Me Me Monday: Danyel, Tayel, and the Voice of Dyvian

Danyel: Once Upon a Time is over at the Formerly Forbidden Cauldron right now. (He shudders.)

Tayel: Secrets may be revealed to one from another universe trapped in a crystal coffin that remain hidden to us.

Danyel: Do you think he’s telling Quartz his plans? Should we spy on him?

(A red curtain appears behind the twins in the misty landscape of the Cauldron. Yes, it’s the same curtain which often appears in Secondary Characters Speak Out.)

Voice of Dyvian: (It comes from behind the curtain.) There’s no need to spy on me, little ones. All I say is available for anyone who wishes to visit, including you.

(This is true. You can all read what Dyvian is saying to Quartz at inspirationcauldron.blogspot.com.)

Tayel: Transparency can be the perfect concealment for an opaque nature.

Danyel: Opaque?! Lord Dyvian is the very essence of darkness, a black which absorbs and devours all colour behind a pair of rainbow eyes, which are just a cold reflection of Christopher’s!

Voice of Dyvian: You wound me, little Hand of Seraphix. Not to mention you judge me most unfairly. Christopher’s nature isn’t that different than my own. I would think you all people would understand this, after what he did to you during Camp NaNoWriMo.

Tayel: Truth is on his lips, even if they’re truths meant to entrap and ensnare. Once Upon a Time would have more insight into Happily Ever After than you.

Danyel: No, he wouldn’t. Christopher isn’t Happily Ever After, not always.

Voice of Dyvian: Such denial of your flawed, hungry creator’s nature. I envy Christopher’s ability to inspire devotion in others, even his victims.

Tayel: You were nearly Christopher’s victim, Danyel. Not Happily Ever After, but Christopher. He almost drained you of your warmth, reducing you to a shadow of yourself.

Danyel: Why are you siding with Leiwell’s lord? Don’t tell me he charmed you as well?

Tayel: One can acknowledge the honesty in another’s words without being charmed by them. You view Christopher in the rosy light of idealization, much as you do our brother.

Danyel: Maybe I’ve met a side of Christopher you haven’t beyond the Door. Maybe you view both Leiwell and Christopher as part of a dark landscape filled with hungry creatures waiting to attack.

Tayel: (He looks furious, opens his mouth, only to close it. His expression turns thoughtful.) There may be some truth in your words. That doesn’t mean there isn’t any in mine.

Voice of Dyvian: (He chuckles behind the curtain.) You two are adorable. I can see why Seraphix dotes on you. I wish I could win your loyalty as well as your older brother’s.

Danyel: Never. We’re never going fall for your pretty words and promises the way Leiwell did.

Tayel: An opaque nature is not one which wins affection by revealing itself, but by presenting what others want to see.

Voice of Dyvian: And you see this only too keenly, little Eye of Seraphix. Consider this, even as you reject me. Wouldn’t Leiwell and the rest of your family, not to mention everyone you care about be safer if you were at my side, keeping that sharp sight of yours trained on me?

Danyel: Don’t listen to him, Tayel.

Voice of Dyvian: And you, little Hand of Seraphix, wouldn’t you be in a better position to act if you were at your twin’s side the moment he detected any naughtiness on my part?

Tayel: Nothing you say hasn’t already crossed my mind.

Voice of Dyvian: Well, just keep these cross thoughts in your minds, my dears. I’ll be waiting for you when you finally come to your senses.

(The red curtain disappears.)

Danyel: What a bad joke about cross thoughts. Not only is a villain, he has a terrible sense of humour.

Tayel: Terrible truths are sometimes worse than lies. Cross thoughts may well occur as Once Upon a Time draws closer to Leiwell, our mothers, to Damian and to Christopher.

Danyel: Please tell me you’re not considering accepting his offer.

Tayel: I consider many things. As do you.

Danyel: Maybe you’re right. Let’s consider other things as well before we go accepting the greedy hand of Once Upon a Time.

Tayel: Or the equally greedy hand of Happily Ever After.

Danyel: I still have a hard time seeing Christopher, my Christopher as Happily Ever After.

Tayel: He’s not just your Christopher any more than he’s simply Damian’s Christopher. He’s many things including Happily Ever After.

Danyel: I guess he’ll always be Christopher to me.

Tayel: Beware of that feeling. It could deceive and devour you, stealing you from yourself.

Danyel: It’s possible to steal yourself back. Christopher did.

Tayel: Not as he once was. I would grieve to lose you, Danyel, as Christopher once lost Damian.

Danyel: I’m not planning on going anywhere.

Tayel: We’re always moving, even when we’re standing still.

Danyel: All right, if I do go, I’ll make sure to look back, to be certain you’re with me. If not, I’ll come looking for you.

Tayel: Don’t make promises you can’t keep or that will put you in danger.

Danyel: Don’t worry about things that haven’t happened yet and we cannot help.

Tayel: What has happened will happen again.

