IMAGINATION'S PLACE
FICTION
VISITING AN OLD FLAME
By; Gerald A. Polley
The Ancient One and his companions were out on their usual
mischief when he lighted in a Midwestern city and his companions
followed him. They were outside a rather plain building of
concrete and glass. A marker by the entrance proclaimed that the
place was The Polyhedron Corperation. The Ancient One smiled and
walked up to the gate. The guard did not seem to be even startled
by his appearance. "She in?" he asked. The woman bowed.
"Yes, Lord Creos," she answered. "I will inform
her you are coming. Durga," the woman remarked,
"greetings! Who is your companion, Old One?"
"He's called The Ax Man," The Ancient One answered.
"He's one of Odin's and Frigga's sons, not too well
known."
"He is welcome!" the woman continued. "Please, go
right on up!" The Ancient One bowed and headed for the
building's entrance. It opened. Two women were inside in gowns
that would take any man's breath away! They bowed as The Ancient
One and his companions passed.
"They're not armed!" Durga remarked.
"The ornaments on the pillars," The Ancient One
answered, "the swords and the shields. They're their
weapons. And there's people out of sight with more conventional
ones."
They took an elevator to the top floor and inside the building
was far more luxurious than outside! Georgeous women with
virtually nothing on were frolicking in a pool. They stopped as
The Ancient One and his friends passed. Beyond the pool was a
garden like area, and beyond that, a throne. A girl of six or so
sat on the throne. A crown was mounted on a holder above her
head. Two burly women stood on each side of her. This time they
held the shields and wore the swords.
"Hello Queen Hippolyta!" The Ancient One remarked.
"You are as beautiful as ever, though a little young
yet." "Dying and being reborn," Queen Hippolyta
answered, "is surely a nuisance, but this body should do me
for another thousand years! What brings you about, Old One?"
"I've been picking up some interference in my Work,"
The Ancient One remarked, "one of the people I dealt with
recently had Diana's energy all over her. I would appreciate it
very much if you would tell her to stay out of my affairs! I
don't really want another confrontation with her! I know her
ideas and my ideas of women's rights don't always agree with each
other. But we're having a pretty hard time right now, and we
can't afford any interference. We're barely hanging on as it
is."
The Queen sat back and stared at The Ancient One. "I had no
idea!" she explained. "I will certainly speak to my
daughter. I'm sure she doesn't realize she's interfering with any
of your efforts. Maybe if you two got together.."
The Ancient One raised his hand. "How old is she now in this
incarnation; twelve, thirteen? I don't think so! Seven or eight
years from now, maybe, but not before then! I've got enough
troubles! This isn't ancient times. Relationships between a girl
that age and a man my age are not acceptable now."
The Queen roared with laughter! "You are always such a
joy!" she finally managed. "I will definitely speak to
her and tell her to stay away until she's older. But you will be
even older, then!"
"We'll deal with that when it comes," The Ancient One
answered, "but right now I could really do without this
interference. I've got too many things going." "It will
stop," the Queen promised. "Was it you that took care
of the gentleman that were having the girls swallow the drugs and
bring them into your country and sent the girls to our people in
Texas?"
"Hope that was no problem!" The Ancient One apologized.
"Was in a hurry and didn't have any other place to put
them."
"No problem!" the Queen assured. "We just wanted
to be sure. They are being well taken care of, and we will see
that they have good lives. But we didn't know you knew about that
operation!"
The Ancient One smiled and said nothing.
"I see!" the Queen concluded. "You'd better get
out of here before I want to ask you more questions! Damn! When
I'm old enough you'll be way too old!"
The Ancient One laughed this time, as he and his companions went
to leave. "When you're old enough," he answered over
his shoulder, "you'd kill me! They've already had to fix my
heart once. It would never endure you!" Everyone in the room
roared with laughter! The Ancient One and his companions took
flight again, his male companion obviously had all kinds of
questions but wasn't asking any. But The Ancient One knew he'd
get around to it!
THE END
A woman is like a tea bag- you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water. ( Eleanor Roosevelt )