This week’s words: Absolute Precede Blip Cabal (n)) a small group of secret plotters, as against a government or person in authority. the plots and schemes of such a group; intrigue. a clique, as in artistic, literary, or theatrical circles.) Paper Asomatous (adj.)) Having no material body.) Hum Stand Above Item Opaque Fremdschämen (v)) To feel ashamed about something someone else has done.)
Mildred Thrup lived on the same street as Cyril Rum, Angel on sabbatical from Heaven.
She was fascinated by Cyril being an Angel and even more fascinated when Cyril revealed his asomatous. Mildred being the spinster she was, and arch-conservative in so many ways found Cyril’s assertion pertaining to his asomatous somewhat confronting and her initial reaction was to adjust her top button on her very conservative blouse. She looked away and up above the door jamb where a sheet of opaque glass allowed a steady stream of light through though in truth she was not sure where to cast her eyes in horror as to what Cyril was going to reveal.
Cyril laughed at her embarrassment and told her there was absolutely no reason for her to be alarmed. He pointed out that what she saw as his human form was really an illusion created so as not to frighten her. Large feathered wings were a little disconcerting for the average human being.
Cyril had spent his eternity with barely a blip to his name until one day it became apparent that even in angelic circles there were those who possess ambitions well above their stations.
An angelic cabal was discovered who were set on discrediting Angels such as Cyril. The plot was to drive a wedge between the angels and create doubt where there had never been doubt before. To angels such as Cyril, this fremdschamen brought about an unheard-of shame among the angels. When they had it so good why make a stand against the eternity they had where all was and should be good.
The plotters produced a paper trail and preceded to undermine the good angels their good intentions. Their actions produced a hum of dissent among the good angels, Cyril included such that one last item the over throw of the heaven resulted in the destruction of the plotters who were all cast out, their wings blackened, their names tarnished and told they were never to return.
Cyril had been hurt by the cabal, the damage long lasting until finally in the hope that he would once again be in a position to exercise his absolute control again he had taken leave and had chosen to live among the sinful humans.
Every day was another step along the learning curve of humanity and Cyril was happy to have a neighbour such as Mildred Thrup to help him along that path.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/07/03/wordle-161-2/
Well well well – another installment in the Cyril series – and it explains so much about how and why he came to be among the humans! Phew – what a story – hopefully Cyril gets over his Fremdschämen and can figure out where he, er … stands? LOL
Great job wordling Michael 😀 You always create and play with these things in wonderful fashion and today is no different! I certainly like how you painted the prim and very conservative Mildred Thrup – and yeah, the image of Cyril about to “flash reveal” himself, in his glory of wings, had me laughing in delight – I think most people would go absolutely mad if this were the case!
thanks for playing Michael 🙂
Always my pleasure Pat.
I love how you write about angels, Michael–they seem just like us!! 🙂
Well they are Jael….there maybe one standing next to you next time you go to the supermarket…