This week’s fabulous words to play with:
GoodGood Light Purity Halcyon (calm, peaceful, tranquil) Divine Absolution (act of absolving; a freeing from blame or guilt; release from consequences, obligations, or penalties.) Altruistic (unselfishly concerned for or devoted to the welfare of others) Ethereal (light, airy, or tenuous: extremely delicate or refined: heavenly or celestial: of or relating to the upper regions of space.) Hallow (to make holy; sanctify; consecrate. to honor as holy; consider sacred; venerate) Sympathy Ally Smile
Evil Dark Ominous (portending evil or harm; foreboding; threatening; inauspicious) Malignant (disposed to cause harm, suffering, or distress deliberately; feeling or showing ill will or hatred. very dangerous or harmful in influence or effect.) Anathema (a person or thing detested or loathed: a person or thing accursed or consigned to damnation or destruction. a formal ecclesiastical curse involving excommunication. any imprecation of divine punishment. a curse; execration.) Sin Monster Ravage Possess Adversarial (a person, group, or force that opposes or attacks; opponent; enemy; foe.) Grimace Bile (Physiology. a bitter, alkaline, yellow or greenish liquid, secreted by the liver, that aids in absorption and digestion, especially of fats.ill temper; peevishness. Old Physiology. either of two humors associated with anger and gloominess.)
This week we could choose either list or a combination of both.
In all of eternity it seemed odd that the two eternal beings would be best friends. They were both the envoys of their respective eternities.
Wayne was the special envoy from the dark depths of hell and Greg was God’s shining light on earth. So in theory where Greg was all goodness and light, divine and altruistic Wayne was evil and dark a malignant scourge on society with the scariest and most ominous of presences.
At least that’s how they wanted to be known. In actual fact Greg and Wayne were the best of friends and as it was Sunday, the so called day of rest, they had met as they had for the past two millennia at Rose’s Coffee and Cake for their Sunday meeting.
It was a always a point of contention between the two that Greg turn off his ethereal light as not only was it disturbing to the other customers but it had a habit of turning Wayne’s skinny white latte sour.
As a compromise Wayne would dampen down his adversarial nature, which was intimidating to any one who happened to look into his eyes. So with both divine beings settled and more approachable they would meet and enjoy Rose’s fare for not only did she make a brilliant latte she sold the best Angel cakes and Devil’s Mud cake you would ever taste.
Usually at these meetings the two would discuss the previous weeks soul collection. It was a sort of personal scoreboard each loved to indulge in. Wayne has a thing for possessions and would often brag about his collected rewards ravaging the community and spewing forth bile in the most monstrous of ways.
To Greg, all this was such an anathema to his very pure soul. Sin he shivered over and it often showed a crack in his normally halcyon personality. He would smile vainly at the thought of the lost souls being gathered by Wayne’s unsympathetic allies and cast into the depths of hell’s burning furnaces.
There were of course good things on both sides. Hell served the best ham sandwiches in all eternity, which of course played havoc with the Jewish souls. Heaven was known for its slow cooked casseroles, which always surprised both entities when they thought about it.
Wayne found absolution the absolute anathema and would ridicule Greg’s belief that the light of absolution was the way forward. Wayne had little sympathy for Greg’s contention that without absolution there was no move towards any sort of light and you’d be wasting your time in any sort of earnest hallowing to change that.
Greg would simply grimace as the suggestion that heaven was all in the mind and that hell was everyone’s reality, sip on his latte, munch into his angel cake and remind Wayne that the next round was on him.