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The HurricaneThe Hurricane
"Oh, come on, Hera," said Neyta. "That look on your face, I mean, you are radiant! You look even happier than when the final vote was done on Opening Ceremony day. So who is he?"
"There's no 'he'," I lied, blushing. I had no idea that I was so transparent. What to say now?? But I got saved - not by the proverbial bell but by Scadé who entered the New Dawn office with her red curls ruffled from flying, Maia coming in after her with new pens and notebooks.
"It's really windy out there," Scadé said. "And I mean windy. Not like just another winter storm, but almost like the storms back home in Valhallah when we have to get everything inside and bolt the doors. And trees get uprooted and even stuff like cars and smaller structures get taken by the wind."
"Really," I said. Scadé was not the weather-chit-chat person. And as a confirmation the large glass window suddenly creaked beneath the force of a strengthening in the wind. I looked outside. S
Finding Zeus was not hard. For once he was using his Nexus office. I didn't bother with announcing my appearance, I just rushed by his assistants and through the great double doors without knocking. Zeus was meeting with the divine hyperpantheon delegates Xenon and Dione when I entered the spacious corner office, and the two of them looked up with a mix of surprise and irritation. Zeus's expression was harder to read though.
"Zeus, can I talk to you alone?" I asked, tried to sound demanding. This is an emergency. Zeus rose, looking at the two Liberals and hesitated a second before saying:
"If you'll excuse us. This will only take a minute I guess." Then the king nodded to me: "Come, Hera, we'll use the small conference room. Hope this really is as urgent as you say. I don't want to be rude to the delegates."
We entered the not-so-small room to the side of Zeus's office and I skipped the preludes:
"Zeus, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry about everything. Can you forgive me?" I wanted
Stop runningStop Running!
Four days later Sakura was born and Amaterasu went up to the Olympos to let the father behold his child. I had already seen the little girl, she had been so cute. Ami had been radiantly happy when he set off for the mountain top. But when I should have been happy for my friend, I was raging with jealousy instead. Raging because Amaterasu had something together with Zeus that I didn't, and was probably not ever going to get, because I had no intention to 'egg' him as Europa had.
I was sitting in the Chair Lady's office trying to work, but I could not get the visions out of my head. The visions of Zeus and Amaterasu together with their young girl. Zeus holding Sakura. Maybe the 'third's a charm'"thing Neyta had been talking about would work this time. I felt tears burning beneath my lids, and I had hard to understand these feelings. Half a year ago I had told Amaterasu that I'd be more than happy if she patched it up with Zeus. But that was 'pre-Harvest Holiday'.
A night at OlymposA night at Olympos
The part of the Nexus session following the Harvest Holiday is dedicated to the budget and finances of the Union. It's generally considered the most tedious part of the political year. Not surpricingly I felt every minute of it here in the Chair Lady's office.
First there is this limited amount of money. Money never seems to be enough, whatever you do. Then there are all these "I want"-ers. They pop up like autumn flowers every year around this season. Organisations and lobbyists as well as the sole god or mortal who keeps claiming that just their case is so important and that they require this and that amount of money to make it tick. After a while I learned to hand over these delegations to my new assistant Tiaros. He was a bit harder to convince, and he usually came in to me with a smug look on his face and let me know that he had turned them down.
Another great helper I couldn't have done without was Olympic Iris. She scared off most of the lobbyists by ke
The Harvest Holiday banquetThe Harvest Holiday banquet
Settling down in the office as Nexus Chair Lord took a while. The first thing to do was finding a new Argosite immortal delegate. The chose fell not unexpectedly upon Argus. He was here and he was beginning to know the workings of the Nexus. Selene needed her pantheon to run the region and Cheiron wanted to stay home in Argos with his family.
I remained formal head over the New Dawn, but Freya and Ra ended up doing all the practical work. I also felt that we needed a better connection to the mortal branch, so Xurasa became appointed to that task, and with a recommendation to get to know the mortal head Auirey Leyorda well. Neyta remained assigned to the information gathering part as did 'always-having-a-good-answer'-Apeliotes when it came to press contacts.
Then I lost Kandrios. It was his jealousy that finally killed our relation. This time he had got the impression that it was Ra I was having on my mind.
"We were working, for Chaos' sake."
Electing a Chair LordElecting a Chair Lord
"Hera, wait!" Amaterasu came hasting through the air after me, diving like a falcon.
"'Bout Zeus-san. I don't want him. You can have him. "
I started to laugh.
"Who said I'd want him? For the millionth of times, Ami, we're just friends. But your baby?" I indicated her little bulge, "I thought it was Zeus's."
"That's true I admit. We tried to patch it up after the last session was over. He took me among all those blooming cherry trees at the Olympic slopes. That's why my daughter will be named Sakura. Cherry Blossom."
"Romantic! Too bad you two couldn't make it work. You'd have my blessing if it had. Two of my best friends together as a happy couple. "
"I want a man who's wholly mine. I don't want to share him," the Nipponese said. "What is it really with Zeus and all women? "
"Let's land!" I sat down on the top of a skyscraper and Amaterasu sat down next to me. She had taken Freya's advice and was wearing less colours and patterns and she looke
Another year begins"Elli claims that the child she's expecting is Zeus's. And so does Amaterasu, who obviously has tired of Androdorus. She's trying to win Zeus back! Neyta said. So what I think we're going to see here over the nearest weeks is catfight supreme! Beside the political battle of course."
I laughed at my friend. We were back in Ekarantanni after the vacations, and it was like nothing had happened while we had been away. Like Ekarantanni had been frozen while I spent time with Cheiron and Khariklo and Maionia, their firstborn, in Argos. The law firm moving in on top of the New Dawn HQ was still performing noisy renovations of their offices and Zeus was still chasing girls. And there were still girls chasing Zeus too. And most of all: Neyta was still the Queen of Gossip.
But there were a few changes anyhow. A new province in, and that was neither Avalon (Zeus had been right about them voting 'no') nor Lukandia (some delays in their negotiations prevented them from joining this year), it was th
The campaign"Are you out of your... Hera!" Freya was almost laughing. "The Chair Lordship of the Hyp is usually assigned to someone who has been around for years and years and is..."
"Usually?" returned Ra. "There's no such thing as 'usually' here, sweetheart. Iapetus might have been in from the start when he was elected six years ago, but his precursor, Chrysaor "he certainly had no experience when he got the sceptre. In that sense Hera's better fit than he. "
"You can't compare Hera's candidacy to the Chair Lord who was the first one out," Freya insisted. "There was no 'before' when Chrysaor was elected. And he was more or less put there by the Olympos anyway. And - when Iapetus decided to run against him he lost. Big time. "
"I believe Hera should run anyway," said Ra.
"I don't," said Freya. "It's too early in her career. She'd better wait and try to consolidate her status in the Hyp. In another 20 "30 years the position might be open again, and then she'll be better prepared to take over. Toda
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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