your lifetime...but for the generation ahead.'
Both relief and panic flooded Neo's and Trinity's senses as they sat silently, trying to comprehend what the Oracle was saying.
'Protect your child, when it is born...it will need all the love and care it can get.'
Startled, Trinity and Neo shared a glance. Child? It was absurd. They hadn't even begun discussing the possibility of having children. Their road to emotional recovery had only begun with this small step: marriage. It was intended to seal their love, which was fine - but children? They had not thought of that.
And, at that moment, Trinity grew pale and felt a pain issue from deep in her abdomen. She looked at the Oracle. The Oracle smiled slightly, and nodded. Startled and bemused, Trinity looked at Neo. Neo looked at Trinity. A smile spread across both their faces; and it was then that they realised that their happiness was complete.
'You will need to work with humankind and make sure that they do not enslave the machines yet again....for if they do, the cycle will begin again and lead to more destruction and despair. I know you can do it. Your work and your duty is not over yet, Trinity and Neo. It has only just begun.'
-- More? What do you think?