Saturday, March 31, 2012

Saturday's Chapter From James Hutchings


In the beginning of the world the gods considered all those things which did not have their own gods, to decide who would have responsibility and rulership.

"I will rule all flowers that are sky-blue in colour," said the Sky-Father.
"I will listen to the prayers of migratory birds, and you all other birds," the goddess Travel said to him. And so it went.

At last all had been divided, save for one thing.
"Who," asked the Sky-Father, "shall have dominion over the poor?"

There was an awkward silence, until the Sky-Father said,
"Come - someone must. Those with no gods will grow restless and cunning, and in time will cast us down, and we shall be gods no more."

"Not I," said blind Justice, and her stony face flashed a momentary smirk at the thought. "Why not Fame or Fortune?"
"Darling I don't think so," said the sister goddesses together.

There was a long pause. The gods shuffled their feet and avoided one another's gaze. At last a voice broke the silence.

"I will," said Death.


anarchist said...

Thanks for featuring me on your blog.

In case anyone's interested, the ebook that this is from, The New Death and others, is free for a short time on Amazon. The link is here.

Terri Bruce said...

This is beautiful! Can't wait to read going to have to actually go out and download an ebook. Oh my, scary! But the sample is just that good!