Monday, January 28, 2013
Tuesday Tales - Light
Welcome back! This week we`ll continue the story of The Silver Box.
Libby, Ares, and the gang are the stars of my Gods & Goats trilogy. The word prompt this week is ‘Light’ so the story will reflect the prompt. As these are original stories written in a week, some errors may be found. I do apologize for those in advance.
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The Silver Box
“Let loose the Kraken!”
Fear rolled his horsey eyes at me. I stood on the shores of Attica, Poseidon’s majestic temple awaiting us, with my sword in the air and my fist on my hip. Shafts of light peeked through the clouds overhead. Harmonia was pacing at the water`s edge as if expecting something to rise up from the sea. I stared at Fear standing next to me.
“Okay, yes, I know the Kraken isn`t a Greek monster, it`s Norse,” I told the horse. He flicked an ear, which is an equine way of giving a person the bird I think. “No, I don`t know why filmmakers use it in Greek movies, maybe they figure it`s easier for the actors to yell ‘Let loose the Kraken!’ then it is for them to shout ‘Let loose Skylla and Akheilos!’”
Harmonia cleared her throat. I lowered my sword and met her confused gaze. “Why are you speaking to the horse?”
“He wanted to know about Harry Hamlin,” I said while walking over to join her nervous back-and-forth walk. “Is there a reason we`re wasting time here?”
“Aye, I am awaiting the arrival of Lamia.”
“Ah,” I said, mentally flipping through the vast books of Greek lore I had ingested since Ares tumbled bare-assed into my life. “Wait, I thought Lamia is a child-eating daemon,” I stopped pacing. My partner did as well. “Why would she come out of the ocean?”
“`Tis true, she is a monster that feeds on wee babes, but she is the daughter of Poseidon. Do you not recall her story? How she once dallied with my grandfather and was punished by a jealous Hera who stole away all of Lamia`s children.”
“Yeah, she then blinded herself in grief. Zeus then turned her into a monster so she could exact her revenge by hunting and eating the children of others. You know, I really think your grandfather needs to be neutered. I mean the man just cannot keep his pecker hidden in his chiton, you know?”
Harmonia`s green eyes widened at the dig against Zeus, but really, the truth is the truth.
“You are brazen,” she whispered in shock. I shrugged. I wasn`t scared of Zeus. I did glance skyward and secretly say I was kidding though. “Lamia is a giant shark that patrols her father`s temple.”
“When`s she`s not off eating kids that are playing in the surf,” I tacked on.
“Aye,” she replied, folding her arms over her silver chest plate. “So I thought `twould behoove us to wait for her to arrive and we would slay her.”
I coughed lightly. Harmonia looked from the white caps to me. “Wouldn`t it make more sense to just go to the temple and get the silver box? I mean, if she`s a shark she can`t come on the land, right? Maybe this is the easy part at the end of the quest?”
“Is there an easy part at the end of a quest?”
I shook my head. “Not usually, but let`s just pretend there is!” I smiled widely then sprinted off to find the temple of Poseidon. Fear whinnied then arrived beside me, sliding in front of me so quickly I bounced off his white side like a pinball.
“What the—Oh, do you think I should be riding? Is that it?”
He tossed his huge head then blew fiery horse snot all over my armor.
“Nice, thank you very much.” I patted the flaming boogers out then tried to mount. I did passably well and was sitting on Fear`s back looking around rather smugly. Harmonia ran at us, leapt into the air, planted her hands on the horse`s rump and nailed her landing.
“Show off,” I mumbled as she giggled like an imp.
With a touch of my heels to his sides, Fear cantered off, climbing the salty white cliffs. When we crested the top we all sat quietly and marveled at the sight. The sanctuary was a testament to a mighty sea god. Rows and rows of white marble columns sat behind statues of Poseidon that were forty feet high. Water surrounded the temple in deeply cut trenches lined with glistening white marble. Carved images of sea horses twenty feet tall reared up from the trenches that worshippers tossed drachma into.
“Holy Hannah,” I marveled, sliding off Fear`s sturdy back. People moved about us, curiously looking at two women in armor. I smiled at the onlookers then paraded straight to the temple, Harmonia at my side. Children ran past, dogs barked. The atmosphere was like a grand picnic. I removed my helm and sighed at the cooling sea breeze running through and around the Doric columns. The wind rippling up under my leather skirt didn`t feel half bad either. We had just about climbed the umpteen stairs leading to the heavy gilded doors when someone behind us screamed.
I huffed and screwed up my face. I knew it. Just for once could we simply walk inside, find the treasure and leave? Nope. That would have broken some stupid Indiana Jones rule about the worst battle coming before the hero saves the day, preferably with a whip in hand. Wanting to ignore the threat for just another moment, I pondered on why Indy had left Marion for that vapid blonde in the second movie. I much preferred Marion and was so glad when he married her at the end of the fourth film.
People were now running hither and yon, shrieking and grabbing up their children. Harmonia bellowed something in Greek. I tugged my sword from its scabbard and threw all thoughts of Dr. Jones aside. Whipping around ready for the fight I was in no way prepared for the monster coming at us.
It was a massive shark, easily as big as the one in Jaws but not as rubbery. It was undulating up the steps. When its black, soulless eyes found us it reared up, standing on its thickly muscled tail just like Jabberjaw used to. Dear Zeus, do not let that cartoon theme song—Damn it!
Lamia opened her mouth. What came out wasn`t exactly speech. It was this ear-splitting noise that in no way sounded like Chevy Chase`s Land Shark routine from SNL of old. Harmonia and Fear were charging at the shark. Knowing there was nothing for it, I too ran at the beast, that annoying cartoon theme stuck soundly in my frontal lobe.
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