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Ninlil (ladysky) wrote in history_dot_com,
@ 2012-04-10 00:28:00

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~nergal, ~ninlil

Dearest Hopes and Wishes - Ancient Sumer (Nergal)
Ninlil had always hoped to provide the best for her children. She aspired for them to be the best at what they were gifted with. She was born a simple maiden, ancient in a way, the daughter of great people but plain. Through Enlil's wanton actions which eventually lead to her loving him and then her marrying him... She became more than the maiden. More than Sud. She was Ninlil. Equal to her husband and maybe even slightly wiser than him. Though she would never say such aloud. They had wonderful children together, whom she loved more than life itself. But Ninlil was human in a way.

What she was witnessing was terrible. The land was scorched with fire. The land soaked in blood. It was the wind that called her here. The wind which doused the fire in places and spread it in others. Ninlil could not control it now. Tears were flooding her eyes because she knew. She felt him. He was everywhere and nowhere in sight at once.

This was Nergal's doing.

She loved her children, but she could not stand behind this. She had seen it coming, the boy had always had a taste for.. was this her fault? Could she have prevented it. She searched, moving as quick as the wind. From place to place for her boy. She had to find him, she had to stop this. If Enlil saw, oh what if they all knew? Her boy. She had followed Enlil down below and this was her doing was it not?

She had bore him into being. She shared in the fault. War. That was what they called this. Ninlil had no taste for it.

"Nergal!" She called, moving, switching places, flowing with the wind. Where as he?

"Nergal!"

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beast_of_war
2012-04-12 05:01 am UTC (link)

Nergal was sitting on a hill watching the chaos he had unleashed. It had been so easy. He had gone wandering and found two chiefs of two different villages. One of the chiefs wanted more land for his people. The other village was very close. Nergal had an idea that he thought sounded like fun. He whispered in the first chief’s ear that the other village had land that was good for farming and families.

That was all it took for the chief to assemble his warriors and attack their neighbors. Nergal may have neglected to tell the first chief that the other village had a stronger group of warriors. The surprise attack did give the first village a slight advantage at first, but quickly the battle turned.

Nergal grinned as he watched the warriors dismember and decapitate their enemies. Each spray of blood left him wanting to see more. The burning village warmed his heart even as it left the people homeless or dead.

He had always felt … Something when he was around fighting. But this… This was just the most amazing feeling he had ever had. He couldn’t wait to share it with Nanna.

He looked up when he heard his mother calling his name. He must be late for dinner. “Mother!” He stood up and waved to her. “I’m over here!” He bet she would love what he had created.

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	ladysky 2012-07-07 03:19 am UTC (link)
	"Nergal!" But then she heard the boy and she was running for him, snatching him up in her arms. "Why are you here? Why did you wander off?" Ninlil was trying to sound.. less worried than she was, but she was worried. Oh he got this from Enlil didn't he? But Enlil had grown to be.. "What happened?" She asked, sounding calmer, but holding him tighter. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

beast_of_war
2012-07-27 03:19 am UTC (link)

Nergal always liked his mother’s hugs. It always made him feel warm and safe. Not that he felt unsafe where he was, but he still liked the hug. He probably should have told her where he was going before he took off earlier. But he honestly did not know where he was going when he left. He was just following his feeling.

“Sorry, Mother,” he said, hugging Ninlil back. “I didn’t mean to wander away. But look! Isn’t this the most fun thing ever?” He grinned as he pointed out over the burning land. The killing had mostly stopped now. The majority of the attackers had been put down, including the chief. He wondered what the winning chief would do now.

This was very exciting. Would he kill the remaining warriors of the attacking side or let them return to their village? Or would he cut them down as an example to others? Nergal could probably influence the outcome if he concentrated really hard. He wondered which way would be more fun.

“I think they finished fighting now,” he said, sounding a little disappointed.

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ladysky
2012-07-30 09:39 pm UTC (link)

"You should not be out watching a bloodbath." Ninlil sounded disgusted, and she was. For all that there was in the world, Ninlil wanted life and peace. She wanted her sky to be open and filled with gentle breezes and the only embers and sparks should be that for warmth or because of natural reasons. Not a scoured earth because of a battle.

She lifted his chin a little, to look him in the eye. She'd known for awhile now. She could feel the pull. He was her child and so she had to know him through and through.

"Did you have anything to do with this my damu?" Damu was her word for Nergal, it meant child, as did another word, but she saved this one for him. Sometimes she thought she spent too much time coddling Nanna and not enough with Nergal.

So he had his own word.

"I know.. it seems.. fun, but you do realize that these are mortals and their lives are much shorter than ours. Much much shorter."

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beast_of_war
2012-08-16 03:40 am UTC (link)

Was that what this was called? A bloodbath? It seemed silly to take a bath in blood. You would just be all sticky and then you would have to take a real bath. He would really hate that. Baths were not that much fun.

Nergal smiled at Ninlil when she used his special name. He liked the fact that he had a special name but Nanna and Nanshe didn’t. It let him know how much their mother loved him. He didn’t need as much attention as Nanna did, so it was extra nice that his mother knew he was more special than his siblings were.

“I didn’t really start it, Mother,” he said, smiling up at her. “They were already mad at each other. I just helped them finish it. They needed a lot of help.”

He listened to his mother telling him about mortal lives. She seemed very serious about the mortals. “If their lives are so short, shouldn’t they want to use it to entertain us? That’s what they’re here for isn’t it?”

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ladysky
2012-09-12 07:41 pm UTC (link)

"No, Nergal. We are here to protect them. To guide them, to help them. But never so directly. I like to think of them as children, in a way. But not my own, of course. As I only have that much room in my heart for you and your siblings. But they are something we're suppose to care for, in a way." Ninlil brushed some hair from his face and tried to think of how better to put this.

"There's a balance to this world, you see. If we tilt the scales too much they will fall to ruin and then where would we be? What would we rule over? Who would we rule? Simply each other? You are still young, in time you will understand. But if you're going to go out and use your..." Ninlil tried to smile..

"...talents, then it's best you take your father with you. What would have happened if they had noticed you out here alone?"

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beast_of_war
2012-09-30 05:57 pm UTC (link)

He supposed that protecting them was more important. They obviously could not protect themselves. They couldn’t even fight very well. “Okay, Mama. I’ll help protect them.” Maybe he could show them how to fight better. He would have to think about that. Maybe Nanna could help him figure it all out.

Nergal guessed his mother was right. It wouldn’t be much fun if they only had each other to boss around. Nanna was older, so he would get to be the boss above Nergal and Nergal did not like being bossed. Maybe he could boss Nanshe.

He hadn’t been worried about the mortal men seeing him. He could have beaten them if they had tried to hurt him. He knew he was better than any of them. But, if it made Ninlil happy, then he would do what she asked.

“Okay. I’ll bring Father next time.” That could be a good way to really spend some time with Enlil. He never got to see his father very much. He was a very busy god. “Maybe Father can teach me how to make this even better!”

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