LiTTLE CHERiNE Book 02 - post047
She stood aside and gestured to my soul mates. They walked in, simply dressed, at an age of about thirteen. There was a glow about them; the look of children who feel surrounded by a very deep love for them and know they are cared for. Slowly they walked over to me and I became aware of them also monitoring me. I got the healer to reinforce me and dampen some of my reactions to the sight of them.
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The room remained silent, but underneath that silence was a mixture of emotions wildly out of control. For the first time for a long time it was I who now monitored and looked at their feelings. I do not believe that there is one perfect kind of beauty that appeals to all. But when there is great beauty and it is accompanied by that something extra, whether it be personality, a glow that comes from within or I know not what else, then the beauty, it seems, becomes universal and enchants.
The twins have it all. They are as if designed for me, as was their mother. From the shapes of their almond shaped eyes, their sweet noses, the shape of the face and chin, their slim long arms and legs, those heavenly bodies, all were my ideal. The long glowing hair rich with the sheen of perfect health would have been the dream of any advertising mogul. I just knew that once their scent touched me my healer will no longer be able to help me resist them. Soon as I touch that golden skin of satin I will be exploding with such love and adoration I’ll be left to be little more than their plaything, no longer able to resist them, whatever the cost of such passion and need.
They stood in front of me, but kept a distance of about two metres. They dared a smile and I felt my knees would not hold me up. I had to speak, try to take my mind off the turmoil within me. What gave me the strength was the fear I felt in them. I also felt their reaction to me and I could not believe how they too were affected. I could not allow them to be hurt in the slightest way. I steeled myself and smiled back at them.
“My dearest friends, I thought it was time you all meet my lovely twin daughters Alexis and Nicole. As you all know, their mother is our lovely Diana. I think that she and nature have outdone themselves and given us the rarest beauty with which to brighten our lives. I know their souls too, and apart from the slight taint of a sliver of my soul, I would say these are two of the most glorious souls I have ever seen. Those of you who are feeling they could fall in love, be warned, they are already spoken for, they belong to my circle and I will not give them up for anyone.
My sweet daughters, welcome. I hope I live a thousand years so that I have time enough to give you a hint of the love I feel already. I promise to greet you properly with my arms about you soon as I am well enough to bear holding creatures made of so much beauty and love.”
“Father, we have waited” - “so long to feel you are not disappointed” - “in us. We have feared you would find us” - “not worthy of the sacrifice” - “you made for us.”
“Are you two always going to speak like this? Verbal ping-pong?”
They gave a sweet giggle and nodded.
“I think we will have to dress you in different colours so that we know what to call you.”
“It does not matter father” - “we do not mind being called by either name.”
“I mind. Now, I suggest you go meet each of our friends so that we can all sit and eat.” I had not known I would have the strength, but I managed to tear my eyes away from them and went to put my arms around Diana.
“Thank you my love. I am so glad you wanted to have them. They are divine. To think that such miracles could come out of the two of us.” I pulled her chin up to look into those eyes that make me dizzy. “Please do not fear that they can ever take your place. There is a special place in my heart that belongs only to you. Can you feel the way you make me feel?” She wanted to cry, but there were too many people around, so she took hold of my hand and brought my fingers to her lips. I did not reprimand her. I took her fingers to my lips and smiled at her. “Mother of my children, you are all you ever could have hoped to be.”
There was no limit put on the stay of the twins. They were courted by all, their own hearts not only touching but being touched. I heard their giggle as they answered someone and every now and then looked at them. They were such happy sweet angels that I wondered, could there be one person in the whole world that would not love them, treasure them like a rare and impossible dream? That brought back the memory of the photos and I had to slam my mind shut so fast it was felt by all. Cherine was instantly at my side, but I had by then locked it all away and opened myself to her again. I could not help the sadness as I smiled at her.
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“Cherine baby, after supper, could we form the golden ring of love? Not as we did for the broadcasting. Just a sweet and gentle loving by each of us to all of us. I need to be reminded that hate is a weakness, not a strength.” She stared at me, concern in her eyes, but nodded her agreement.
