The Halo Breed…
THE HALO BREED
A WEEKEND STORY
“You will live, my son!” the woman cried with sudden urgency and fear. “Oh, I have wasted to much time! Evil appears soon and my time of sojourn here is over! I will save you, my son! A statue shall you be until the Breed of the Halos has assuaged his rage elsewhere! I leave you with a second chance!”
The woman waved her hands, and a blast of cold mist shot off her hands and enveloped Dan. It swirled around her, thick and cold and heady! He began to shiver.
He tried to flee, but he could not move his legs!
His hands flailed weakly.
“Mama!” he screamed in anguish and fear. “What are you doing to me?”
“Keeping you safe and hidden, my son!” she said painfully as she began to recede across the lake. “Giving you another chance as only a mother could!”
The mist swirled around Dan’s feet like a cyclone, moving in a swift circular form around him, and then it began to rise up his body!
His feet were suddenly stone!
“No, Mama, no!” Dan cried, but he was helpless, so helpless!
It moved around his body: thighs, waist, torso, chest, head… and when it dissipated, Dan Baffour Koduah had been turned to a statue!
“You will be fine, my son!” he heard his mother’s voice faintly.
And that was the way Dan remained, a complete statue!
But, incredibly, although his eyes were stone, water dripped from both eyes intermittently, as if he was still crying deep within that safety the spirit of his mother had prepared for him!
He did not notice that the surface of the lake suddenly began to boil furiously, and that the spirit of his mother suddenly began to shimmer with an expression of great distress and fear on her face as she watched the turbulence on the lake.
It was a typhoon-like spin on the lake, and it buffeted her for a moment, making her almost transparent, and when she finally became visible again, she found herself looking into the enraged face of her husband.
The Queen looked down at the foamy surface of the lake.
“My master’s ire is stoked against me,” she said sadly. “I have incurred your displeasure again, haven’t I, my Lord?”
The spirit of King Baffour Koduah stares at his wife with indescribable wrath.
“Again, once again, Aso, you pop up and protect him, and save him from the consequences of his actions!” he said thunderously.
She looked up at him with humility, and on her face was reflected sheer remorse and yet, underlying it, was helpless stubbornness.
“Because he remains my son, my love, with all his faults he still remains my son!” she said in an unsteady voice. “And even though dead, I do still worry about him.”
“After all that he has done?” the king roared. “I love him as a son too, but his ineptitude, greed and irresponsibility is the reason why the people of Densua suffer this scourge, this crazy madness, Aso! He is to be blamed, and you had no right interfering with what has been written!”
“I took care of my son, my love!” she shouted, and moved close to him. “I could not help it, please, my Lord! It was not something I could control!”
“He is the reason why we cannot cross over, Aso, my dear!” the king said despondently. “Even in death, his selfishness keeps us trapped! Why have you entrapped him? To keep him safe? Oh, Aso!”
“I did what any caring mother would do, my Lord!” she cried in a pained voice. “You must forgive me, my Lord! I have been a distressed spirit seeing what he has been reduced to, seeing him eat grass, drink muddy water… He is your son also! Were you pleased to see him like that?”
“I was not! I definitely was not!” the king shouted. “But are you aware that he drew a knife and slit his own father’s throat? And now you go ahead and enshroud him in a concrete? Do you know the consequences of a singular folly?”
“Folly, really, folly?” she shot at him, getting angry herself. “My goodness, my Lord! You poured all your love in Gus Kukah, granted he was indeed a good boy! Maybe, if you had been a bit more accommodating, your own son…”
“Oh, spare me those sentiments, woman!” the king roared furiously. “Kings of Densua are not pampered with kid gloves! I faced my first lion when I was only ten years old! Our son had been nothing but a lazy nincompoop from the day he came! You know I did all I could for him! But I would not be angry if you had simply saved your son, Aso!”
“Well, that is just what I’ve done, isn’t it?” she shot back, a bit disconcerted by his obvious rage. “I just cut him a little slack against the horrors ravaging our dear land!”
“You hid him, that’s what you did!” the king hissed furiously. “Did you stop to ask yourself if he had a role to play in the redemption of Densua? Has it occurred to you that the Halo Breed might need the help of your son? Don’t you think that if, perchance, he will be needed in the final hurdle to free Densua, you just usurped that chance? How could you dabble in the affairs of the living?”
She was staring at him with mounting horror now.
“But… you have been coming to see him, to see others, to react with them too,” she said forlornly.
“That’s the word, Aso, react, interact, speak, give information, advice, but I do not interfere! I do not change anything because that is not the ways of the spirits! You have changed a situation… and you better pray that singular selfish action does not plunge Densua into further danger, and that it does not go contrary to the prophecies, or the ways of the Spirits!”
“Oh!” she cried with horror. “Oh, my Lord! I did not think of it like that! I might have committed a folly indeed! Maybe… maybe I should undo it!”
“It is too late,” the king said lamely. “I came to stop you, but I was too late. You can’t undo that which you have done once you lose sight of the living people involved. In putting him inside a statue, you have lost sight of him. Can’t be undone.”
She drew close to him and raised a hand.
Her dear face was filled with growing fear now, always the result of her impulsiveness, and the king could not sustain his anger at her as she gazed at him with the scared eyes of a child that knows she had done something unworthy.
“Oh, my Lord, how I wish I can hold you!” she whispered. “Am I in trouble?”
He sighed and raised a hand to her hair although he could not feel it.
“I do not know, dearest,” he said sadly. “That I do not know. We only have to wait, and pray that there are no consequences, so that we can cross over peacefully. Come, let’s get out of here.”
“I’m sorry, as always, my Lord,” she said tremulously. “Do forgive your wife!”
“My ire has never been sustained against you, Aso; nor has yours ever been against me,” he said tenderly. “Come, let’s go. Only time will tell!”
The spirits put their arms around each other, although they could not feel each other, but it was comforting all the same, and gave them strength because in the final analysis, real love never really had boundaries.
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