Wraith Hail (1/2)

Part 1

The more of you that I inspect,

The more of me I see reflect (Dave Mustaine 1995).

But when I went to see what’s what,

I looked around, I was a slut.

I’m in this, here, a room, I have a dictionary I have a bed.

You bought me too, paid food and drink,

Oh ho, your story takes a twist, the bed is red.

Tell me, what was I to you?

I’m a scholar, I know the words.

I just…don’t remember, let jog my mind; open the book:

Definition of concubine in English:

concubine
NOUN
historical 

1. (in polygamous societies) a woman who lives with a man but has lower status than his wife or wives.

Example sentences

1. ‘Abraham ended up with a wife and a concubine, Jacob with two wives and two concubines.’

2. ‘Do they mean to train girls to becoming rich people’s wives or concubines?’

3. ‘Round about were the remains of two 20-year-old women (wives or concubines?), two 40-year-old men, and a dog.’

1.1 archaic A mistress.

Origin
Middle English: from Old French, from Latin concubina, from con- ‘with’ + cubare ‘to lie’.

It’s funny, isn’t it?

They used to tell me to…know my place.

This isn’t my place, is it?

It’s only yours. It is Orion. his name is Orion.

There is a pile of papers and books in the corner,

Near my mother,

She is insane.

“Gasoline was too expensive!” She sings, “I got kerosene~, ah, look! It doesn’t smoke as much! How lovely!”

I watch the fire. I’ll die here, impure. How many of my friends; they call it monogamy, but if you’re not a wife, you’re…concubine.

Let it burn me, mother Hail. The grandfather clock on the wall strikes twenty minutes of fire.

“Come now, don’t be retarded, look, it’s your man, calling in the hall!”

(To be Continued)

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Daniel Triumph.

More about or from Alexandre Dirge:

Alexandre Dirge’s Commonplaces

Please do not share my ideas with the intent to slander.
– Alexandre “Jutt” Dirge, BA Kēmeía.

P.S.: “man,” or specifically, “lowercase ‘m’ man,” refers to both men and women in the following passages. When a distinction is to be made regarding gender, capitals will be used. Thus:

There is a special case for husbands and wives, whom I hold in an esteem well above “man.” (For I am alone, and it is not good that the man should be alone; I require a help meet for me.)

man = Men and Women. Hu-man, mankind.
Man = a man who is with penis.
Woman = a man who is with uterus.
Husband = a Man who has has a lawful relationship contract with a Woman.
Wife = a Woman who has a lawful relationship contract with a Man.
Married = I have sex organs, and I am not afraid to use them with my spouse (and therefore am terrified to use them with anyone else).


On Those Who would Betray you, and Those Who May have Virtue.

A man who value survival at any cost is a sinner.
They will take advantage of you; they are always at war.
Fight or flight dampens the senses and sickens the body.
Allow that I illustrate using an example:
Survivalists will do anything (to anyone) to survive.
They will lie—they live within lies—
—and use those lie to justify
Their disgusting habits.
This is not virtue.

If you are “just trying to get by,” then you are like the rest of us.
This is sufficient for a good life, but it hollowing (empty).
Man can do better. Aim higher.

If you are always looking for something better,
But you feel as though you are never getting ahead,
Look behind you.
Shut the fuck up.
Lo, your life is always improving!
Be grateful, you fuck.
If you’ve made the world a slightly better place,
With various little or great interactions,
Then it’s time to start acting like the hero you are.


What is a Woman, when she is not a “man”?

As a Woman, I can confirm that woman appear to be primarily useless.
Even now, as I get my masters degree in Kemia, I have contributed nothing to the world.
There is, of course, a shift that comes in most Women’s lives,
When they become the most valuable class of human on the planet,
According to the old axiom: Women and Children first.

