Port of Poseidonia: Grooming in Chicago Special Chapter" In this Special Chapter, that was not suppose to be, but as you can see is, was added in-between two chapters, was because I had found out something Lilies had done in Chicago, and thought you might be interest in knowing, oh, it is not so much in the dark world, or even of Atlantis, but quite different, yet it all of course started because of, "The Port of Poseidonia," had their been no Port, I'd not be able to write this short lived vignette. Part XVI Dull and pretty, that was Annabel in a nutshell. She had been crying for days, possibly a suicide case. It would seem so, she cancelled all her appointments, avoided school and for this teenager, life seemed stressful, wanting to be popular, yet not knowing why she did, or why she wasn't'. Oh it was a little assignment for Ms Lilies from the angelic realm but she was willingly to take the mission on; even though she was not much older when she had taken her life to be with her first love, that being, the person who became King of Atlantis [see previous chapters; she thought that was the unpardonable sin, but it wasn't]. And had she not done this, life may have played a sweeter roll for her, for he did survive the duet-suicide (as one of course knows if you look through Atlantis' history). Oh she held no animosity toward Phrygian, her first and only love, it was just sad he didn't make it to her realm, yet she never quite felt depressed about it, a fact is a fact, there are reasons we do not know involved her, so she had learned, I mean she was perhaps 12,000-years old now, not babe by any means; so it must be me feeling sad for her. In any case, here she was in Chicago, a city in a country called the United States, on the North American Continent. Lilies showed up in Annabel's bedroom, like a ghost almost, she just appeared out of nowhere, and when Annabel, seventeen years old saw this, her eyes opened wide like golf balls, and was about to scream, she lost her voice somehow before that could take place. And then she thought, thought Annabel, 'what a pretty little angel,' for Lilies was but five foot tall, and a beauty at such a height all the same, and with a golden heart (that last part she didn't quite know yet). She then took in a deep breath, swallowed to make sure she was not dreaming, thus, shaking her head at the same time. "Awe, yaw...yes, is this real?" she finally concluded. "Awe, yaw...yes, it is real!" said the little angel, Lilies. Everything was silent for the moment, no words. She was living with her father, her mother had passed on, had cancer, died some several years prior to this. Lilies noticed she had a dull looking dress on, a gloomily one if anything. She had no makeup on either, had a frown on her face, her eyebrows were out of whack; her lips seemed pressed tight against one another no color to them, if not white from pressing them tightly, and her teeth looked a bit yellowish; her hair was in knots"ah, what a mess. "Images, you are a poor image for a beautiful teenager...you are a gloomy picture of a sad angel." "What!" she said angrily. "You lack confidence, and how can anyone have confidence when they do not take care of them selves. Even angels got to comb their wings now and then (she chuckled at that as she said it).You're weight is twenty pounds too much. In my day, it was good to have weight, to have a full shape, body that is, not too thin, and not to fat, yet I dare say, fat is better than bones. But you are too fat. Oh, this was not good, not good at all. Annabel wanted to swing at her, punch her in the nose, punch her lights out, but she knew she was a angel, and that was like punching in the wind, a waist of effort. "So," said the snobby part of her personality, "so what are you here for, to insult me?" "No, no, no, my lovely"yet ugly duckling... [A pause] I'm here to groom you back into the beautiful duckling you are suppose to be." Annabel thought about that, she was going into a depression, she kind of knew that. And was talking about different ways of how to get rid of her ugly life, --I mean, if this was life, and all life had to offer, why live it; to parade around as an ugly duckling, you know such things but you don't want the echo back, and sometimes it is plain laziness. 2 Lessons Said the little angel with hope in her eyes now, a cheerful smile, and for some reason, she was even more excited about this assignment than the one she previously had with Skullmas. "Charm my dear is when you know it is all there"the way you want it to be." 'Well,' thought Annabel, 'that makes sense.' Yet it was a mystery yet for here. You can say all you want, but she remained still an ugly duckling. At that moment, Lilies took Annabel's lovely full and red eyebrows, brushed them out, and trimmed them herself [said a prayer before doing it of course, a silent one, that she'd not make a mistake, and she didn't]. "Part one complete," she softly said, with a voice of accomplishment and confidence. She then looked at her yellowish stained teeth, and pulled out a substance from inside her gown, and told Annabel to go brush them now. And Annabel did. When she was done, they shinned like polished ivory, glowing gold (ah, but the formula is not for sale though). Then she cut and trimmed and shampooed her hair, placed it in an old style from the days of Atlantis, it looked as if she was a Greek statue at the Louver in Paris. Then for two weeks she danced and played with Annabel, getting her ready, her posture, her voice to speak a little slower, a bit softer. She had even brought back fabric and somehow made bright colored clothes for Annabel, it looked a bit like Atlanteon (but then that is what she knew best), or even a ting on the Greek side, with a slant toward Egyptian a necklace that was from, 600 BC, not fancy but colorful; but it gave a royal tone to everything, she looked sharp, and with a good taste to it. Showed her curves, for she had now lost fifteen pounds, and was of a beauty to be reckon with. Said Lilies, on the last day of her assignment, "Your charm will come when you least expect it, like a bird perched on a branch, and everyone is looking at you; just remember you are the bird, and remain calm, and perched, everything else will fall in place in due time." "Oh, but you must not go now," she said, said Annabel, about to cry. 3 Annabel Annabel never seen the little angel again, nor did she commit suicide, nor did she not attend school, or college, or go on to marry a professional, but marry whom she wanted, for she herself became a professional. Had she seen Lilies again, possibly it would have reminded her of those youthful days, and Lilies knew that, and the memory of such events are stronger left alone, alone that is until it is her turn to become a little angel, for in the back of her mind, it was there, oh yes, it was her second quest in life. And she was hoping Lilies would be her guide when the day game. Part Two [Grooming in Chicago] 4 The Meeting Phrygian had asked Lilies to meet him, knowing about her arrival back in Chicago, and she agreed. They met, in the sunny summer afternoon at Navy Pier, a kind of festive area, many kids around, a few rides, a tour bus going back and froth to all the popular spots in the city. They both sat on a bench overlooking the great lake area. Said Lilies to Phrygian with a graceful and fascinating settled tone to her voice: "In your heart you think evil," Phrygian hadn't said a word yet, not one word, 'why can she read my mind,' he asked himself, now turning his head away from her. And he then talked to her about how much he had missed her not quite looking at her, and explained how his father had revived him after trying to commit suicide with her so many years ago. That he had wished he was never invigorated. Said Lilies with a kind of good-natured frown, "If you call me your first and only true love, how is it you married, not once but twice?" Phrygian did not have the words to carry on the dialogue. And dared not ask any decisive questions, save for the fact she had wisdom beyond his; for his way of thinking was mostly convoluted psychotic and abstruse genius if anything, and she knew this, and could lay him bare should he fight with words trying to make foolishness triumph over wisdom. In other words, he asked to have a meeting with her for false reasons, she only came to let him know that he was part of the ungodly order and she was in the divine order of the Son of God. The extent of this visit simply brought out the faith in ones order; he concluded he could not endure her wisdom in the measure she was willing to display it, and thus, left without a goodbye. |
