“Blessed and most radiant Pelor,” Jeral prayed, “please hear your servant.” He was kneeling, shivering and wet, at the bank of a stream. “You know that I have always done my best to bring your light to the darkness. You know that I have willingly become something inhuman to better fight evil in your name.” Moonlight glinted off the tears mingled with the cold water dripping from his tangled hair. “Please, please grant your servant this request: help me to see your holy servant, St. Hadrian, as nothing other than the deity he has become, and keep him out of my dreams!”
The mention of the dream brought the memory back to him. Hadrian’s wise eyes looking out from a strong face. His muscular frame evident as Jeral assisted him in removing his heavy armor. The cleft in his chin as he leaned forward, lips parted—
There was a brief cry of anguish and a splash as Jeral once again threw himself into the near-icy water.
12 comments:
Oh, oh that's brilliant...now to go pour bleach into my ear until that image is gone.
Welcome to the world of being worshipped, St. Hadrian.
I DO NOT approve this message. Sounds like somebody is going get struck by lightning.
Oh yeah, and Leelu's a perv.
See? This is why I asked you for Hadrian's viewpoint. But noooooooo. ;)
Seriously, put up something with Hadrian's reaction. It'll be hysterical. :D
Oh, are we doing minor characters too? Because what happens to Marid could fill a flippin' novel.
See, I just prefer that it never have been written at all....
I just figured, since I had the brainstorm, that I'd give it voice while waiting for Tiger to finish his half of The Leelu and Torias Show.
Can I threaten more detailed dreams of Jeral until it appears? ;D
But it wasn't a complete exercise in irrelevance because we learned something about the church of Hadrian through it (i.e. no homosexuals allowed).
Actually, that's the wrong lesson to draw... instigator.
:-)
So educate us. We're still waiting with baited breath for Part II.
*bated
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