Okay, I put part two on the same post, right after part one…so scroll down to find it.Clevven 461…a short story…in two parts…or maybe three…this is part 1
Clevven 461 worked in the castle. Well, it wasn’t actually a castle, but there’s no other word to describe it. Let’s just say it was castle like, and for the purpose of this short story, I’ll just call it the castle. Anyway, the castle floated, was partially invisible, laid on its side, rather than straight up and down, and there were no doors, just huge cracks in the exterior, that were used both as windows, entrances and exits. Other than that, there was nothing remarkable about the place, unless you count the fact that it was made of mostly pink and gray stone, when the stones could be seen, of course, and sometimes they were blue and black.
Clevven 461 was in charge of the staff who worked in the castle. It was an important job and gave him a bit of power. But Clevven 461 was nice, and rarely ever abused anyone or took advantage of his position. Because of that, things ran smoothly and there were seldom any bumps in the road, as the old saying goes.
The two royals, if that’s what you want to call them, were also nice. One was called “A,” the other “B.” They had names and titles, of course, but thought them too confusing for the commoners, so they went with A and B.
Every now and then, the castle would start to float away, which could be quite inconvenient. “C”, A and B’s only child, enjoyed when that happened and called it the Great Escape. It wasn’t much fun for the staff, however, and trying to get the castle back to it’s proper position was difficult at best. If was raining at the time, things got rather dicy, since that’s when the Rain hogs came out. And you know what that means, right? Ever try securing a castle while being dive-bombed by Rain hogs? Yeah, I didn’t think so. But take my word, it’s NOT easy. Even with the help of the resident Witches, it’s still not easy.
to be continued…unless the Rain hogs get everyone first.
I thought I felt a few drops when I left.
Phot: hesamLink
Unsplash
Part 2
Clevven 461 had no family of his own, so he was happy to watch over C. In the beginning, before C got her wings, taking care of her was rather easy. Sometimes Clevven 461 would simply strap her to his back and carry her around all day. But as she grew, that went from difficult to impossible. Now watching over her was almost a full time job, since he spent much of his valuable time looking for her. C, on the other hand, thought she and Clevven 461 were playing hid and seek, and saw no reason to change her behavior to make life easier for anyone. At first, she liked to hide in the invisible part of the castle, but when he couldn’t find her, she ended up spending hours sitting behind a glass wall, waiting and waiting and waiting. She didn’t realize that Clevven 461 knew exactly where she was, and knew that if he left her there, he could attend to other matters.
C didn’t know why Clevven 461 didn’t have wings. She felt sorry for him and for herself, because she wanted to fly with him. He was her best friend, after all. Sure he had other attributes, he was fast, could hold his breath for a long time, and he could burn things with flames from his finger tips, but he couldn’t fly. He was also strong. She had seen him fight two Rain hogs and win. Everyone respected him for his fighting skills. But even though he was constantly busy, C felt that Cevven 461 was lonely. She wasn’t sure what he was, or where he came from. She’d never been without him. She knew that he was old, but she didn’t know how old. She also knew he wasn’t all one thing, that he was made of parts of things, but she didn’t know what. Actually, she didn’t know what she was either.
“Clevven 461,” said C. “What am I?”
“You are my charge, sweet one.”
“I know that, silly, but what AM I inside, like a breed or species, or bug.”
“You are not a bug. Of that I am certain. As to the rest? You’ll have to ask the chemists.”
“Don’t you know? I mean why do I have wings?”
“So you can fly, I would imagine.”
“You know what I mean. A and B don’t have wings, and neither do you.”
“Fairies do.”
“Am I a fairy?”
“Maybe a little part of you is.”
“And what of my claws? When I’m angry, they come out all by themselves?”
“Perhaps you’re part kitty.”
“Really?” she said excitedly.
“I do not know.”
“And no one else has orange eyes. Just me.”
“They make you more beautiful.”
“You’re no help at all, are you, Clevven 461,” she sighed, unhappily.
“I’m sorry, sweet one. I do not have answers for you.”
“What are you?” she asked, tilting her head to the side.
“I’m not sure,” he said truthfully. “I seem to have always just…been.”
“I’ve seen some of your gears, maybe you’re a bot.”
“No. Well maybe partially, but I have consciousness.”
“And you eat and things.”
“Yes. I do,” he said, smiling at her.
“Why do wear those clothes?”
“They suit me,” he said.
“Oh, like mine suit me,” she said, running her hands down the camouflaged body suit.
“Just like that.”
“Clevven 461…”
“Yes, my sweet?”
“I think I’m tired,” she said, closing her eyes.
“I think you are too, so just think of something beautiful and I’ll wake you at midnight.”
She grunted and curled into a ball. “I wish you could fly with me,” she whispered.
“As do I my sweet,” he said, covering her with a sliver quilt.
He watched her for a few minutes, then he left her room and went about his duties. He checked, to make sure the planets stayed in their orbits and the aliens kept their eyes on a blue rock that was threatening some of the others. He had a snack, made sure the Rain hogs were gone, then went to a meeting with A and B, to ask when they were going to tell C, exactly what she was.
So, that was part 2. Part 3 will be next.
Recent Comments