Unlike her stone faced sisters, only she possessed the gall to weep.
A single, heavy tear glistened on the smooth skin of her face as it crept ever so slowly downwards. It hung on the edge of her cheek, taunting all in the room with its offensive presence. All eyes swung round towards the droplet. There were those present who glared at the thing with hate and scorn, while yet others prayed that it would leave the womanly creature’s face just as pure as it previously was.
With the weight of all these eyes upon it, it seemed that the tear was moved, perhaps by some mystical force, to depart the woman’s face. Time seemed to slow as it descended towards the floor below. Except the owner of this speck of liquid, all watched its fall. It hit the ground with an insignificant and inaudible noise. Near immediately, all focus returned towards the previous center of attention, a man standing in the center of the room.
“Continue with your report, Champion,” spoke one creature. She gestured towards the man, waving her hand in allowance.
“As I was saying, Holy Ones, they have refused our most generous offer. They insist that they are fine as they are; they claim to have their own way of enlightenment.” Reported the man. Upon finishing his statement, he shifted uncomfortably. The one who had addressed him only moments ago now scowled at him.
“The nerve of such an insignificant race of beings! Do they not know that there is no truer way than ours? Do they think that their own faiths are better than ours?” Roared she.
“To be honest, O Righteous One, they have no faith. I am told that they trust in their machines more so than our gods,” Corrected the man.
The “Righteous One” leapt up from her throne in rage. She opened her mouth in preparation to let out a spew of ire filled comments. However, another one of the feminine entities in the room quickly stopped her, lest they hear her rave for an eternity.
“Calm, Justice, we have other matters to attend to,” stated this one. She glanced down towards the man standing in the middle of the room. “You are dismissed, Champion, return to your duties.”
The man bowed low before the women in the room, humbling himself before he gathered himself to back out. As he slipped silently out of the meeting chamber, those left remaining turned towards each other, intent on discussing the next matter that deserved their attention.
“My sisters, I believe it is time to make up our minds. What shall we do?”
They all answer unanimously.
“We go to war.”625Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5HHia8PlfW
