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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:33 pm
"Have you ever seen a horse be bit by gnats?" Aodh, who had, asked, somewhat rhetorically.
"And because she and her mom had too-big heads and thought they were the prettiest things ever, so Poseidon had to send a seamonster to attack the town to teach the people better than to be so self-centered."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:37 pm
"No," Crys replied, somewhat mollified. He was silent for a few moments then, looking up at the sky.
"All these humans worship very bad other humans, it seems like to me. 'Cept for Pegasus who was a horse and not bad."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:40 pm
"Bad humans with powers," Aodh corrected.
"Maybe it's sort of a lesson. With great power comes great responsibility," and, completely unaware of what he had just quoted, Aodh blithely continued on, "it shows them if they ever do get any kind of powers, that they shouldn't let it go to their heads, and they should behave right, or stuff like all that will happen."
So maybe Mom had explained the whole thing better, but Aodh figured he had at least got the point across, and that was the important thing.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:44 pm
Crys was even more unaware of what Aodh had just quoted too, so he just sounded very wise to Crys.
"Wow. Yea, I mean, that totally makes sense," Crys corrected himself quickly. "Do the humans listen to the stories about other bad humans with powers or do they ignore them? Are alllll the stories about the star-people bad to teach people lessons? That's kinda sad,"
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:48 pm
"It looks like some listen, but some don't, and do bad things anyway. And some are good. There's this story about this hero, Odysseus, and he goes away to fight a war for a really really really really long time, and while he's gone, people think he's dead, so these guys come and try to marry his wife, Penelope, but she's clever and tricks these guys into not marrying her, and she just waits for Odysseus until he comes home like twenty years later, and other good things like that, so they have some good stories, too.
"I think they just like the bad ones better, because then they get to laugh at the higher beings being stupid."
Again, Mom had said it better, but the point still stood.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:51 pm
"Good for Penelope," Crys said with a light chuff, nodding his head in agreement. "Bad evil males trying to steal the Ody guy's mate," Crys scowled rather cutely, his tail twitching behind him.
"So they don't worship their higher beings though? That's kind of bad, isn't it? I mean, won't the higher beings get angry? Our higher beings would be angry if we started laughing at them...How do they know all this stuff anyways? Did the higher beings tell them?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 1:43 pm
"Well, some higher beings are good, too. Hephaestus was the higher being of fire and making things with metal, and because he was so good, Zeus let him have the higher being of beauty, Aphrodite, as a wife." Aodh pointedly left out the part where Aphrodite was always cheating on Hephaestus with Ares or anything.
"And there was Hestia, too, and she was the higher being of the heart and home and such, and since she was so noble, she gave up her position as one of the twelve really really great higher beings to Dionysus, and because she was so good, the other really really great higher beings let her stick around with them where they lived instead of kicking her out like she thought they would."
Aodh shrugged at Crys' other question.
"They might've. Some humans were around for these things, like the girl who got turned into a goose by Zeus, and I bet some of them told on the others, too, and that's how humans know these things."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 4:40 am
Crys nodded after a moment, thinking about all of that. How in the world did Aodh know so much? He was so smart, Crys was very impressed. Wow.
"That's good, then. It wouldn't make sense if there were only bad higher beings, 'cause then nobody would worship 'em, right? Or are humans weird like that and woulda worshiped 'em anyways? Or would they have turned them all into gooses like that poor human kit?" Crys wasn't really so much asking Aodh as wondering out loud, 'cause they weren't all bad and Aodh couldn't know what would've happened, could he? Then again, he was really smart.
"That was nice of them, though, letting Hestia stay with them. She sounds like the good-est of them all."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 1:16 pm
Aodh shrugged. Mom knew even more about this than he did. Hell, Mom knew more about everything than he did.
"I think she is, too. All the rest were self-centered, except for her."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:23 pm
"So howcome she isn't rewarded the most? If all the other ones were bad?" That didn't make sense to Crys, or at least not much. "It's cause they wouldn't let her be the best, right?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:24 pm
"I think it's 'cause she didn't let them make a big deal out of her. She's kind of the higher being of humility, too, I think."
Well, Mom had never said anything like that, but from what she had said, that was what it sounded like to Aodh.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:31 pm
"Oh." Crys looked up at the stars and smiled. "She should be up there, too, as the best star-higher being,"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:32 pm
Aodh cast about for a star he couldn't identify, and finally found one, just to the side of the Guide Star.
"That one," he declared, pointing at it. "That will be her star, right next to the most important star in the sky, where she belongs."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:36 pm
Crys beamed up at Aodh, thrilled and touched. "It's perfect," Crys nodded, his smile still there.
"Should it be called Hestia or somethin' else?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:37 pm
Aodh looked over at Crys--well, as best he could, with the smaller fox still nestled under his wing--shooting him an odd glance.
"What else would it be called?"
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