The time between marriage (from whence there is no escape) and parenthood;
That is when a Woman is truly the most valuable, in the eyes of society.
However, they are still of little worth.
It is not until a Woman has a child that she herself is forced to exit childhood.
Suddenly, at the moment she holds her infant,
She becomes masculine. Focused.
As the child grows, and becomes more independent, so does she.
Two children or more is mandatory, for
One child is a slow, dull torture to inflict on a family unit.
Children must be socialized, as the Woman must.
A single child is like a single parent. Useless and damaged at worst,
Certainly sub-optimal at best.
My mother used to say:
“Do your best, Alexandre, my lone child. Find some friends. You don’t have to be so unfriendly all the time.”
But if I deny myself for friends,
I am more alone than when I started.

After Marriage and becoming with child, ideally in the late twenties,
Life truly begins.
Everything before this moment was in a flux state.
A man who stands for nothing accomplishes nothing.
A Wife and Husband who stand for a family,
(And better, for children,)
Find second in the home,
First in the bedchamber,
Their passions and intimacy, within,
While without they find a greater degree of success.
Stand for something. I will stand for family.

Thanks for listening, ἐφημερίς. No one does like you, save the Lord.
For, when I dare speak what I believe, they hate me And so I am bullied in this way, into silence.

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Daniel Triumph.

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The Solune Prince: Modesty

The Solune Prince

Novella 1

Chapter 15: Modesty

 

Chloe continued her descent to the basement, leaving her mother alone in second floor library to worry.

 

Alexandre Dirge walked into the throne room and immediately noticed Astore standing in the dark.

She said, “You would lurk?”

Astore frowned. No untitled citizen had ever entered the throne room before the King.

“Who are you?” he asked. He was far more suspicious of the Riley people, and Alexandre, besides her height, was surely a Riley.

His thoughts were like this: he figured that as a Riley himself, he had some sort of insight into the general temperament of his people. He knew that they were far more likely than the noble Solune to be depraved. Something in the blood, he assumed. He was not an exception, of course, which was why he made for such a good agent of the crown. His depravity, tempered by devotion to the King, became a strength, and he used it against all the law-breaking people in the nation. The ability to predict and counter those who lacked such unified devotion, Astore figured, was what made him different.

Meanwhile, Alexandre simply stared at him and said nothing. She studied his face and judged it a valid measure of his personality. She watched as he came to realize that he had lost the short interaction. A law-abiding citizen was not obligated to justify her presence in the throne room. It was their right to attend royal council meetings.

 

Chloe felt a queasy feeling and frowned a knowing frown. She didn’t finish her breakfast, instead leaving it and running up the flights to her room.

She took a few supplies from her wardrobe and ran to her personal bathroom. (The private bath was, of course, a gift for her coming to adulthood.) She closed the door behind her, and cleaned herself, and sort of writhed as well. There will always be at least this one thing I cannot control.

 

“What of the purebloods?”

“What of them?”

“Certainly, if their…food presents itself, ready to eat, would they not partake of it?”

“I will give Chloe her sword. And I will warn Kent.”

“Hold! Is not Chloe’s sword…”

“It is one of the Royal swords. If she is to face our ancient enemy on the road to even greater conflict on the Underside, love, why shouldn’t she have our blessing and the nation’s honor?”

“Hmmp. Fine.” Gwenhime shrugged to her husband, barring the bedchamber as they entered it. “Now, we’ve yet three hours. Come!”

 

“Oh, we have with us an early bird?”

“Of course, Miss.” Astore nodded, straightening up and stepping out of the dark corner of the throne room.

“Not you, it’s your job to be early. And Astore, I am a knight, you would call me Sir, not Miss.”

“Of course!”

“Now shut yourself, boy, I would speak to the maiden.”

Alexandre blushed. Maiden…

“Yes, ah…” Alexandre had never seen this woman before, but she looked very much like a tall Riley, with the exception of her blondeness. Her skin was different though, it looke…thicker, or perhaps a shade darker. Not the sickly colour we Riley share. She looks…silvery, almost porcelain. How beautiful, I wish I had skin like that instead of this…soggy existence I am cursed to live in.

