Ive never been a goal-oriented person. You cant win the lottery if you dont buy a ticket, for sure that is true. But then, you cant win the lottery even if you do buy a ticket. That isnt quite as true, but its pretty fucking close.
Dont get wrong, if you have a very clear idea of what you want and your desire for that thing is all-consuming, I fully understand the need to pursue your objective with every ans at your disposal. As long as you dont drag into your desperate, flailing attempt to clamber over those in your way to be the proud owner of whichever shiny-shiny thats caught your eye, good luck to you.
Personally, I dont feel any such need. Maybe one day, there will be sothing I want so bad I will be willing to put everything on the line for a chance just a chance to get it.
Im assuming I will know when it happens my eyes will bug out, my tongue will roll out of my mouth down to my feet and an Awooga! sound will play, according to the cartoons of my childhood. It hasnt happened yet.
Joshaya, in the body of Arthur, had pinned down. He cant have been much heavier than , but he was applying the pressure of a small celestial body, flattening . I couldnt move, and not because I was enjoying being sat on while naked.
You left your body in there? Joshaya seed both appalled and confused. It ca out as pissed off. How? How is that possible?
Dont ask , I wasnt the one who arranged it.
Joshaya let go of my neck and stood up without bending his knees, which was eerie. Then who?
I rubbed my throat and was about to heal myself I didnt want to start out in a brand new body with scuff marks but the pain subsided before I had the chance. The new body was made of resilient stuff. Maybe it had been grown from a rubber plant.
Arthur. Arthur gave this body and took my old one as a trade-in. You saw the state it was in, right? Every ti I used magic it aged a hundred years, the joints were worn out and dont even ask about my digestion.
Lying, it turns out, is a lot of fun. Theres no better way for you to make clear your disdain for soone without making it clear at all.
Joshaya clenched his jaw and glared at . That isnt possible. It makes no sense.
You know Arthur, always working on a new innovation, the latest upgrade. Every innovation is new and every upgrade is the latest, thats how those words work, but I was enjoying piling up the nonsense. Joshaya may have been an omnipotent supernatural being, but that didnt make him anything special.
I dont know if youd call it a purpose, but I finally had a goal I was interested in reaching. I didnt know how I was going to do it, yet, but finding a way to put Joshaya inside the void realm was number one on my unwritten bucket list.
It wouldnt take fighting or overpowering him with magic there was no way I was a match for him in those areas. If I was going to do it, it had to be sothing more subtle. Sothing he wouldnt see even if he was looking for it.
Arthur made this body.
Thats right, I said.
You wanted to get rid of your old body because of how terrible it was.
I nodded. It was throwing myself under the bus sowhat, but a good lie is built on the truth, and a good truth is horribly embarrassing and painful. Always. If you hear a truth that makes you happy and comfortable, I suggest a recount.
So Arthur made you a new body that looks exactly like the old one? There was so incredulity to his question, like he couldnt quite grasp why anyone would want to swap out the old for the old. Like leaving your wife for a woman of exactly the sa age and sa size breasts. Pointless.
Yes, I said. Keep it simple, let him do the work of convincing himself.
Why would you want an exact duplicate of that?
Fortunately, I wasnt one to take offence when insulted about my physical appearance. Or my lack of character. Or my poor qualities. You learn to accept your flaws when you discover you cant get rid of them by eating cake. At least I tried.
I know, its more of a lateral move than a promotion. But even though it looks the sa, this ones got a lot of hidden features. Gives excellent mileage and two cup-holders. There are also a bunch of add-ons I can get, but the cost is a bit much. You know how it is with microtransactions.
Joshaya wasnt paying attention to as I wittered on. That was fine by . Let him think things over and try to formulate a new sche on the fly. These thousand-year-old beings may be great at making plans that take aeons to co to fruition, but give them two minutes to work out a new route to the promised land because of unexpected roadworks, and theyre stumped.
You must get your body back, he insisted.
? I said. No, I dont think so. Not really interested. And in any case, its Arthur you want to talk to. He owns it now.
Joshaya pulled a face. What does he plan to do with it?
I dont know. Wear it around the house, probably. Hes a very weird bloke, you know? Last ti I saw him, he was a chubby girl with insect wings. I an, he seems a nice enough bloke, but I wouldnt let him babysit, if you know what I an.
From Joshayas expression, he did not know what I ant.
I must have your body, said Joshaya, with a fierce determination no one had ever used when saying those words to .
Why? I asked. What can it do that I cant?
He looked at like he wasnt sure he should say anything more. Which was fine by . If he didnt want to reveal anything else, then there was no reason to keep here.
He could kill or threaten or maybe try to bribe , but I was happy to reject all offers, which I think he was well aware of. It wouldnt get him what he wanted. The other thing about not having strong attachnts is that nobody can use them as leverage against you. Whatever you love can and will be used against you. Most people see this as a worthwhile trade-off. I am not one of them.
You will find a way to
No.
You will or
Nope.
You dont want to say no to again, said Joshaya, with the kind of seriousness that makes your balls shrink.
Mine didnt shrink, which was probably more to do with the elasticity of the plant fibres used in the construction of this body.
I dont see what youre so worked up about, you got what you wanted, didnt you? Fengarad is under your control and the old gods are free. The bands back together.
Is there anything more infuriating than telling soone whos upset that theres nothing to be upset about?
Fengarad is a turd with wall around it, he said. There is nothing of use here.
Thats a bit harsh, isnt it? Im sure the local tourist board wouldnt agree.
Fengarad was for you, he said. He pointed at so there would be no confusion.
I checked behind , just in case. ? What would I do with it?
Rule.
Why would I want to rule here? You know, its very passive-aggressive forcing unrequested jobs onto soone without asking. Is the fairy world really this inconsiderate?