Danyel: Don’t spoil the wave, remember?

Tayel: I doubt I’ve revealed anything a reader hasn’t already guessed.

Danyel: Let’s leave it at that.

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Phaedra, Pausania, and the eyeball will be picking up where they left off last week in A Symposium in Space…

“I believe she welcomes an escape from the affections of her overly enthusiastic beloved. Thus she will be honoring us with her presence at this gathering, along with Aristophania.”

At least I’d heard of Aristophania. Her webcasts were hilarious, although Pausania and others muttered that she was quite dated and stale in her routines.

“Sokrat and Aristophania.” What appeared to be an eyelid lowered in a coy fashion over the orb while regarding Pausania.

 

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Me Me Monday: Danyel and Tayel

Danyel: I can’t believe what happened during Camp NaNoWriMo! We’re actually inside Christopher’s mind, living in his past with him as it happens!

Tayel: Too much knowledge spoils the crashing power of the waves of story. Ride the waves without diminishing their might.

Danyel: I’m not spoiling the story. I’m blurbing, blurb, blurb, blurby blurb, to quote our creatrix in all of her silliness.

Tayel: Don’t do that. (He tries not to shudder and fails.)

Danyel: What? Blurb, blurb, blurby blurb?

Tayel: Yes. That. (He glowers at his twin.) You sound like a demonic frog.

Danyel: Why, how straightforward of you to say so, Tayel. (He grins at his twin with a glee many a sibling may sympathize with.) Maybe I should blurb, blurb, blurby blurb more often.

Tayel: A return to the point would be better. Much better. Now.

Danyel: Now that’s a change. Usually you love to meander.

Tayel: I may hide my meaning, but I seldom meander from the point.

Danyel: And what is the point?

Tayel: To respond to the events of My Tool, My Treasure without revealing enough to diminish the power of the waves.

Danyel: Meaning don’t spoil the story. Why must you make everything you say a mystery?

Tayel: For the same reasons that tempt you to question everything.

Danyel: Someone has to ask questions. You never do. I’ve often wondered why.

Tayel: I’ve often tried to explain. Asking questions opens a Door in your mind. Anything might pop out and savage your thoughts.

Danyel: Yes, but how can you learn anything without asking questions?

Tayel: One learns entirely too much just by watching and listening.

Danyel: One being you. That doesn’t always work for me.

Tayel: Perhaps it’s just as well. A pond can remain beautiful without dropping a stone in it.

Danyel: The ripples are so entrancing, though, the way they spread out from the point where the stone entered the pond.

Tayel: You have entirely too much company in your fascination. (He looks away, a slight blush colouring his cheeks.)

Danyel: Are you speaking of yourself or someone else?

Tayel: That’s enough revelations for one blog.

Danyel: Wait, we haven’t said anything about My Tool, My Treasure yet!

Tayel: We’ve said plenty. We can say more next week.

Danyel: (turning towards the readers) Yes, he’s always this way, if you’re wondering.

Tayel: (with a tranquil face) Thank you.

Danyel: (mutters) Blurb, blurb, blurby, blurb…

Tayel: (turning to his twin with a scowl) Stop that.

Danyel: (doesn’t say anything, just smirks)

Tayel: …

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I’m continuing from where I left off last Saturday (I posted last Saturday, but I didn’t manage to put the link on the Facebook site) with Phaedra, Pausania, and the eyeball in A Symposium in Space…

 

I wasn’t used to this level of complexity in a simple communicator, but I was behind the times. Or so Pausania kept telling me.

Perhaps she was right. I had no idea who Sokrat was.

Pausania did, judging from the way her eyes widened. “Sokrat? How did you manage to persuade her to come?”

 

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Conversations with Christopher: After Camp NaNoWriMo

Christopher: Camp NaNoWriMo was quite the nightmare. I learned all sorts of things about myself I didn’t know, things I’d rather not know. (He shudders.) Here I was certain some of my darker tendencies came from being a shadow.

Dyvian: The you in My Tool, My Treasure is an arachnocrat. Boys treated as rare blossoms in Arachne’s Gardens are just as predatory as the ladies whose hunger they serve. (He smiles, showing a hint of sharp teeth.) We just rarely have the opportunity to explore it, since our Marriage Feasts nip that potential in the bud. Perhaps that’s a wise move on our ladies’ part.

Christopher: I didn’t notice your Feast stopping you…Once Upon a Time. Even in your still state, you appear to be discovering your potential beyond the Door.

Dyvian: As are you…Happily Ever After.

Christopher: Somehow that title seems more like a cruel joke than anything I can achieve.

Dyvian: I’m certain you will do all you can to accomplish whatever is possible for all poor shadows seeking happiness. You have a kind heart, after all, ready to check your predatory instincts.

Christopher: Heart and instincts being at odds is not a happy way to live or end.

Dyvian: Ah, but isn’t it interesting? I look forward to exploring our powers and true natures in My Tool, My Treasure, as well as the books that follow it.

