The Recklessness of Jupiter

Tijana Lukovic

Granoldi had been through all of this before, periodically throughout the centuries there would be those mortals who would hold him captive, torture him, for one reason or another it made them feel grand to do so; yet this day however was different for he had fallen in with the dark occult arts. 

His irritation and disgust motivated him very quickly into action. With one swift movement the three hundred kilogram bear pulled his arms out from the chains and the bleeding apparatus (that was still pumping), pushed on the cage door with the force of ten men, and magicked the padlocks into springing open.

They had certainly underestimated his strength and willpower when roused. He then, one by one, pushed Peter and Violet to the ground, followed by Letitia who was hurrying feebly away - followed by an almighty slap to Bryan across the face, engraving four distinct claw marks into his cheek.

There had been a wailing and a moaning, but it had not come from Granoldi. The four lay on the apartment floor shredded by the claws of the great White Bear.

* * *

Meanwhile back in Eve’s apartment, Puck had been trying to say, just who and what the Fairy Bear was. But he found it near impossible to frame the words to explain why a young god would want worldly experience as he had.

“It’s just like a human youth who takes a drug and become less than themselves, and their consciousness dissipates into a void of life … perhaps this is the recklessness of Jupiter when he gives over to a random happening here. I watch over him whenever I can. Be more worried for those that have taken him, for he truly can look after himself.”

Eve had felt something inside of her drawn to this bear, yet she still had not the vivid reckoning of any past life recall: she just knew in his essence there was, for her, a magnetic pull of wonderment and great attraction. She felt she needed to be close to this being, whoever or whatever he is. He was her sun to which she would orbit. All of this she kept quiet, but of course Puck could read these thoughts and in turn respected her desires. It was he, after all, that had brought Granoldi to her, knowing of their past together back in the early years of the Franciscan community. It was what it was.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series