Penelope's Search

06 May 2006

·Dawn

From The Immortals series, this is the part of the story that comes after North banishes his children to the world of mortals for unforgiveably meddling in their lives. Penelope is North's wife and she mourns the loss of her children,and one in particular for at least she can get glimpses of the others now and then, but East, her youngest son, has disappeared it seems... Penelope’s Search Penelope walks a weary path in Valrou’hain ivory towers searching for some answers, made no simpler by her powers. Her tears form caustic rivers as her hands wring truths from pain; her conscience wars with maternal need to see her child again. For the first time in her life she fears that Immortality might prove to be a pitiable state for those who can’t break free; to never hold her children close and look into their eyes, to nevermore attempt to show them all that’s good and wise is nothing she can contemplate without a deep forboding and fills her with a dread she knows no time will be eroding. There is but one who can reverse this conscience-driven purge and as he loves her more than life, her hopes may yet resurge. Yet first she must find East, her son, accused of heinous crime but loved no less by Penelope as she peers through funnels of time. For the other five sons loved dearly, she has less need of concern; though aged, she sees them clearly and she feels their lesson’s learned. But East, the youngest, has disappeared from every world she knows and there are none invisible that the funnel cannot expose unless...She turns toward the game her foolish children created and studies every mortal being by them expatriated. A world existing, such as this, is doomed to its extinction and there is very little here to bring it great distinction until Penelope sees the turquoise eyes she knows so well and watches as their owner causes his mother’s heart to swell for if upon Valrou’hain plain, East made such dire mistakes, on mortal soil, survival’s need is all it seems to take to show his father all he can be: a noble through and through “My husband,” she whispers, “your youngest son inherited all from you.” Thus saying, Penelope steps from her world into the realm of man and feels the thrill of mortality unknown since her life began. Her life upon the solid ground moves to the march of time and though she’ll never admit it, she has never felt more sublime.

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Dawn

Started writing poems at age 14, lyrics a lot later and am still doing both to my astonishment. Along the way I wrote a couple of novels and they are published by Amazon. I am gloriously happy in my marriage, after 50 years and I am relieved to say...

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