Undeserved sufferings of Aleal, perfection alive
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
8
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21
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And so we meet
Chapter 3
And so we meet
Fast and silent – like a thief trying to get away with kingdom’s treasure – I run towards the high fence that surrounds the mansion. A jump and a push up and I am on the top of the barrier. It is almost too easy. That is until everything starts spinning. And buzzing. Luckily, I somehow manage to land on the right side of the fence and I am still intact. Gradually the dizziness subsides too.
There is no time to waste! First, I must visit Jack, then call a cab and then – the mere thought of seeing Him lifts my heart high into the sky. Uncle Jack is a retired assistant of father’s who lives a block away. The man is a saint - not because of some stupid prophecy or birthmark, he just is. Not only he smiles and talks to me like an equal, he stands for me when I get into trouble too – a shame to admit, but I still do that…and a lot. Uncle Jack always remembers my birthdays; he even gives me a pocket money! – Now, that is a really delicate and embarrassing matter. On one hand, this money is my only income and a way to loosen the leash that my father has put on my neck. However, when I take it, I feel really guilty and uncomfortable. Well, Jack is quit rich and has no relatives, but still…
And so I stand in the doorway of a lovely apartment –one hand on the bell, another desperately trying to smooth my silk dress-like kimono. I breathe harshly from all the running, when the door bursts open revealing my uncle’s stoic figure. Jack is in his early seventies, but you wouldn’t give him more then 58. He told me once that he is in such a good health now, because he was a jock in his early days, but there still must be some secret. Anyway, the expression on his face is hilarious. I can’t help but laugh at it.
His mouth opens and closes – twice. Suddenly a worried look appears on his face. One of his big ex-jock hands pulls me inside the house, while other closes the door – it is done so quickly, that now I am the one in shock.
“Have you completely lost your mind, kid!? What are thinking standing in the cold with nothing, but this err… thingy? Are barefoot???”
Oh…Well, I guess, I really do look strange, but there’s no need to sound so angry, it’s not like anyone saw me. Besides, this is one of the reasons, why I am here. So I take a deep breath and ask:
“Uncle Jack, I can you do me a few favors?”
My face is emotionless, as is my tone, which means I am improving. That is until he smiles. My face starts burning with shame. OK, so no improvement, after all. Jack loves to torture me. He is always silent, until I tell him exactly what kind of favor I want. Usually I am a lovely shade of burgundy by the time I end my request.
“Please, lend me a coat and boots and a watch and… a little money for a cab!”
“Hey, no need to go so traffic-light, kid. That’s not even a favor you are asking. Go to your room and change. I was going to get you out of this weird garment, anyway. Of course you can put on the watch, which I gave you for your 15’Th birthday. Also, it is obvious that you are in rush, so I’ll just drop you there ever you want to be. It will be faster this way.”
I feel really strange about this. A part of me wants him to see Him, to know how beautiful, strong, overwhelming He is. But, there is also another part – this one confuses me – it whisper that I should keep God all to myself. And I know that I should feel ashamed for being so selfish, but I am not. What a terrible person I am. There is also the fact, that uncle will thin that I finally went over the edge, then he sees me staring at some strangers house, like there is no tomorrow. But, it would be really rude of me, not to accept such a generous offer. Despite all the bafflement in my head, I decide pretty quickly. Undersignedly I glance at the clock – and that is it. 80 minutes left! I rush to change, leaving amused Jack behind.
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We are driving and I am oh so nervous! I feel happy that we move so fast – I usually spend an hour walking towards his house, now it will be less then 5 minutes. The problem is that I have no time to mentally prepare myself, add the fact that I feel quirky in cars- the possibility of an accident if quit high you know!, add the fact that uncle keep looking at me strangely and so I am nervous. At least we are almost near the sanctuary.
“Please, stop here.” I ask uncle, when there are about 5 minutes walk till His house left.
Uncle looks around dubiously, and obviously is going to say something, probably that he’ll wait, or even worse, accompany me, so I cut him out:
“Thank you, uncle. You can go home now. I’ll call a cab. “– though there I’ll get the money to pay for the cab I have no idea.
