Memories are a funny thing. You never know how important they are until they are gone...and when you get them back sometimes...just sometimes you may think you were better off without them. I'm not going to bother you with details of how my husband and I regained them but I can tell you a bit of what they contained.
Let me start with the fact we experienced each others memories as one. Both of us viewing all of them together. We saw our births which I found my father was actually present for and our growing up years. Ben's were filled with training it seems while mine...mine was one of horrors. It's one thing to know what happened to you but to experience it again...it's another thing entirely. Especially when you find the horrors you knew about were only followed by years of more and often times worse horrors.
However a funny thing happened, not only did my father save me from the hell hole I was in he helped me to overcome it. One by one I buried my past traumas away until I was bleeding out an felt all the poisons of my growing up years flush from my system and my father kissed my forehead and I finally had a peaceful sleep.
There was a memory of Rhia and I together in New Orleans, searching for some horses. It was after a fight that I learned of her geas and we did eventually make up and enjoyed the rest of the celebrations together. Another memory with her but this time introducing Wuyi to the mix. Rhia and I having parted ways to go about our missions separately, we fought the Cipactli's children. When the battle ended we celebrated on a terra incognita filled with alcohol and beautiful, strong men and women and that started our bond.
More memories of battles, with the full band this times, fighting ice giants. A memory of a palace in which Kahlia, Kelly, sneezed and it echoed, and the King of some lessor heaven shouted for his guardians to seize us for offending him. It seemed it was soon after Ben's inclusion cause I got the feeling Wu and Rhia were still weary of taking his leadership but when he suggested we split up, they agreed with a shug and charged the guardians as Ben's hand wrapped around my wrist and suddenly I didn't seem to care what the others were doing as Ben tugged me through twists and turns until we were in a quiet room with a koi pond and the soft play of music in the air. I turned and Ben's staring at me so oddly that I had to ask what was wrong before the memory swirled away into the fog.
As for Ben's memories I will leave those to him to discuss but suffice it to say I think even though I now know the hells I went through, in greater detail, I can more easily move past them. My husband, gods bless him, loves me with a fierceness matched only by myself, he accepts me with my horrid past and through his strength I am certain I can push past this.
One last thing...Morrigan threw a party that Horus showed up to with out relics and Hathor. Ben and I may retain our relics if he fulfills his arranged marriage with Hathor. It boiled my blood to see how she looked at my husband and to hear Horus dare to speak of duty and traditions but I kept my temper. I clung to my husband and let him speak his peace only occasionally adding my own input. The conversation was put on hold for the dinner where Dionysus informed us Artemis would hunt us as enemies of the Greeks and his son, Rupper was offered amnesty if he would leave us. As a last bit we found out it was Alicia, Ben's daughter, who snuck Prometheus' brother into the underworld and orchestrated our escape.
Bloody hell things will never be simple will they?
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