Seeing as how the fairy world was fine with killing people and bringing back their corpses as at puppets, the answer was probably yes. Good thing I was being rhetorical.
I dont care what you would prefer, said Joshaya, your body is the key, and the throne of Fengarad is the lock it must fit.
This was new. So, I was ant to find my way to the throne of Fengarad. And then what? I would sit down and suddenly my bum would unlock the thrones true potential? The back would lean to a forty-five-degree angle and a footrest would pop out of the bottom, and the crowd would gasp.
Its a miracle. Its him, he really is the one
Well Im sorry Ive ruined your plans, I said, but if youd said sothing earlier, maybe we could have sorted sothing out. I shrugged and raised my hands in helpless apology. Nothing I can do now, mate.
You must go back to Arthur.
Why dont you go back to Arthur? I asked with wide-eyed innocence.
Obviously, he wasnt going to stroll into a cell he wouldnt be able to get out of. He had a good reason to go, but he also needed a way out. One he believed couldnt be blocked.
Or, why dont you send one of the others? They already know what its like in there. Probably know their way around. Wait here, Ill go ask the Queen.
When you spend your life (in whichever world you happen to find yourself) not caring about yourself or others, it becos much easier to cope with the vagaries of existence. No, I didnt have the love and wealth others crave and often find, but that was okay. I was just passing through.
This attitude, while handy as a way to get from A to B when you are on your own, can grate on people. They find it irritating that they cant communicate their needs to you via the traditional civilised thods of good faith, blackmail and extortion. They often resort to less civilised thods.
I rose into the air as Joshaya grabbed by my throat again and lifted up so my feet were left swinging. He was about my height in his Arthur-guise, but that didnt seem to make it any harder for him to hoist into the air.
Then he brought slamming down, smashing my back into the floor. It happened so quickly, I couldnt react, not even ntally. I felt no pain, though, just a bit startled.
Enough of this, he hissed. Whatever fear stops you from aiding , I am more frightening. Whatever power you think will co save you, I am more powerful.
He was under the impression my lack of cooperation was due to so third party. One that was forcing to be of no help through sheer terror, or one I was expecting to ride to the rescue if I stalled for long enough.
It wasnt a bad assumption, but I had no one to fear or rely on. Just .
If youre so powerful, I managed to squeeze out of my restricted air passages, then what do you need for?
This is your fault, not mine, said Joshaya. I felt I was being unfairly insinuated into matters. Yours and those friends of yours. Okay, their responsibility I was happy to concede. This could have been settled long before now if only you had seen reason and just died when you were supposed to.
I guess on one level he was right. The George Bailey flashback of the world without in it would be everyone having a rry old ti and not missing one bit, and I wouldnt begrudge them their fun one bit. But I was here and shutting the stable door now would achieve nothing.
They hate us, said Joshaya.
Could you be a little more specific? I asked.
They hate us for our power and our gifts. They hate us for our wisdom and our lore. They hate that which they can never possess.
Its a clear signal that soone is kidding themselves when they start ascribing motivations to others, and then acting like their baseless speculations are correct. Its like Aricans saying, They hate us for our freedom. No, they dont. Nobody hates you for your freedom, they hate you for your movie trailers that reveal all the important plot points, including the ending, and for putting that ridiculous music over everything to make it seem like its going to be a more exciting movie than it is.
Fake bla is also an excellent way to make sure that whatever the true source of the problem is, you wont ever have to address it.
I ant could you be more specific about who hates you.
Them, he said, and threw through the wall.
The spire was made out of stone or tal or sothing equally hard and unbreakable. I blew a hole through it as I sailed out into the air, dust and debris flying out with .
I could have hit the eject button and left my body, but I was more curious to see what would happen when I landed. I had just smashed through a solid wall with no problem and the body I was in seed to be undamaged. No pain, no blood.
Had I unfairly maligned Maurices bodybuilding ability? Sotis, the most basic constructions are the toughest, and you didnt get more basic than what I was working with.
Joshaya wasnt going to simply let go, obviously. Most likely, he had thought if he destroyed this body, Id be forced to go back to the other one.
I needed a little ti to think things over, co up with a suitable plan for getting Joshaya back into the bottle. Normally, I would use the adjacent world for that sort of thing, but Joshaya would still be active. I didnt want him finding my real body while I was brainstorming.
Get to another spire, launch myself back to Gorgoth, make sure my body is stored sowhere he wont find it, that was my first priority. And maybe try to figure out what made my body so special all of a sudden.
I hit the ground with a resounding thump. I felt the earth sink beneath as I made a -sized crater. I lay there, blinking, slightly winded. A bunch of familiar faces leaned in to peer down at .
Hello, there, I said in my best General Kenobi.
Couldnt stay away, could you? said Maurice, shaking his head.
Why are you naked? said Claire.
I noticed Maurice had clothes on. I didnt feel particularly embarrassed, though. It wasnt like I was naked. It was more like when soone wears a kitchen apron with a picture of a bikini models body on it; a jokey kind of nudity. Still, Id have to get so clothes if I didnt want to stand out.
Wardrobe malfunction, I said as I got up.
The crowd had swiftly parted for my arrival, fully-rehearsed for the arrival of plumting bodies, and had ford a circle around us.
I brushed myself off. Sorry sorry, didnt an to intrude. Ill leave you to it. I looked around for a gap in the crowd. Quick escape, keep moving, get Joshaya into my trap before he could get into his. My gaze went all the way around until they ended up on Jenny. Unblinking, penetrating, thirsty.
Ill co with you, she said.
Um, no, that isnt
I will and it is, she said, face set to stun. I like you. I want to be with you. Thats it.
If this had been the entrance exam for the Ed Sheeran Songwriting Academy, she would have definitely got in. Full scholarship.
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