“No.” His voice is firm and unarguable.
I don’t really understand why he won’t leave me alone. Doesn’t he trust me? I won’t cause any trouble! He probably sees some of my feelings, because his strict look softens. A deep breath and he says:
“I won’t accompany you, if that is your wish. But I won’t leave either. And you must return in less than 30 minutes. Promise me, kid.”
His voice sounds stretched and anxious. And I find myself promising him to return safely, because I don’t want to see that expression on his face ever again.
I feel alive again. I feel so extraordinary happy because I now that He is near. Just a few steps and I will be able to hear his heartbeat. And although I can’t see His godlike posture I almost feel his overwhelming aura. It is strong like a raving river, powerful and oh so pure. I feel cold and a little bit dizzy, but I feel too happy to care.
A quick glance at watch tells me that I have 10 minutes left. Why is time rushing so fast, when you are happy?
Suddenly, a wonder happens. The mouth of a sanctuary suddenly opens spreading heat and light into the darkness. The light interacts with darkness and creates the world. But that matters me not now, because bathing in the streams of light He appears. My God he grows and grows and …oh, I am overwhelmed. He is so big, it looks like He is standing right in front of me. I can almost touch Him. Suddenly, right hand touches a vision. Can it be? He is right in front of me! Is His lips moving?
“….Don’t know what do you think, …. “ What a strong and beautiful voice He has - the perfection overpassing everything I have heard before “…….. should leave” .
No! Please I don’t know what wrong I have caused, but please forgive me! I’ll do everything…
“Please..” ..do anything You want. Maybe if I kneel…. But it’s so dizzy, dark …But I still must try!Then I am falling and the darkness hugs me like my mother used to…
A/N I have a few questions: Do you want the scene replayed form Marc’s point of view? Or is it clear enough?
Maybe I should add a piece of Jack’s thoughts too? Maybe it is too sappy? Too slow? Please, tell me what you think.
Also, thank you very much for reading and reviewing . It makes me so happy , then I know that there is someone who enjoys my story :)
And so we meet
Fast and silent – like a thief trying to get away with kingdom’s treasure – I run towards the high fence that surrounds the mansion. A jump and a push up and I am on the top of the barrier. It is almost too easy. That is until everything starts spinning. And buzzing. Luckily, I somehow manage to land on the right side of the fence and I am still intact. Gradually the dizziness subsides too.
There is no time to waste! First, I must visit Jack, then call a cab and then – the mere thought of seeing Him lifts my heart high into the sky. Uncle Jack is a retired assistant of father’s who lives a block away. The man is a saint - not because of some stupid prophecy or birthmark, he just is. Not only he smiles and talks to me like an equal, he stands for me when I get into trouble too – a shame to admit, but I still do that…and a lot. Uncle Jack always remembers my birthdays; he even gives me a pocket money! – Now, that is a really delicate and embarrassing matter. On one hand, this money is my only income and a way to loosen the leash that my father has put on my neck. However, when I take it, I feel really guilty and uncomfortable. Well, Jack is quit rich and has no relatives, but still…
And so I stand in the doorway of a lovely apartment –one hand on the bell, another desperately trying to smooth my silk dress-like kimono. I breathe harshly from all the running, when the door bursts open revealing my uncle’s stoic figure. Jack is in his early seventies, but you wouldn’t give him more then 58. He told me once that he is in such a good health now, because he was a jock in his early days, but there still must be some secret. Anyway, the expression on his face is hilarious. I can’t help but laugh at it.
His mouth opens and closes – twice. Suddenly a worried look appears on his face. One of his big ex-jock hands pulls me inside the house, while other closes the door – it is done so quickly, that now I am the one in shock.
“Have you completely lost your mind, kid!? What are thinking standing in the cold with nothing, but this err… thingy? Are barefoot???”
Oh…Well, I guess, I really do look strange, but there’s no need to sound so angry, it’s not like anyone saw me. Besides, this is one of the reasons, why I am here. So I take a deep breath and ask:
“Uncle Jack, I can you do me a few favors?”
