Lord of the Deep. Hunting Hu-Ba-Ba.

Ritual three Hunting the Tree Demon.

So peace came to pass

Twin brothers ruled the land at last.

A peace reigned and all was well

But Gilgamesh would send this soon to hell.

Enkidu begged his brother to be calm

Yet he cannot calm the giant ego bent on harm.

*********

So here I am again dancing the fates, I hold these two brothers lives in the palm of my hand. I am not alone the other fates are here too.

********

To city elders, Gods and Goddesses they appeal.

Enkidu states his fears and his brother laughs

There is no stopping a giant ego

He is deaf to all reason, will not do things by halves.

One with heavy heart into the far beyond they go.

**********

I am witness to this unfolding drama, foreboding is filling my every fibre. Gilgamesh blustering and bullying his brother traveling deeper into disaster. Dreams and omens ignored, deeper into the Forrest they go.

********

Hu-Wa-Wa lord of the Forrest

Lord of the animals protects all

Gilgamesh ignores all the signs

Enkidu does his best

Sadly watches Gilgamesh’s fall.

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Photo Sue Vincent.

Hu-Wa-Wa or Hu-Ba-Ba

We fates know who you are

Yet Gilgamesh will not hear.

********

So the tale unfolds the brothers find their “Monster” they kill their monster. Why do I feel such deep dread why do I know this wrong. I am a fate, yes. Then Enkidu is dead ..and suddenly Enkidu is dead.

********

And so our Lord descends into the Deep.

We go through the motions bow and leave the temple. I want to cry I want to tug at Gilgamesh’s robe and shout at him to open his eyes. I don’t, I follow procedure.

********

Again it’s like waking from a dream back in the present, being told we had done so well.

It’s time for lunch, outside the rain is still falling, as my eldest son would say it’s Biblical.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 18/19

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “adverb.” Start your post with any adverb and just run with it. Have fun!

Absentmindedly she sat in the café pushing the food around her plate. She had been sat there for over an hour.

Sighing deeply she was bored, but as she politely ordered another coffee she saw the mark arrive.

The adrenaline began violently coursing through her body. Feeling sexually aroused she bit her lip.

Quietly she approached the mark, as she passed him she clumsily fell into him. No one took any notice if the insignificant woman, who unseen by anyone injected the man on his mobile.

Elatedly she left Oh! That felt good, she loved the naughty rush of the kill… The handsome paycheck helped too.

Back at the café the mark finished his coffee and contemplated the rest of his day not knowing he had only minutes to live.

He got up to leave and collapsed loudly.

This little tale came to you care of LindaGHill’s #SoCs.

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