[ Gilgamesh smiles softly at those words, spoken in the tone of a precious secret between two beings from distant times. ]
It is my desire to remain at your side forever.
[ though as they both know, there are dreams which are beyond even his abilities, and forever is a promise neither of them has ever been able to make. mortality comes to all, and dread Ereshkigal's realm. Enkidu knew that all too well.
yet to dwell on such matters in the present is the height of foolishness, for they are here now. ]
No city within the cosmos needs the King of Heroes as much as does this one.
Yet my wanderings have been known to take me from city to city in ways which even I may not always predict. In one moment, I was entering that Underground. In another, I found myself returned to the golden city from whence I came. I walked, and I walked, thinking at the end, I would return to you. I knew now that I could find you somewhere beyond the horizon, waiting, so my heart was gladdened in my journeys.
[ he looks down at the hand Enkidu kisses, expression somber. ]
I shall not rebuke you for Bonding with others. Normally, I should test their mettle, yet it was I who undertook wanderings that parted me from my role as the arbiter of our household.
Well, we may speak upon that later. Essentially, since I absented myself to begin with, I shall permit your relations with these others.
[ and it goes without saying that for Enkidu to tend to Gilgamesh's Master is fitting. who else would be so equipped to the task?
so there is a symmetry to all that Enkidu says. yes, Gilgamesh is a jealous man, and it would be accurate to say that his internal reaction upon hearing news of his friend Bonding with others is... not entirely positive, yet his gaze is distant enough to apprehend what shall bring this beautiful friend the most joy, and that would be for relations with others to blossom like the flowers in the Wilde in the spring. Enkidu is no flower that may be tucked away in the dark, never to bloom, but must have the joy of relations with others. perhaps some glint of an acceptance, however, reluctant, may be found within the relative lack of argument that the King of Heroes presently offers. ]
For now, let us put the matter aside. We may move on.
[ which is the cue for his expression to become somewhat more mischievous. ]
Tell me, my friend, is it not true that you have your own exquisite creation within the Wilde? I heard something of you making a home of flowers... yes, you spoke of it to me before, yet I never had occasion to see. I left too soon. But I will stay longer now. Forgive me that. Come, take this hand. [ the hand they kiss. ] Show me your home in the Wilde, in the spring. It shall be as before, as our journey to the Cedar Forest.
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Date: 2020-11-04 06:37 am (UTC)It is my desire to remain at your side forever.
[ though as they both know, there are dreams which are beyond even his abilities, and forever is a promise neither of them has ever been able to make. mortality comes to all, and dread Ereshkigal's realm. Enkidu knew that all too well.
yet to dwell on such matters in the present is the height of foolishness, for they are here now. ]
No city within the cosmos needs the King of Heroes as much as does this one.
Yet my wanderings have been known to take me from city to city in ways which even I may not always predict. In one moment, I was entering that Underground. In another, I found myself returned to the golden city from whence I came. I walked, and I walked, thinking at the end, I would return to you. I knew now that I could find you somewhere beyond the horizon, waiting, so my heart was gladdened in my journeys.
[ he looks down at the hand Enkidu kisses, expression somber. ]
I shall not rebuke you for Bonding with others. Normally, I should test their mettle, yet it was I who undertook wanderings that parted me from my role as the arbiter of our household.
Well, we may speak upon that later. Essentially, since I absented myself to begin with, I shall permit your relations with these others.
[ and it goes without saying that for Enkidu to tend to Gilgamesh's Master is fitting. who else would be so equipped to the task?
so there is a symmetry to all that Enkidu says. yes, Gilgamesh is a jealous man, and it would be accurate to say that his internal reaction upon hearing news of his friend Bonding with others is... not entirely positive, yet his gaze is distant enough to apprehend what shall bring this beautiful friend the most joy, and that would be for relations with others to blossom like the flowers in the Wilde in the spring. Enkidu is no flower that may be tucked away in the dark, never to bloom, but must have the joy of relations with others. perhaps some glint of an acceptance, however, reluctant, may be found within the relative lack of argument that the King of Heroes presently offers. ]
For now, let us put the matter aside. We may move on.
[ which is the cue for his expression to become somewhat more mischievous. ]
Tell me, my friend, is it not true that you have your own exquisite creation within the Wilde? I heard something of you making a home of flowers... yes, you spoke of it to me before, yet I never had occasion to see. I left too soon. But I will stay longer now. Forgive me that. Come, take this hand. [ the hand they kiss. ] Show me your home in the Wilde, in the spring. It shall be as before, as our journey to the Cedar Forest.
Do not mourn, for our legend continues now.