“No!” Lilllith’s shout brought Chloe back to existence. “No ‘ah’! Talk straight, lass!”

Lass? I’m twenty-one!

“What do you want!” Alex burst, “Who are you anyway?”

She stopped. Uh on. I…I have no control. Didn’t this woman just declare herself a knight, and here I shouted at her? What will happen to me? Can she punish me I wonder? What sort of power do Knights hold? Wait, who is she? Where did she come from, I wonder?

As her mind raced, Lilllith froze, only for an instant. Then, she smiled. “Is this how you speak to those in positions of power, I wonder?”

Daniel Triumph.

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Categorization: An Unsound Guide to Characters [Part 1!]

High Achieving Women

 

  • Openness: 99th Percentile
  • Chloe Rhye, GE Age 14-26 (Adjusted. True age: 830-990)
  • Female, Solune, Incel/Married/Widowed.
  • Apprentice Healer > Autodidactic Study > Liberal Arts BA > History BA > Mentor > Secondary Teacher > Military > Lawyer/Poet > Expedition Leader > Elsara > ?
  • (Born year 3171 by the old calendar, around 16/800 years before the fall of the Wall)

 

  • Extroversion: Low
  • Yaska Rheya May Duskride Dawngale, GE Age 17-48 (True age unknown)
  • Female, Plainkind/Celestial, Marital Status unknown
  • Hunter > Hunting Mentor > Military Mercenary > Wanderer > Servant of the Servant of Death > Military Mercenary > ? > Heratic/Antichrist > Stage 2 Shriken (savage) > Enlightened Imprisonment > Messiah > Return to Mortality > ?
  • (Born year 3983 by the old calendar, around 17 years old before the fall of the Wall)

Unfriendly Women

 

  • Agreeableness: 20th Percentile
  • Alexandre “Jutt” Dirge, GE Age 17-24
  • Female, Riley, Marital status unknown.
  • Gang Member > Expedition Member > Human Slave > Kemia Doctorate > Biology Masters > Royal Harbinger: Hormones
  • (Born year 3983 by the old calendar, around 17 years before the fall of the Wall)

 

  • Agreeableness: 0th Percentile (zeroith, possibly the least friendly person alive.)
  • Janna Rhye, GE Age 17-29 (Adjusted. True age: 900-1100)
  • Female, Half Solune/Riley Half Condor, Married.
  • Prince > Agent > Independent > Felon > Heir > Agent > Redeemer of Souls > King > ?
  • (Born year 3098 by the old calendar, around 17/998 years before the Wall fell)

Men.

 

  • Agreeableness: 85, Extroversion: 77
  • Salt Resz, GE Age 14-26
  • Male, N’Tarial, Married.
  • Domestic > Merchant > Military > Tactician > Merchant > Domestic (Ring Comp?)
  • (Born year 3982 by the old calendar, around 18 years before the Wall fell)

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  • Neuroticism: 5, Extroversion: 70
  • King “Mars” Rhye, GE Age 15-40 (Adjusted, True Age 15 or 4000)
  • Male, Solune/Riley, Married.
  • Vanguard > Leader > King > Warlord > King > Advisor
  • (Born year 3 by the old calendar, around 3997 years before the Wall fell and 2997 before the Wall was built. Built the Wall.)
  • Chloe and Janna’s Father

Honorable Mentions / Next Time

 

  • Astore, Male Riley, King’s Agent
  • Jin Sing Resz, Fastest Swordsman in the World, N’Tariel/Elken, Married to Salt
  • Wallace, Journalist/Wizard, Friends with Alexandre
  • Hanna Alz-Aeur, Prostitute > Cleric > Guard > Revolutionary > Emperor’s Assistant > Emperor Slayer > Emperor > Follower of Elsara > Emperor

Daniel Triumph.