My face is emotionless, as is my tone, which means I am improving. That is until he smiles. My face starts burning with shame. OK, so no improvement, after all. Jack loves to torture me. He is always silent, until I tell him exactly what kind of favor I want. Usually I am a lovely shade of burgundy by the time I end my request.
“Please, lend me a coat and boots and a watch and… a little money for a cab!”
“Hey, no need to go so traffic-light, kid. That’s not even a favor you are asking. Go to your room and change. I was going to get you out of this weird garment, anyway. Of course you can put on the watch, which I gave you for your 15’Th birthday. Also, it is obvious that you are in rush, so I’ll just drop you there ever you want to be. It will be faster this way.”
I feel really strange about this. A part of me wants him to see Him, to know how beautiful, strong, overwhelming He is. But, there is also another part – this one confuses me – it whisper that I should keep God all to myself. And I know that I should feel ashamed for being so selfish, but I am not. What a terrible person I am. There is also the fact, that uncle will thin that I finally went over the edge, then he sees me staring at some strangers house, like there is no tomorrow. But, it would be really rude of me, not to accept such a generous offer. Despite all the bafflement in my head, I decide pretty quickly. Undersignedly I glance at the clock – and that is it. 80 minutes left! I rush to change, leaving amused Jack behind.
-------
We are driving and I am oh so nervous! I feel happy that we move so fast – I usually spend an hour walking towards his house, now it will be less then 5 minutes. The problem is that I have no time to mentally prepare myself, add the fact that I feel quirky in cars- the possibility of an accident if quit high you know!, add the fact that uncle keep looking at me strangely and so I am nervous. At least we are almost near the sanctuary.
“Please, stop here.” I ask uncle, when there are about 5 minutes walk till His house left.
Uncle looks around dubiously, and obviously is going to say something, probably that he’ll wait, or even worse, accompany me, so I cut him out:
“Thank you, uncle. You can go home now. I’ll call a cab. “– though there I’ll get the money to pay for the cab I have no idea.
“No.” His voice is firm and unarguable.
I don’t really understand why he won’t leave me alone. Doesn’t he trust me? I won’t cause any trouble! He probably sees some of my feelings, because his strict look softens. A deep breath and he says:
“I won’t accompany you, if that is your wish. But I won’t leave either. And you must return in less than 30 minutes. Promise me, kid.”
His voice sounds stretched and anxious. And I find myself promising him to return safely, because I don’t want to see that expression on his face ever again.
I feel alive again. I feel so extraordinary happy because I now that He is near. Just a few steps and I will be able to hear his heartbeat. And although I can’t see His godlike posture I almost feel his overwhelming aura. It is strong like a raving river, powerful and oh so pure. I feel cold and a little bit dizzy, but I feel too happy to care.
A quick glance at watch tells me that I have 10 minutes left. Why is time rushing so fast, when you are happy?
Suddenly, a wonder happens. The mouth of a sanctuary suddenly opens spreading heat and light into the darkness. The light interacts with darkness and creates the world. But that matters me not now, because bathing in the streams of light He appears. My God he grows and grows and …oh, I am overwhelmed. He is so big, it looks like He is standing right in front of me. I can almost touch Him. Suddenly, right hand touches a vision. Can it be? He is right in front of me! Is His lips moving?
“….Don’t know what do you think, …. “ What a strong and beautiful voice He has - the perfection overpassing everything I have heard before “…….. should leave” .
No! Please I don’t know what wrong I have caused, but please forgive me! I’ll do everything…
“Please..” ..do anything You want. Maybe if I kneel…. But it’s so dizzy, dark …But I still must try!Then I am falling and the darkness hugs me like my mother used to…
A/N I have a few questions: Do you want the scene replayed form Marc’s point of view? Or is it clear enough?
Maybe I should add a piece of Jack’s thoughts too? Maybe it is too sappy? Too slow? Please, tell me what you think.
Also, thank you very much for reading and reviewing . It makes me so happy , then I know that there is someone who enjoys my story :)