Zhinv and Niulang.
(Part four.)
Nuilang, wandered through the town, overcome with grief, in the knowledge of not seeing his beloved wife for another year. People came up to Nuilang, to ask if he was alright, but he couldn't speak, for the tears running down his face, and as his heart broke, he made his way to the river, and stood there on the bridge, determined to end it all with one leap.
Just as he was about to throw himself into the rushing waters below, a little butterfly fluttered in toward him, and caught his attention.
Nuilang tried to swat it away, but the butterfly flitted around and around Nuilang's face and ears. Nuilang thought he had never seen such a beautiful butterfly. It had blue, and gold and silver wings, and it seemed to want to get his attention.
Nuilang, in his misery caught the butterfly a glancing blow, and broke a part of its wonderful wing, but the butterfly persisted and kept on coming.
Finally, Nuilang let the little thing land on his shoulder, and although it had a broken wing, it crawled slowly up to his ear.
Nuilang heard a little voice whispering in his ear. It was the butterfly. She said, "Nuilang, I am but a messenger, sent from friend of yours, in your hour of need. I have a message for you. 'Look, Nuilang. Look in your knapsack. Feel the warmth of the bottles of Mother's milk. The very milk, you and Zhinv, your lovely wife, not too long ago, squeezed out of her breasts for your babies. Feel the warmth Nuilang, and think of your babies, and of your wife.'
Think of your friends Nuilang, and the two who sent me, for they are lovers also, but lovers, like you, who are separated from one another, by many miles, almost a world away, but they, send their love and support to you Nuilang, and stand by you, in this world, and the next. Their names are the lovely Lirilae, and The Mighty Warrior – Kontoose.
They stand with you Nuilang, and they will look after you – for all time." And in an instant, the little blue butterfly dove into the rushing river, and was washed away, to the sea.
As Nuilang stared over the bridge, and saw the little butterfly being dragged under for the third time, he wanted to dive in to save it, but the butterfly, called up from the raging river to Nuilang, and said, " Nuilang, Lirilae, and Kontoose, they love you, and want you to go to your children. Forget about me. Please, go and be there for the twins, and for Zhinv. You will be together in the end."
As the brave little butterfly said the last words, an almighty wave took her under, and her wings, broken and wetted, couldn't hold out against the current, and Nuilang lost sight of her for the last time.
On Earth, Kontoose, the Mighty Warrior, and Lirilae, had been watching from afar, with the aid of magic, and wizardry.
Kontoose, knew in his heart that the blue butterfly, was really the heart and soul of his love, Lirilae, and he stood there in anguish, watching his love, being drawn deeper and deeper under the torrential waters of the treacherous river.
Kontoose, Drew his Mighty Sword, And, stabbing it fully into the ground, he roared, "No-ooooo! I will not let this happen...!" Instantly, the Heavens above, clouded over, and thunder and lightening blazed in the sky above.
"No---ooo Odin, I don't care how powerful you are; I have to save her...!"
Odin appeared in the sky above and thundered that it was too late, and that it was written to happen this way..."
Kontoose, withdrew his enchanted sword, and went berserk, chopping down half the forest, and anything that stood before him.
Knontoose remembered a magic wizard by the name of Merlin, who wanted Kontoose's sword, and the power it wielded.
Kontoose dropped to his knees and called upon Merlin. In a flash of lightening, Merlin stood before the kneeling Warrior.
Kontoose, started to speak, but Merlin stopped him, saying, "Kontoose, I have been watching, and if you aim to save the blue butterfly, then you must give me your Mighty sword, and beware, you will be helpless against your many enemies, without it."
Kontoose willingly handed-over his Blessed sword to Merlin, and Merlin shook his head, but took it, and in a wisp, was gone.
The next thing Kontoose knew, he was under water, under rushing water...but...but, but he could breath.
He looked at his reflection on the underneath surface of the water, and saw that Merlin, the magician, had transformed him into a fish. He was astonished, but realized that if her was to save the little butterfly, he had to move fast.
Somehow, he knew just where to go, and in a flip of his silvered-tail he shot though the waters faster than a swallow soaring through the thickened, warm, airs, several latitude lines away from their, labored, winter's retreat: Upon their pre-booked, return; once again, flitting into the pictured San Juan suit, listed in their, birdie, Capistrano broachure travel guide... What a lovely tweet!
Downstream he could hear a gigantic roar, and he knew there was an almighty waterfall, that was very dangerous. In the waters, just ahead he caught the glint of blue, and gold and silver, flashing helplessly in the current. It was the limp body of the little butterfly, and he prayed he wasn't too late. He speeded through the water like a torpedo, but the current of the falls had gotten hold of the butterfly.
