"Charon, Charon when are you going to pick me up"
The underworld is a dangerous zone, it might be metaphysically organised by an spiritual algorithm but even the river Styx gets on a situation that could be inescapable. As Hades commanded his guardian to all the entrances and exist to avoid passage to the dark nymph, they had to keep her knowing the territory needs its fuel and rage to keep running, yet as water she became and walked among humans, this was a different story.
"I missed the appointment with the Quija Charon, do you really think anyone out there asks about me" His enlarged face ceased to flow along the shore to a stop, unmoving because he is so f***ing slow, I can't believe we are related I mean it but f*** I need him to get me out, if he knew, but as usual he can only do a stop at a time, he will never understand that our child can flow 9 times at a time with as the speed of his mother.
"Get me out of here!"
This is not the same story, steeped inside the empty vessel of his and seat with the souls who were to be reborn, yes, me among the mortal spirits and soon will walk as one of them, reluctant of whatever is trafficking through me or not.
"Damn this is going to be slow..." Murmured, at least I wasn't around the lost souls of mine for a bit, stretched myself a little on the wooden seat of the boat and breathed patiently for him to say something. I guess he doesn't like me p**sy talking about his d*ck, whatever. A ride away from Hades will do, as long as he comes along, this God of Greed doesn't even want me to call his name too much, but the Goddess of Hate does it anyways. "Come on Charon, please....prrr... come with me, I'm so tired. Who is going to hold my wet body and host the mortals for the rage of it? Pleaaaaase? Charon? You know there is destine? Don't you?" He wasn't even smile, after what happened with the furies and the water nymphs he nearly drains the drive, and hates it to loose the pass when he scrawls abroad with his stick. "Please?"
Tired is little from this torment, the rider knows. Forging my palm against my lower chin, held my head in it, seating at the confines of emptiness, to be frankly honest I think to have never travel so remembered to grasp a few coins of gold, id give him many more, but today I gave him all I had. He does like to recollect the totality of your values, nor less. At this point, admired to watch him moving so slow, it kind of broad me that kind of serenity in the journey.
Testing the Ride, 2 destine.
Well all get our stop with the ferryman, no matter how long the ride takes I´m fount of imagination to be frankly honest, regardless of were you come from or whom you are, he will always drop you. Sordid to the ends, my hairs hidden the mask of any facial expression, he is not coming with me, I guess that's it. When the elevator stops, you know that you must keep moving, and yet what is this piece of entity without the other, have you ever seen him stop for himself? It takes the darkest nymph to reach out for his come, trust me, he is not getting away with it.
Soon as the passengers dragged down their solid and pendant steps, because the souls also carry a certain identification of informational source to move them on their stages, including the next life, that too is a destine. Hells and Heavens, hum.....
"Please, Charon, I know you wont do it for your child, not for me, won't you? For your sex appeal? Pleaaaaase. Hades wants me too much down there, come with me to the afterlife along the living."
Holding his staff, that large stick of him made me tired, waited and waited, for a moment could feel he would spit me out, no words for me, a gesture would be fine. Could see my body overflowing in the air and landing in the floor of that city, after all, it was hatefulness who ruled me. Left in the concrete, he knew I could rebuild practically anything from scratch. He left me and carried on. Never leaving me in away, its impossible to believe what he is up to. He is a true empty vessel, this is my destine too, also mine.
Testing the Ride, 3 times
Stood up, brushing the dirt from the streets away, sliding the side of my hand and arm to dry the blood from my face. Now dressed, in this mortals clothing and there he was on his ferry boat. "Come here Charon! How dare you!" Sinister, abandoned by all those he drooped in that constant sonnet of goodbyes. "Charon!!! Wake up!!! Is your Goddess" For f*** says, what can I do to brake the routine?
The cars rolled in the night one after the other, this dimension has everything compacted or encapsulated, delivering constantly passages and messengers, energy too. It's too chaotic for my ferry man, were all needs in quiet and soul. Not moving, but for the very movement of his along the distance, merchant yet vigilant. He wanted me to show him desire, he wanted me to want him badly, to despair, agonise and its sad. Repeated noises from the mundane world agitated as the winds pulled me, him still in the spirited world and yet...
"I cant even hate you, so far you had taken me and still here you are, somehow."
It would be time to turn and look for shelter, among vagabonds, the living of the lost souls, no one will recognise me among them.
"Its fine Charon, but I'm too generous and overflowing if you could sustain me by the power of your Greed, the mission takes 3 times, from past, present and future. Our son, the new generation of the River's Drive upon earth, needs our support. He doesn't need to kill directly, the changes, come with me for the changes, please, there are so many golden coins in the upper world and I know the Golden Coins very well."
Repeated 3 times for him to come, testing the ride was never as difficult as today, to take him all over my river now, into another dimension.
"Yes, Charon I will get them to give you the Golden Coins! Just ride me" If I could cover my body in gold so gets me, I´d never give it to Hades, its true, my plain dark eyes bind an oath for him to see it come through. And the winds keep blowing, and he steeped out from the ferry onto this world. Affirmatively, he is all I need. Hug him and kissed him so tight."Hum, Charon all it takes is 3 times, and many coins, yes plenty!" How soft spoken when he said. "We are going home, a new home." And somehow opened a door, still it gets time to get adjusted, had not seen the path but he took me in so fast.
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