Christopher: I’m dreading it myself. (He shudders again.)

Dyvian: How can you dread discovering the truth about yourself? Just what do you want?

Christopher: Not to hurt anyone. To live without harming others.

Dyvian: I’m beginning to see why Damian offered you his life at the Navel in return for the Shadow Forest. Perhaps he was trying to grant your wish, to give you that simple, blameless life you craved.

Christopher: He did it at the expense of his own!

Dyvian: Look at it this way. You have a chance to save your beloved Damian if you take your life back. If you become Happily Ever After, you can become Damian’s Happily Ever After, rescuing him from the tragedy his choices being upon him.

Christopher: You’re a very manipulative man, as I’m sure you know. And yes, I say “man”, even though I’m not sure how you managed to age after your Marriage Feast.

Dyvian: Every Ashelocke has his secrets, my dear. You’ll have to wait for the answers along with the readers. As for my manipulations, I’ve suggested nothing you haven’t thought of yourself or acted upon.

Christopher: No spoilers, Dyvian, please. We’ve dropped too many as it is.

Dyvian: I wouldn’t dream of it. I, for one, am enjoying keeping up a little mystery.

Christopher: More than a little…(sighs)

Dyvian: Come, come, it’s not like you don’t have your secrets, too.

Christopher: Even I’m not sure what they are. You seem to know far more about yours than I do mine.

Dyvian: Well, I am assuming the mantle of Once Upon a Time. You wouldn’t wish to know everyone’s Happily Ever After, would you? Not that you won’t manipulate events to achieve the endings you wish.

Christopher: You’re verging close to a spoiler again. Don’t think I didn’t notice how you avoided the subject of secrets.

(Dyvian says nothing, only offers an enigmatic smile.)

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Phaedra, Pausania and the err, eyeball are going to pick up where they left off last Saturday in A Symposium in Space…

“You never touch anything that questions or casts them in an unflattering light.”

“Ah, but would I be inviting Sokrat if that were true?” A sly tone laced with humor emitted from the mechanical device.

I wondered if Agathea had given it her voice. What projected from the orb was such a caressing, sensual tone. It rivaled Pausania’s own for the levels of malice it could deliver, wrapped in a disguise of courtesy.

 

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A is for Achille/Aissa

That fool scribbler, how dare she forget me! I am the mightiest of the Achaens! Well, I am here now, apart from the rabble from that Blogging From AZ April Project: Character Conflicts. I never cared to be associated with most of them, yet being separated from my sweet Troile was intolerable. I’ve gone through many labour to win my Trojan beauty, battling his brother, found myself pitted against one whom I once loved with all my heart, risked shame by brokering a peace between Achaens and Trojans, only to be stopped by that sniveling coward Paris…I cannot believe he is of the same stock as my beloved. Not to mention slipping on a skirt in public, although that was not nearly as humilating as I feared. It brought me surprising enlightenment and insight into the ways of women, which is one of the reasons I persuaded Troile to do the same. What kind of a lover would I be, if I didn’t share my insight with my beloved? It was well that we had Briseis, otherwise known as Cressida aiding us under the guise of being my spoil of war. Thus the legend of Princess Polyxena of Troy began, with few guessing she was also Prince Troile. I wasn’t half as convicing when I played the role of Aissa on the Isle of Scyros. This is our story, Troile’s and mine, told in Aissa and Polyxena, which is not a Work in Progress, but a finished, mythical tale of cross-dressing, searching for a place of publication. Our fool of a scribbler has yet to do anything but collect rejection slips thus far. As if I would ever accept rejection for myself, let alone Troile! The mightiest of the Achaens is certainly equal to harrowing to any dwarf in a crystal coffin when it comes to harrowing absent-minded scribblers! I shall bear down upon her addled wits, not relenting until she finds us a publisher! If necessary, I’ll go to the very gods, see if they can persuade her to self-publish. I will not be pushed back into a jumble of unfinished stories, forgotten! I shall slash, kick, and fight my way through those insubstantial phantoms cluttering up the scribbler’s imagination, even if they have no form to slice.

By Zeus’s beard, they are impossible to cut! No matter. I shall make enough noise, breaking and slicing, so the scribbler can’t ignore me. Our story will be heard! By the gods, I swear it!

I may be up here for some while. Doesn’t the scribbler ever get her imagination in order? What a disorganized creatrix. She ought to thank me. By kicking things over, I’m remind her of what’s here. Be grateful, scribbler. Be very grateful.

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BloggingFromAZ is over, so I’m back to post on Saturdays again. I figured I’d pick up where I left off in A Symposium in Space last weekend…

A slight note of menace entered the voice. “Do you truly wish to shun my company? I’m collecting guests exalted enough to impress even one as cynical as yourself.”

“Exalted isn’t how I’d describe your collections.” Pausania waved her free hand in languid dismissal. “You’re all about the latest trends.”

 

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