We formed the circle of love and it was the perfect ending to a lovely evening. I expected questions, attempts at probing once we were alone. Instead what they did was take me to our bed, undress and hold me tenderly, all of them keeping their thoughts and feelings gentle with love for me until I slept. Perhaps I should be ill more often!
I began to do a little work again, though, whenever I got inspired it took the anger of my girls to pull me away. I spent time going to movies with them, for walks in parks or a drive up to the mountains, where we walked amongst the fir trees, our lungs filled with the scent of their resin.
Since I was not allowed to jump, we took drives to the beach and played games, relaxed in the sun and ate delicious foods at tavernas that were unknown to tourists but frequented by the locals. Within the Athens area it has become more difficult to find a decent taverna that does not charge exorbitant prices - the locals discovered the snobbish pleasures of tasting French, Italian and other national dishes. It is considered ‘modern’ to be seen there, not at the tavernas - and thus the cost of eating at tavernas has risen too high. I assured the girls that all things come around in a circle and someday the Greeks will re-discover their own cuisine.
This time of recuperation became also a time of drawing closer, of getting to know each other better. I learnt, again, that loving the girls is only a small part of our relationships. Getting to know them and like them is just as important. I discovered to my delight little quirks to their personalities and find I now treasure them even more. I hope they too feel the same about me, though I doubt it.
One morning, sitting at a beach taverna enjoying dishes of grapes and other fruits (instead of the fizzy cold drinks the girls had wanted) I noticed that Meli was lost deep in thought. I assumed she was making up some story and did not disturb her.
“Robbie, Alki - all of you. I’ve been trying to find a name for us. I think I’ve got it.”
“Tell us love.”
“I like the name…you might think it sounds silly.” She hesitated. “The Cherinians.”
Cherine hated the idea and cringed at the tumultuous agreement by the other girls. Marian kept quiet, but the tears on the face she averted spoke for her.
“Melinaki mou, you would name us after my granddaughter?”
“Yes father. All we are we owe to her and Robert. Robertinians does not sound so good and anyway, she is the true Giver of the Gift. From her comes all.”
“Do I have a say in this?” They all looked at me and Cherine groaned with dismay. “If Cherine would allow us to call ourselves the Cherinians, she will be doing us a great honour. My love, will you make it official by giving us your consent?”
“It sounds horrible Robert.”
“Will you do us the honour?”
Her face sank out of view as her hair covered it, looking down at her shoes she nodded.
“Cherine, this is too solemn a moment for us to accept a nod. Please answer us, will you do us the honour?”
Softly she whispered her “Yes.”
“That was brave love. I say brave, for your name will be hated by many.” She looked up at me in dismay. “All the humans who see the Cherinians as a threat will hate your name. When we are threatened and killed, when we are tempted to kill, when we are reviled, betrayed and suffer, we will all be able to lift our heads high and say, ‘I am a Cherinian, named after the Mother of our species.’ And that will give us the pride and courage to carry on. You, and Meli, have given us a great gift today.”
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Alki was staring at me with his mouth hanging open. A great fear was in his eyes, but he waited until we were alone. “You have prophesied for us Roberto? These things will come to pass?”
“No. Common sense says they will happen. We will have to try to find ways to make the world accept us, see us for what we are. However, there will always be the many who fear what is new.”
“You are an artist Roberto, my daughter is a story teller. Cannot the two of you, between you, find a way to make the world welcome us?”
“The way the world is going, the right publicity campaign would make a big difference. Do not discount people like yourselves and Nicko. The web, the Internet, it could become a powerful tool for us. We are too few to go public yet. I also will not allow it until we are beyond the Cherine problem.”
“What problem?”
“If anything happens to her there will be no Cherinians. We need to find more talents like her, or else we must find a way to create them. We cannot be a viable species if we all depend on one.”
Αλέξανδρος Ζήνον Ευσταθίου
(Alexander Zenon Eustace)29th September, 2018
* posted on Steemit: 29th September, 2018
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Kalopernaei o Robert...
Gia ma doume tha brei ki allous san tim Cherine??
Hahaaaa kanei kai ti diakoli i Cherine gia yo cherinians....
Eipes sto proigoumeno post oti kati simanyiko tha ginei se ayto to post.. de to katalava omos... :(