Art, Books, mythology, Stuart France

Cool of Day…


…Abadel’s soul escaped from his body: it flew about the scene

of slaughter and eventually settled on the tree of life, where it

assumed the form of a serpent and coiled itself about the trunk.


Abadel’s blood lay bubbling and seething where it had been spilled.


“What have you done? ” cried Yva.


“Look, I am a god, I am stronger than Abadel, you are

now mine alone to treasure and my heart is gladdened.”


Yva yielded to Abadam and they lay together until the cool of day.

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