Methaphoras

EXPLICIT

When Borgh interrupted the story, it was not to the liking of Mauz and she demanded an explanation. He then said that he had to go back to work because the third sign was coming. At this, she yelled:

'Borgh, you can not mean that, this way you let that dishonest Agny win!

'But, dear little Mauz, do I have to violate authenticity and truth because of the story? I tell the events only as truthfully as possible because things did not happen in any other way.'

'Yes, but you stop at the moment that all kinds of worrying complications occur. How must this go further now? Ardor does not have the slightest idea what Agny is doing all behind his back. I tell you this will go wrong and besides that, I personally find this a dissatisfactory ending. By the way, where are the puny, sensitive creatures that were going to play such a major role in the course of all entanglements?' Borgh sighed and said measuredly:

'Patience, my dear, I must first deal with some urgent matters.

Afterward, I shall tell you the sequel because the story is far from over yet.' shaking his head, he went back to his office because Di'aull needed his attention. At the same time, he heard Mauz spitting a torrent of questions in the background.

'What do they actually have against the velvet adders and was that broken oracle stone really that important? What about that aggressive Kayros who dominate everyone? Does he really work for Di'aull or for himself or does he perhaps eat from more than one table? From that Mito with his dragons, I really get the jitters because that is really a dangerous, indifferent geezer while his daughters are incapable of doing anything of importance. Ramael, Varuna, and Morgani seem to me the only sincere beings in this whole story. Brymir is an exceptional, sensitive person because at least he has an ounce of feeling in his armor, but for those other smooth mud vipers, he is nothing more than the perfect scapegoat with which they can cover up their own mistakes. Oric, on the other hand, I find charming despite his reckless flirting with death but I do not know whether I should feel sorry for him or admire the fellow.' With that last comment, Borgh thought that if he fathomed the logic of his beloved it probably would be his very last achievement. Thinking she could no longer hear him he grunted:

'It gets much worse first before everyone chooses a side, and the mortal being will be forced into his hero role.' He heard her grumble something without understanding her, after which she mopingly started to make new tea.