Satan and the virgin...Nibiru and Hiddhog

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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The result of all realities gone mad...she was chaos in the flesh, so to speak. Her diamond hide, unscathed, flawless, a leathery brown in appearance, tightly wrapped, taut around her lithe, nubile frame. With hair like straw and woven silk, she possessed a timeless, ageless beauty, one which no painting or magazine snapshot could truly do justice. The ferocity that danced in her eyes was not feline, vulpine or lupine, but feral and otherworldly, as if to suggest she was not of this time, not of this earth or not even of this galaxy. She sparkled every so often. As she walked, as she undulated through the nil maw of night, her rangy, athletic body twinkled in the darkness, like fireflies or glitter, catching light from a candle or street lamp nearby. The shadow she cast was lunatic infinite, stretching far beyond that of the cobblestone street she strode down in the little Hamlet she was now a part of. And then there was her pet...her Niddhogg.11

There were no reported sightings of werewolves or werebeasts in general for over forty years or so. They were a thing of the past, an endangered species. Yet, striding beside her was none other than this cryptid...a hybrid really, one of monstrous complexity. A Chinese unicorn or a quilin, merged with a griffin/gargoyle, merged with a windigo, was Her little Niddhogg, as she called it. A result of all realities gone mad, in the nether dimension from which they were both conceived. From the necromancer that once owned it, and the succubus that he raped and impregnated with it, to the nightmare from gave it life, came forth this magnificent, composite beast that now walked with Ms. Nibiru, the dunpeal/demon-hunter of her time and of infinite, intergalactic legend. And all of this would have been beyond phenomenal for the the naked eye to baulk or behold but for one small, insignificant detail...she was the only one that could see it! She was the only one that could see into both worlds, material and immaterial, and beyond!22

Niddy rose up on its hind legs and let forth a roar that rivalled a lions' and dragons', collectively and respectively.33

"What's wrong, boy?',she tried to calm it down, placing an icy hand on its scaly, but warm, immense, reptilian chest. There was a light up ahead. A beacon. It flashed intermittently, as if in morse code. She could not decipher this message, however, she would have to get a closer look. She jumped on the broad, brawny back of her Niddhogg, her Niddzy, and took to the skies at this point. With speed next to light, they flew into the flashing beacon ahead of them, curious, anxious to see what lay ahead, to make sense of this message that was directed specifically toward them.44


Submitted: October 27, 2010

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