Odidimuse sleeps soundly thru the fighting of the night, but he is hunted by his own demons, And by Baba-Yung. In his Dreams Odidimuse sits waist deep in wine in a valley of grapes, but yet he starves, for his arms a shackled to the ground by tree roots and his feet sunk into the earth as if part of the bushes themselves. Wine turns to sand as he drops his head to drink and grapes to stone when he tries to eat. He tries to yell but cannot find his tongue.
Baba-Yung roost on Odidimuse window watching him dream before invading his mind herself. When in the king’s mind Baba is a young women with burning hair and sleek curves, she has a twisted tail that is a grease pink and a matching noise, clearly she has become something that Odidimuse craves, a young girl that could very well be one of his own.
Trees bind to a hall as Baba-Yung slithers through Odidimuse dreams, Baba slides down sitting on the kings lap dropping her (arms) wings round his neck, her lags find his hips and she rolls herself from side to side getting comfy. “You poor unfortunate soul, how heavy your crown must be.” Her hands find the scruffs of his cheeks. “Let me comfort you for a time.”
“How am I to experience love when so many of mine are without?” Odidimuse ask.
“Your mouth is so dry. Let me wet your tongue.”
“I have turned away your gifts once and I will do so again.” Odidimuse explains.
“You chain yourself here time and time again, bound to the earth by that which you believe is and can never be. And yet if only you embrace me and what I am I can give ever-so-much more. Give yourself to me and I will be your slave, worship me and your kingdom will become boundless.”
“I cannot give myself to you for already I have given myself to another.”
Baba-Yung thrust herself onto the king dropping him onto his back, the water that they sat in turns to a cloud of dust, vengeful she drops her weight on him forcefully rubbing her chest to his she whispers in his ear “I have been kind to you king of the furling’s, but I will grow cruel. If I cannot satisfy my lust, I will feed my anger yesterday I rob you of your milk and butter, and I instigated a scuffle that will eat away at the heart of your nation. Tomorrow I will flood your home with worms and you will burn the cloak of your shoulders to frighten them away.” Baba-Yung’s voice grows deep and monstrous “so let it be written.” Her eyes bleed with blue violet light. Baba-Yung takes a hard breath and lies her hands on his chest steeling the air form lungs.
Odidimuse falls form his bed struggling to breath, he shouts with what strength he can find, “Bring me my Tea!” he gasp swallowing hard and digs his fingers into his chest as if to try and force his lungs open in search of air. a dozen feathers adorn he bed hinting that Kari’s hand indeed rested atop him.
Odidimuse fumbles to his armoire peeling it open, he grabs the first cap he can reach and as he pulls it down an army of larva rain down on his head. He screams silently dusting himself off.
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