He saw only one chance to save his the butterfly Lirilae, and he took it.
Flashing valiantly through the rushing waters at lightning speed, he came upon the little butterfly. She grabbed hold of the fishes nose, and smiled, and said, "Kontoose, is that you?" The fish nodded and smiled, but the water was rushing faster and faster, almost over the crest of the falls.
The fish said, hold on tight, my love, and with an amazing thrust, leapt clear out of the rushing water.
As they rose from the torrents, the fish said, to the butterfly, "Fly my love...use your imagination, and fly to safety..."
The little butterfly said, "But I don't want to leave you. I will stay with you, no matter what."
A tear ran out of the fish's eye, and he said, "No, my love, as long as you are safe. I will be happy." And with that the fish flicked its head, and sent the sweet blue butterfly soaring into the air.
The butterfly's wings had dried out, and she hovered over the edge of the falls, watching helplessly, as the fish, tried and tried to battle the torrential current...leaping time and time again, trying to swim upstream.
After what seemed like an eternity, the courageous fish became exhausted. And each leap got shorter and lower...until finally, the fish just lay there on the surface of the water, looking up at the beautiful, hovering butterfly...
The butterfly cried, "Come one Kontoose, you can do it...Please try again. Try for me..." But the fish was helpless, and as the rushing waters, pulled him over the edge of the deadly water fall. The fish looked up and threw the butterfly a kiss, and the next instant he was gone.
The little blue butterfly cried and cried, and sat in a nearby tree for days, searching for the brave fish...but in the end she knew it was hopeless, and so she fluttered back to the enchanted forest, to look for the bees and the ants. And the elf, and to cry on Cindy's shoulder, and for Marian to pet her...but no one was there but the spider guard, and the little butterfly cried and told the spider what had happened, and the spider, held her with all of his eight arms, and sobbed for the fish. Night fell, and the spider, and the butterfly, went to sleep holding one another and wondering what tomorrow, would bring.
Zhinv and Nuilang.
(Part. 5.)
As Kontoose, was swept over the falls, and as the blue Lirilae butterfly, comforted in the arms of the spider guard of the Enchanted forest, slept; her tears drying, on her fluorescent cheeks, her wings beating in her sleep, fanning her, and the comforting spider: And as Cindy and Evan, returned home, joyous, and in love, to their place of sanctuary... And as Thor, stood on the balcony, remembering his love, Marion; while Judy, his wife, cried and prayed for his heart to want her, and only her: And Marian, mired in servitude, perhaps by mistake, holding on to her only friend – a monster – a friend of the witch who abducted her... All of this, seen by Merlin-the-Magician, the holder of Kontoose's enchanted sword – advisor to Odin, the ruler of the Jade-Crystal City Empire of the Sky...his wife Friggar, eyes on her son – Thor: The sender of the Hunter, in the forest, on Earth, who shot Robin, as he tended a hurt rabbit in a trap, in the first place, and where Robin, the incarnation of God to man, first met Marian – his love, as she tended his mortal body, there, lying in the forest, as he died in her arms, from her father's gun-shot wound...and as the elf, and the bees and the ants, climb the trees, and wonder, and pray...and all of this, the fish feels, as it falls, weightlessly, into the roaring abyss...
And at the very same instant, all of the characters are untied, and they fall out in unison...
"Marian can you hear me?"
"Yes, Robin my love, I am here."
"Thor, can you hear me?"
"Yes, Judy my love, I am here."
"Zhinv my darling wife, do you love me?"
"Oh, my darling husband Nuilang, why, need you even ask...? I love you more than my very life my love"
"Cindy, my love, do you Love me?"
"Yes, Evan, I love you."
"Odin, my husband, do you love me?"
"Why yes, dear Friggar, I have always loved you."
"Elf, do you love me?"
"I'm not sure, but you taste very sweet, Mrs. Bee."
"Ant, do you love the spider guard?"
"Mr. Spider is my best friend."
And as Kontoose the fish, fell into the raging waters of the waterfall, he called out to Lirilae...
"Lirilae, I have to know something...?"
The blue butterfly flapped her wings, in the comfort of the spider-guard, and the spider asked her if she was okay?
"The butterfly said, "Yes, thank you, but in my dream, I dreamt that a fish wanted to ask me a question...?"
"What is the question?" asked the spider.
"I don't l know?" replied the blue butterfly...