|Nanna - Moon God, Lord of Time, The Secret Hearted (nanna_sin) wrote in history_dot_com,|
@ 2012-04-09 16:00:00
|Entry tags:||~athena, ~nanna, ~thoth|
New Kid on the Block [After the Titanomachy] (tag: Thoth & Athena)
Nanna didn't really consider himself old. Despite the number of chronological years that he'd been in existence, as Lord of Time, it was all more than a little fluid to him. He was both old and young, and all points in between, all at the same moment. Which, Nanna could admit, might get a tad confusing. If he thought about it too long himself it made him feel as though his brain was going cross-eyed. It was a novel sensation, and he enjoyed it on occasion, but most often, he simply accepted that things were as they were.
He was not old. But he was older than his good friend Thoth, upon whom he was waiting today. Not that the dear old bird was any spring chicken himself. Between the two of them, they'd seen the shifting sands come and go, destroy and create, and watched the wold change before their very eyes. They'd had some wonderful conversations about the very topic of change. And now, there was a new one.
Well, not that new really. The godlings had been mucking about over there on their little islands for some time. Honestly, though, Nanna didn't really want to get too terribly involved with a pantheon that seemed so intent on ripping itself apart with all the infighting the did. There was a pattern of fathers versus sons that was troubling to Nanna, given the deep connection he felt with his own family; his father and his son were so very important to him, how could he ever conceive of going to war with them? A fight, a bit of bickering, that was bound to happen in any family. But full scale war?
Though they did look to have settled down a bit recently, and Nanna had been hearing rumors he wanted to check out. Rumors of another deity that enjoyed learning. A goddess. It wasn't that he thought women were incapable of deep thought, his own beloved Ningal was one of the most intelligent beings he'd ever met – after all, she'd chosen him – but he hadn't thought the island people were all that forward thinking. They seemed to lean very heavily toward male dominance. So he was rather curious about this wise woman.
And he was sure his old friend Thoth would be too. Which was why he had called him to meet upon this little spit of rock in the middle of all the water. They were calling it Krete. Nanna called it a precarious place to live. Looking at the islands scattered to the north, some of them just smudges on the horizon, he shook his head. Give him fertile land with a good strong river any day. He was sure Thoth would agree with him. When he arrived. He was usually very punctual.