《He-Thing and the Cabal of the Cosmos》On a Precipice
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Zolantos covered He-Thing’s
naked, shivering, feverish body
with a heavy cloak,
and watched as his student
muttered to himself in delirium.
He had done what he could.
Returning
to the cockpit of the lasecopter,
Zolantos took the control spiral
from Vaila,
and spoke to her,
“Go to him.”
Vaila relinquished the control spiral.
She stepped into the back of
the lasercopter,
where He-Thing convulsed
in pain and terror,
delusion and shame
wracking his body.
Vaila sighed —
she loved He-Thing.
She had always loved him.
But, it was not meant to be —
Vaila was a Virgin Huntress,
promised to the Divine White Light
of the All-or-Nothing,
a lifetime of chastity
in exchange for the privilege of
wielding the sword as a woman —
otherwise forbidden by
the Great Father.
Vaila pressed
the back of her hand
against He-Thing’s forehead.
His body was flaring like
a dying sun,
his skin wet with perspiration,
and a pained groan
spilled from his dry lips.
“Shhh, Alam,”
Vaila whispered,
using He-Thing’s birth name,
his real name,
the name only those who loved him
knew.
Was this a ritual of death?
Would she consider this
moment
decades from now
when she remembered the loss
of the man she had loved?
Was He-Thing...
dying?
Vaila bent
and kissed
He-Thing’s sleeping,
trembling lips.
She got to her feet,
and after thinking
that he might stop breathing
once she departed,
she went back to the cockpit
where Zolantos
stoically
piloted the lasercopter.
“We must find a place to land,”
Vaila spoke.
“I have to apply the Sorceress’s
salve,
and boil him a tea.”
Zolantos nodded.
“I will find a place
on the other side
of the mountains.”
“Will he live?”
Vaila asked her father.
Zolantos was expressionless.
“That is not
for us to decide.”
Vaila became angry.
“Then
who is to decide?”
Zolantos scowled.
“There is only one thing
that can heal him now —
and that is time.”
Vaila’s anger
was subsumed by sadness.
“What will we do?”
Zolantos gave her a hard smile.
“We will take him
to the Hospital of the Blue Nectar.”
to be continued...
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