About a certain return

Part 18

The gramons and the garries was two nations with the same origin but worshiping different gods. To become a gramon was a promotion. Gramon's faith was so permissive that it gave the young men the opportunity to choose. Do you want to become a gramon and enjoy special abilities, powers, a new freedom or do you choose to live a ternary and helpless life in that ancient garries's coat? How can you answer to this question the day you have been initiated in existence?

Orian the prophet came back from his trip, he survived in isolation where he communicated in peace with the Goddess-Mother spirit and with the city's Parents spirits. After sending his annual prophesy and calmed down finally, he tractably followed the guards without protesting at all. Although, his live was close to an end. Gramon couldn't forgive his assertion. He was encouraging the youngsters to rebel. Gramon brought in the community's life the terror of burning at the stake for insubordination. The enemies must be burned so that their spirit will get out of the city. He was rough, the Leader.

Orian remained the oldest and the wisest of the garries that worshiped the Great Goddess. If he disappears, the faith would disappear, and along with it our wisdom and our culture. It's true that his official post has already been advertised as a vacancy. And even he was looking for a replacement. Nobody showed any interest for such an honour. It's not easy to be the city's prophet. His position was called "The Good Prophet of the Great Goddess". He knew hundreds of incantations, he was a healer, a magician, an oracle, a priest and a teacher, and... he was there since the beginning of time, and I believed he was immortal. I knew the immortality's myth. Men gifted with the clear vision's power, live in solitude from where they can communicate with The Great Goddess spirit and their existence gains a profound and passionate meaning that gets them closer to the truth. Of course, wisdom says that you're getting closer to the truth only when you realize how far it is. Orian the old told me so and I believed him, out of respect. And he also told me that one by one, the immortals came back into the world, even if there they are threatened by death; unveil to the people the wisdom they have gained. They are immortals because they will remain forever in the humanity's memory. There are a lot of cheaters in this world and they all shout that their truth is more certain, but only to gain control over others, to rule, to manipulate, to inoculate their own lies into the simple minds. "Be strong in spirit, sun!" advised me master Orian. He was my master and my teacher. Though... I couldn't understand him. What's the truth? He knew, but I couldn't understand whatsoever. The similarity, the identification of one thing with itself in our mind and beyond it... I cannot understand and that's it! Orian called Mother Garia as a witness for each of his assertions; Gramon had as witnesses only the chosen ones. The way Gramon was behaving seemed conflicting to me. He was mortal and immortal in the same time, we would allow us to adopt his declared enemies' culture and initiate us later in the universe's secrets. Orian told me about the golden era. When Gramon came to this world he proclaimed the beauty's death. The women had been separated from the men. Many of them live in the community near the Temple. But only Mamma Culina is free to do whatever she pleases. As far as I know she used to live close to the prophet's house. "What a mess in my head! Incoherence... Even the prophet noticed that something was unusual with me.

– Master! I shouted and run to his help. Where are you taking him?

He had been taken out of the building by the guards and I crept out. They were taking him to the detention room. Gramon made a sign that meant execution and I dreaded it will be so. But it's fair to say that sometimes, out of good will or according to his mood, he would change his mind, other than the old man's prophesy was a call to rebellion. Against who? The garries covet for the hidden powers of the gramons... They didn't age... I looked at Orian and I was frightened that one day I might be like him. And I dreamt... I woke up during my sleep, looked in the mirror and saw him! Oh, I yelled...! Horrible, murderous feeling! But Orian had something priceless: His Wisdom. "Mamma Culina is the mother of wisdom", he told me one day. "She taught me all I know to do best, you can learn from her too." What could I learn from that scattered-brain and Leader-eyed old lady? A witch...