A relationship with a Goddess, even a triple-Goddess such as the Morrigan is pretty much the same as courting the pretty girl working the graveyard shift down at the corner diner. Or the affulent business woman. Or, well, any woman. There's your ups, and your downs and I'm pretty sure I just worked in a sex joke. Hah.
Even courting a Goddess who has some hand in the weaving, bestowing, and cutting of fate should be like courting any other woman. Except when fate has had a strong role in one's relationship. And fate decrees that it'll end, as it always has before.
And that's the hardest thing to accept. I'm lying here, unable to sleep because I still need to connect the past few weeks with the past few centuries. The two me's aren't much different but I can't find it in myself to really delve into my past. Not when it's killing me that Anann's waiting for me to leave again even as she clings tight to me, even in sleep.
And it's always me who leaves. I left the Isle when she first proclaimed she loved me, back when the Roman empire wasn't yet divided. I left when we reuited in Tir Na Nog, after I had been bruised and battered in my first true fight. At every moment in history, we'd collide together and it would be this whirlwind of expectations and emotions until I was departing in the cold light of morning. Rinse and repeat gods know how many times.
Even the last time, when we traveled together for a decade and it looked like fate's warning was just a howl on the wind ... it had been more of a romance that most mortal couples will ever achieve and I still left. For the last time. I don't blame her for not wanting to see rejection a final time.
And yet, seven years later ... she's there again. Waiting for me to say yes (because it's fated I will) even though she believes I'll be gone some indeterminate time in the future. I know she probably believes it'll be Wuyi who steals me this time, but she's wrong.
The journey from the Underworld to here cemented Wuyi's place in my life, yes, and I love her. But she's not my soulmate... and that is such a cheesey word. A downside to writing in English. I'll manage.
It's not that she's innocent in this, no. She's a Goddess-Queen and it took a hundred years of my living before she could even consider me something more than... well. Her youthful aspect and I have never really had trouble . It's why I think I was drawn to Wuyi. Don't tell either of them, but they're ...entirely alike. Full of life, energy, love.
I rambled off-topic there. Mm. My point is... my point is that even though Anann thinks that this is just another notch in our shared history she's still ... gods... doing everything right. She's willing to compromise on the magazine company I'm going to found. She's never done that before; given me command. And although her reasoning for accepting it was a little ... ok, it was arrogant and it did cause my pride some pain, I didn't snap back. I did steal one of the skirts she'd been looking at (and found it back in her bags when we got home, the thief!)
Beyond that, the past few days have been magical. Between the bouts of undescribable pleasure, just basking in her company was enough to keep a silly grin plastered to my face. It'll probably turn lewd when Wuyi wakes up from the sex-coma that young Anann put her in. At least that seems to have gone well; if Wuyi can connect with any Aspect, it'll be Ann.
Anann's stirring so I'll have to reflect on my personal past later, and then once the Band all regroups, I'll reflect on that meeting too.
As to her fears towards Fate... well, the final aspect of the trio stated it better than I ever could: "You passed on from this world, my love. More than almost any other I know that when people die at their fated time there is nothing even the Reaper may do to bring them back. And yet here you are, lying in my lap, listening to my stories, and sharing my life once more."
When I ascend to Godhood, my fate will be with Anann. This I swear.
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