by bob county
A little Angel mischief...
| "Yawn." Titiana Nagro scratched her knee. It had been a long day of
observation. How many souls would attain Nirvana was literally in her control.
She was a Muse. But, not omnipotent. She needed to rest.
"This is so typical. I give them an idea for limitless energy and they
want to make a bomb. Stupid." Titiana wrapped her falcon wings around herself.
A muse could be dangerous when misunderstood. A darkness came over her.
"So. You want to blow things up? Well, I'll give you a Big Bang." she smirked.
"Ehm. I don't want to offend, but they're just human. They haven't figured
out multidimensional music." Winkin fluttered up in front of Titiana's sapphire eyes.
Titiana smiled with delight, "Oh, bless my stars, a Faery. I love you."
Winkin kissed Titiana smooth copper skin. "Thanks. Please don't blow up GIA."
Winkin begged. A Faery, even Winkin with all her powers, was no match for
Titiana Nagro rose from her Buddha position and spread her wings out.
Winkin braced herself for a hurricane. Titiana reached upward to Heaven
and spoke with three voices,
"All the religious orders will be corrupted in the name of science.
Except one, the rule of which will be severe. As a result most painful
anarchy will follow within the faithful. THREE POPES WILL VIE FOR
THE THRONE, one German, one Italian and another Greek. They will
all be suppressed by a Savior from the East with two Angels, leading
three armies, one yellow, one red and one Persian."
Winkin looked up at the Angel with sorrow, "Will GIA die?"
Titiana Nagro squatted with her arms bent and the palms of her six hands
upward. The Angel's head moved side to side. "GIA will be restored to her
full beauty." she answered in three voices.
Winkin clapped her tiny hands, "That is good news!" The little Faery played
her flute for Titiana. And the Angel danced putting one foot up and then moving
her head side to side, and then putting the foot down and raising the other
with the head moving side to side.
As the Angel danced the human scientists declared they had found the
God particle and that there was no need for God. Thunder rumbled through
the 9 Heavens. Titiana laughed and shed a golden tear for humanity's
tribulations. Winkin swallowed her breath as the Angel roared, with the
roar of a loin, a tiger and an elephant:
"Wicked will be their masters! For the year of the Goat is guile and
treachery! France will receive no human assistance. She will be
helpless before the Persian King. There will be little work for the
farmers as the land is blighted. There will be earthquakes and signs
in the Sun. Darkness will cover the Earth."
Winkin covered her head in fearful reverence. Titaina picked the tiny Faery
up in her left third hand and blew a sweet breath of roses upon her trembling
naked frame. "You will not be harmed. You are an elemental spirit." the Angel
whispered. Winkin took her hands off of her eyes and looked up at the Angel
with a broad smile. "Play me your flute and let us make merry." the muse
returned to Titiana and she began to dance again to Winkin's flute.
Winkin giggled.. .