Chapter 7
Taranzael slowed the enjoyment of himself before speaking to the crowd before her; the mist surrounding him thinned accordingly and mostly burned off by the heat of the sun. “I have come to inhibit the image-creation from returning as per the will of Whom We Serve. They have given unto I this sword by which flame none shall be allowed again entrance to this place designed that no work be needed for the continued existence of those with knowledge of Our Omni-Common Divinity. Because I will sit here with my legs like the creature “lion” as though ever upon a chair, in all Her wisdom have I, along with my brethren who shall be arriving shortly, been named “Cherub.”
Jallastinkedin asked the first question to come initially to all of them as they heard this kindred messenger from on high speak, “She made your body capable of knowing itself?”
“Well,” answered Taranzael, “she’d prefer we be happy while we’re working . . .”
As Taranzael was answering the question put to her by half of her friend, Randolfy walked up with the flayed body of a rabbit in one hand and its pelt in the other. He looked Taranzael up and down as he walked up next to his friend holding the sword of flame; walking up to Taranzael, mostly he was looking down. “OK, Aleph, They’re giving bodies to everyone now? And Bet, y’all get to have that kind of fun while we’re looking down the long cylindrical tube of thousands of years of work in the hopes that just maybe we ever get to see the other set of our own genitalia again? He’s got some sense of humor all right . . .” As he was remarking upon Taranzael’s self-enjoyment, a scent wafted up into his nostrils.
Subtle, yet with the power to make his mouth create excess water-stuff and his stomach tighten in anticipation, Randolfy looked down to where the scent seemed to be coming from. What he noticed was that the half of the de-furred bunny closest to the sword Taranzael was carrying appeared different in color to the rest of the bunny. He held the half-cooked lagomorph up to his face to closer examination, the bunny’s de-skinned foot just in front of his mouth, when Gendlebleth spoke up, “Wait!”
“Let me.”
Randolfy looked and Gendlebleth, then looked at Luciferous, “Sir?”
“If Gendlebleth wishes to be the first to find out if it tastes as good as it smells, it should be he to take the risks upon himself if such is his desire.”
Randolfy held the warm partly-seared body toward Gendlebleth.
Gedlbleth took its body by the neck and spoke that everyone present may hear, “If our bodies may be satisfied and fortified by taking life and raising its temperature to become something we can consume, then death is not merely a curse to all who behold it, nor may be every instance of stopping a life. I feel great pain, and will most likely continue to feel great pain, for having caused all the suffering to this creature I did when it could breathe. Whatever the result of the processes done to it in relation to how I may use it it now, this being once with life and now something changed is a great blessing to me and to us all for teaching us about the sacredness of life and what can be made of it.” With that said, Gendlebleth held the raw half of the bunny in one hand, and raised the cooked half to his mouth where he took a large bite from the still warm, seared flesh.
He chewed, he swallowed, he spoke, “It tastes like a blessing I have taken this creatures life.” He held the remains of the rabbit to Luciferous. As Luciferous took the meat in hand, Gendlebleth fainted.
Luciferous smelled the cooked meat, then held it to Randolfy; Antagnous ran to where Gendlebleth had fallen to make sure that no harm had come to him. Luciferous spoke to Randolfy, “Randolfy, as you have done the work responsible for separating skin from body, and discovered the effect of heat in transmuting its form more into one suitable for our sustenance, you may have of this creature all you want, though I recommend you heat the other half as this half that has been heated first.
Randolfy looked with sympathy at his fallen friend being tended to by Antagnous. He took the body of the bunny from Luciferous and brought it in proximity with the sword held by Taranzael. As he let the rest of the body slowly roast, he inquired of his friend, “So did she embody anyone else who stayed to be able to have as good a time after we left?”
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