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TITLE (EDIT)
The Unbinding Of Loki |
DESCRIPTION
This is a story based loosely upon Norse mythology, in which I have a deep interest. It revolves around a sort of imagined "sequel" to the story of the binding of Loki, the mischievous half-brother of Odin. Loki, having pissed off the gods once too often, was bound with poison dripping on his face. Nice, yes? I'm insecure about this piece so any feedback would be deeply appreciated! --)
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AUTHOR
Erik |
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
To describe oneself can be the hardest operation in writing. To depict one's thoughts, feelings, rationales through writing is often done; but to express one's inner being, to profile oneself, is far more complex a procedure. Very often, such information is most accurate and profound when gleaned from the author's writings. If you wish to analyse me, my friends, you are most welcome.
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AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (4)
Intolerance (Essays) This is an essay about intolerance, prejudice, and other mad things which should not exist in society but imevitably do. This is because of human nature. While I am a fiction writer usually, this es... [1,525 words]
On Art (I) - The True Vs. The Artificial Artist (Essays) This is the first of a collection in the making on my views about art. Although this is the first, introductory essay, it was actually written second (shrug!). Hopefully a third, art Vs. Science, sh... [1,373 words]
On Art (II) - The Response Of The True And Artificial Artists To Inspiration (Essays) The second of my essays on art. Hopefully On Art (III) - Art Vs. Science will be up soon. [1,058 words]
Pride (Essays) This is the first of what is intended to be a collection of essays revolving around the Seven Deadly Sins. It is not however a religious consideration of each of these, merely a general exploration o... [1,469 words]
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The Unbinding Of Loki
Erik
Bound. Bound I had been for millennia, for endless eons, alone, discarded, my heart in tatters and my soul constantly weeping. With all that was of me I gave what I could and took what I would, and still the one outweighed the other and in the end, it was not enough....never enough....
Could I have every hoped that they would relent? Odin, my half-brother, instrument of my destruction - you will ever be my respite, should it come. The good half of my heart. When all the worlds fall, and the seas are dry, you shall save me, for my love conflicts with my hate and will, someday, overwhelm it.
Once, long ago, they came to me - my brother, his children; the Aesir and the Vanir, united in love and beauty, visit the cold, bitter part-God. I spat at them and my venom, for a time, dripped onto their faces, burned their cheeks instead of mine. Ah, for that freedom. The freedom of the viper to suck and sink and kill, kill, kill; the freedom of the disease which blights the new-born babe; the freedom of the vulture to feed upon he carnage of such circumstance! They will die, they will bleed, they will rot in the Underworld; Hela, my daughter, you shall have their dying, reddish souls at last! Rot with Balder, Odin! Suffer with your son!
Oh my brother, how I love you. Rot. Die. The venom which burns through me will be sweet to you though!
You....you! My friend! Come here....closer....yes, yes, yes. Wherefore do you find yourself here, in the land of the damned? The land is damned too, you see....Have you heard my ruminations, bold warrior? Bold enough for Valhalla, I declare! Now....come to me, take the dish which lies beside me....that which my wife left here....she stopped coming here many years ago, you know. Hold it underneath the poison which drips upon my cheek. Careful! You may burn your little hands. Thank you! Relief....relief! Now - untie my bonds, little warrior; untie me, and I shall tell you a story. What story shall it be? The story of the future, of what is to be. There!
Now see, in the mist which floats before us: see the past, in which I, Loki, God of mischief, God of Lies, half-brother of Odin, the Father-god of all - exist, in my comfort, in Asgard. Accepted, if not loved; allowed to remain, despite several incidences of....mischief! I never killed a one of them, warrior; never. But, for my so-called crimes, they bound me; bound me with venom dripping upon my cheek. Grave injustice!
Now, you have freed me....you shall be rewarded, little one, little warrior, my brave new friend - thus! Ah, what a pretty young colt you make! I was once a mare; Sleipner, Odin’s own horse, my foal. How I wish to be beside him again! I shall reign tomorrow in Asgard; they killed my children and I am the offender! No more....today, I am the benefactor of gods and men, and you....you, I shall ride to glory.
What do I find, having crossed the Rainbow Bridge? The tatter of my one-home....I loved it, and them,. well. Many happinesses here. Now, how it lies! They called me destructive! War has laid waste to the land of the gods; and what of men? Below, they flutter among themselves, much the same as ever. But no, not entirely....something has changed; something is new. Kings there were and still are. Traders, misers, and evil men. Good men, warriors, and those who cultivate the earth. Then what....what is it which has altered? Going closer, I shall see.
Unseen I wander through them; here a child plays, there an old woman dies. The petty lives of mortals, much as ever. Soon I shall be visible; the skies will be mine alone to command, and mortals will tremble at my feet. A breath, they die, a touch, they live. Such is the existence of theses creatures; they flicker, a candle in the sea, floating on a wooden raft in a raging storm. A single drop of well placed rain, and it is extinguished. Puff! Such is life.
I ascend once more, and below me, the land quivers. The mortals make their way around their little world; I will reveal my mighty, terrible visage to them; they will rejoice that the gods are come again, will they not, my pretty friend? The door is opened. In robes of beauty I step through, into the lands of men. Thunder. Lightning. Earthquakes rock them. The sea begin to boil....they stare, they gaze, they look upon it. They do not respond! How so? Why so? I cannot understand their calm! Mortals! I come to you from Asgard; home of the gods, to show that we have not forsaken you! A mighty war rent the heavens, but I have returned, to ride my chariot across the sky. Silence from below. Bleed, mortals! Feel my wrath! How dare you ignore me! How dare....
Odin! He has done this! My beloved brother, your death shall be my compensation for the torment I have suffered. In my bonds I was ostracised, but now I have returned, I search for you! A trick! You sent the warrior to free me, so that I should give you reason to take my life. Well I saw through you, Odin....brother! Where are you, one-eye? Where, killer? Where, murderer of my children? I will find you. Then, you shall suffer! Oh how you will pay!
How? How shall I find the cause and process of the war? To trick a trickster takes a tricky traitor. I’ll find the method if I die from it. The World Tree! That will help me - the tree on which he hung to gain knowledge, which he used against me, my traitor-brother. I shall hang and I shall know; time shall come and time shall go; quick or slow, I’ll know by noon.
I wonder....how many days have passed? Hanging from a limb is not at all a pleasant thing. My horse is dead and still I hang but now it has gotten bad. I think I rot, upon this tree - the strength has left me. Perhaps I shall die. But not before they do, treacherous creatures! They dare taunt the Halls of Asgard? They, too, the mortals - they are part of this insane plot. They seek to destroy me; this I know....this....
More days....how long shall I hang here, before I find that which haunts me? I must understand the trick! What....? Before me, an image shimmers....a vision at last....it speaks! It is telling me....it says....no trick! The gods were destroyed. Is this true? Yes it says. Then all are gone! Then I am Lord of Asgard....
I can feel my life ebbing away. Fading, fading, like a morning mist. Knowledge is not always salvation; knowledge will not help me now. I am filled with it; it is not all good. Below, the mortals wander and flicker, but in truth, they are the trick. They have tricked us, the gods. As I hang, destroyed by the faithless minions below, I reflect....we commanded, we controlled; we were everything, their gods. Worshipped. Beloved. Feared. What are their gods now? What has replaced us? Soon, I tell it, it’s death will come! It will die as we did, when it as served its purpose. Men control men. Not gods - not here. Not in this world. Consider....the consequence....of being faithless....of no....belief.....what becomes....of Asgard? Of....your....souls....
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STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
March 2000 |
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