Tuesday, December 10, 2013

The Cloie Chronicles: Of Fate, Free Will and Fancy (or One Time at God Camp) -- Part One

Far beyond recorded history, further beyond human imagining, there was only Abattis.

Long before the Titans, before Uranus and Gaea, before the stars and heavens it existed. It was a shapeless void, a ghostly ether. Alone and aware, it decided to build worlds for its amusement. And so galaxies and universes formed, worlds, suns and stars. Then came the life for each realm, world and dimension. Abattis was responsible for all. But the more it built, the weaker it became. Soon the creations began creating. And thus, at some point, Gods and Pantheons were defined and wars began between the Abattis's creations. There'd once been 27 different domains, pantheons. Now, only the Greeks, Egyptians and Norse survived.

Perhaps the Abattis knew its time was over. All things ends. Whatever its reasoning, it called on the last bit of its primality, reaching inward to pluck out the strands of strength, wisdom and hope. Body, mind and heart. All the viable and most important parts of its own self and fashioned the Moirae. The Great Balance. Birth, life and death. These sentient beings would keep the Grand Design of All Worlds, be the bearers of it all. Even Gods would harken to obey the words of Destiny and Fate. Abattis formed three spheres of light, shells to keep these creatures safe until he found a female to bear them. They were Primal in nature but would be Divinity born.

And so they were for bbattis searched among all his worlds and found a vessel for them. Her name was Anayat'Inskle and she was the last of the Shangrian pantheon. They were a race of demonkyn whose profound healing skills and mastery of bladed weapons was renowned and revered. They were gentle, peaceful and protective.

When Zeus the Great Olympian God King came with his Titan Armies, he annihilated all in his path. No mercy was shown and no quarter given. Anayat, heavy with the children of Abattis deep in her womb, begged for her life and that of the babies she'd been entrusted with. Pausing in his cause, the Greek God listened as the female told him what she knew, laying a clawed hand on his shoulder, her thoughts became his entirely…

A voice that lingered hauntingly, of whispering sighs, water over rocks, the snow falling on fertile ground. A rustle of leaves, a cacophony of sound that both horrified and soothed in a strange way. Abattis was the beginning. Abattis had brought it all about. But now, such chaos abounded, Abattis was resolved to fix it with the last of its own powers. As all things begin, so too must they end.  Abattis would fix it, leave guardians in place. They would be so strong. Whomever ruled the Moirae would rule all and have dominion over Birth, Life and Death...

Zeus watched through Anayat’s memories the knowledge Abattis had allowed her: three tiny, glowing balls of pure light. One, thrummed red with burning untold strength and would be able to rise time and again above the cruelest blows. The second one pulsed with a phosphorus, translucent blue, full of quiet intelligence and philosophical insouciance. The third shimmered softly with a violet hue, infused with hope, faith and a type of love that no other creature would bear. An innocence that would survive despite the rigors of eternity.

The King of the Greek Gods saw all the secrets Abattis had never meant for any but his precious Moirae and Anayat to know.

And now, Zeus coveted the gifts these children would bear. If he controlled them, he would rule all. All!

Zeus slew the demonkyn without thought, cut the Moirae from her womb and took them to Olympus. He claimed them before one and all as his children. Only Hera knew the full truth and despite her cold, imperious nature, she took them to her heart. When they came of age, Zeus had them swear fealty to him, the Olympians and Olympus itself. They didn't realize their word was binding, their words sealed not just the fate of others, but their own. If they swore to something, they had to hold to it. Or they died. 

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