Death quenches hunger - Day 12
-- Nameless sits in a field leaning against a fence post. in the distance he can hear a bell on a cows neck and sheep bleating in the worm afternoon sun. he dare not approach for fear of being attacked as a horrible beast, his hideous appearance and inability to speak has put a barrier of fear and terror between him and others... It has been days since he has eaten and since his journey begun he has had no more than a belly of honey and a cup of warm soup.. The pain is overwhelming but Zet’talen sustains him and will not let him die.--
He thinks to himself... How peaceful the life of a farmer is, he has his stock, his garden and his family. he works hard and if he is wise he can withstand terrible storms an be prepared for years of hardship... he just needs to be a good man and love his family... and if he does these simple things he will prosper and never be alone... The blessings of the Gods will fall upon him.
-- Suddenly a soft animal crawls up into his lap and begins to purr--
ah a cat, my favored animal. so beautiful and graceful. So soft and affectionate yet like us Sidhe they can be cruel and heartless... torturing their prey for hours before they kill it only to leave it on their masters step uneaten as a gift...
--The cat curls into the lap of nameless and purrs loudly as he stokes its soft fur--
In so many ways they are like us, most cats will only allow you to get so close and touch them a few times before they will strike you without warning, they will pretend to be your friend then stalk you at every corner.seemingly just waiting for you to trip and fall so they can pounce and kill you... that is my family and the other houses...
but then there are a few of us that are patient and kind, we love to be loved and stroked, we allow ourselves to be carted around like dolls by children we let our masters to stroke our belly's and kill our food quickly so it does not suffer, we eat what we kill as it is how we sustain... but we all kill, we all hunt... we are all murderers...
Since the war I have not taken a life that was not deserving, but I have played with my food to extract from it what I require... I have used my strength and my minions to apply severe pressure to get what I believed we need from an individual.. and although all rulers do this and worse to manage information and control threats, it does not excuse my behavior nor does it excuse my being a Sidhe... being a Sidhe is what brought me here, to this suffering... despite my efforts to overcome my upbringing. My pride and my greed it was never enough... still I have offended the great God Zet’talen and i suffer for it... so that my people do not suffer on my behalf....
But I am powerless over who I am... as this cat cannot choose to be a mouse, how can i choose to be human or hillander or otherwise not Sidhe? But Zet’talen has sent me on this quest to kill what is left of the Sidhe in me... to lay down that which makes me the man I am... to become a new man... better... redeemed...
-- he strokes the cat gently one more time as a tear falls from his otherwise empty eye socket--
Quietly he whispers in his mind,,” Im sorry my love but I am starving and you must be redeemed”
-- without warning he snaps the soft cats neck and tears into its throat with his teeth,,, shredding into it spilling the blood into his mouth. silently the cats life force spills down his throat emptying all is precious fluid into him... Nameless cry's out with a terrible moan for the grief of this helpless and kind creature who was able to see past his deformity and grotesque appearance and share the kindness of a moment with him... The mans face now streaming with tears and blood and he begins to violently chew at the flesh of the warm and lifeless body...
His belly somewhat satiated, he hears the bell of the cow and imagines the farmer, and his daughter.. out for a walk coming across their poor beloved pet mutilated and devoured... The horror of a little girl discovering a hideous monster chewing upon her best friend--
WHY! Why oh Lord Zet’talen would you choose to send me on this path.. to devour what is my nature and cause further suffering on the world.... Why would I be driven to this, I have done the unthinkable and terrorized an Innocent family...
--Quickly he stands up with his staff in one hand and the limp body of the cat in the other and runs back towards to woods to escape being seen
Once he gets deep into the thickets and underbrush he digs a hole with his staff and burrys the carcass.. He places a large stone on the grave then falls on top of it, unknowingly smearing it with cats blood on his clothes..Laying on the rock he weeps and mourns for his actions and the family's loss the rest of the afternoon...
