Take tiempecillo ago (I'm a busy woman, what are you going to do xD), I will take that sent me this beautiful story, which has given me permission to share with you / as. The theme goes well hand in hand with the rest of the stories I often write and not manganime, but I think you will like. Also, is written by a man, which is often seen very little.
The curtain rises ...
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I
If he closed his eyes could almost floating feel a world apart: cold and dark, but in which there was no decay or pain, only the water surrounding him.
opened his eyes and saw the cold winter sun reminded him of the urgency of their mission. He rose with the water coming through the waist, and adjusted the belt in the hair and beard. Looking at his reflection was found that the blood had completely disappeared and a small part, which sought to silence, he regretted that it was. A piece of his soul, who left submerged in water while returning to where he had left the laundry drying, a mark appeared 'bidding, impossible to remove any stain. A part of his soul wanted the world is not equal after killing three people.
When adjusted his belt and the layer of wool back to solitary road. Passing next to the bodies by the side saw the old one that completely covered her face, almost inadvertently moved by a mixture of pity and compassion, we removed the helmet and let his body look at him with vacant eyes.
- This is your punishment against me, Hurrian. Curse if you wish now you see your murderer. - In the lost valley of the mountain the wind only answered.
He left behind him and the others who were their eyes open, looking at Arinna. A few hours reached the peak gap between announcing Kizzuwatna gap and stopped to watch the descent of the valley. The road wound between the short grass and little snow was left, to get lost in the woods, feet below him: hardly have guessed the path to follow without knowing the place. Subiluliuma the cold air deep breath and began the descent: a prince of Hatti was entering the land of Mitanni.
II
When distinguished the man feared he was being ambushed, as the Humans never walk alone keeping pace. Would perhaps aware of his mission? Crouched in the bushes, hid the shield and disposed coat and baggage under it. With the coat of wool could pierce with spears, but with the brushed metal dazzling approach would have been a suicide. Anyway the Hurrian were brave on horseback, so sharp enough to kill a place to put the rest to flight.
found a place to see and prepared the small lancet noted that the blood was pounding in my temples. Even putting to flight the rest getting what? Would facilitate its mission, and since then forget to return for the passage of the Euphrates. Nervous as he was, just could see the shadow, big as a bear, which stood behind him. Only a slight rustle made him react and move away to avoid the ax of that warrior's skull split in two, more shattered the lance and threw the prince to the bushes.
With lying, it was not difficult to hit the stranger in the back before they join. The pain covered her from head to toe and only with great effort could be turned to face the giant with just a small sword unsheathed. Subiluliuma was launched, for if not at least stab, at least confront him standing over the man sticking his body could depart a tree. The wooden ax again walk the path of air prince's head, but this had been expecting the move, bent down and gained ground his big enemy fell on him, he could not retreat beyond the tree.
a cut was enough to open a wound in the arm that carried the ax. This, perhaps because of the pain or surprise, he dropped the heavy weapon. The stranger, who fought with fury, seemed to ignore the death of their situation and pounced. This time he dodged Subiluliuma dealt a blow to the head that left him lying unconscious.
still panting with fear, and with a horrible pain in the back, looked at the warrior prince. He was alone, of course - for the rest of the Hurrian may have accompanied it would not have hesitated to sew with arrows or attack as a group have had the opportunity - and had prepared for as well as the odd battle naked except for a leather coat and a strap with a knife that had not reached out. She wondered, as the rider's eyes were Hurrian, just might have seen him in the woods and would have been he who had surprised them, as in the passage of Kizzuwatna.
He turned the body lying with his foot and scanned his features, brown hair and beard and towns, but looking and well-cut gray hair. Burly and hairy, not like one of those that covered Hurrian dye their gray hair and painted their eyes pretending to be kings of the twin thrones. After a while thinking ascertained that the stranger would not move and went for a rope.
III
He awoke hours later, and struggled against Hittite knots before you even realize where it was. Subiluliuma had found his horse, hidden in the foothills, and had carried on stretchers until nightfall overtook them in the land of Hurri. Now, to light a small fire, lay between the sea of \u200b\u200bhills.
- have served me well, my good man. - Said the Prince when he realized the cold and look Suspicious unknown. Stared at him in silence for a long time after the fire. The gleam in the eyes of the man inside was disturbed: at last for days looking at the face of a warrior alive, and not someone who had killed in ambush.
- There are Hurrian, man. Your horse is not trimmed, your weapons are not luxurious and your appearance - he pointed with one hand while the other held a lancet - there is a Lord of the horses. Who are you? Who sent you?
- Kill me already damn kid. Stop playing with me. - Something moved inside the prince, as if the negligence of man by her life enfolding the curse of all the Humans killed by their hands.
He approached the man, leaving the lance driven into the ground. - No desire to kill you - you said - I want to know what I asked. Only. Nothing more.
- And let me go after that idiot? - Cynic said. Subiluliuma said arc lay along the horse.
- I can hit a hare from afar. If you think you're not dangerous to leave the lancet stuck there - said the other side of the fire - and you tied hand and foot. When I lost in the horizon you can cut the rope and be free, but if you try something before you shoot. And you best target tied to a hare.
The man thought for a moment and finally spoke.
IV
- My name is Hikkul of Aleppo. I made my living as a soldier and was present when he drove the men of Azzi. Our shields often defended the ways your people, a man of Hatti. But two years ago came Mitannos, you call Hurrian, and their beasts and set fire to my Aleppo Charchemis. Killing women and children.
Silence returned to take over the small island in the sea of \u200b\u200bdark hills, with men only illuminated by the crackling fire. The prince felt pain every drop of spilled the story of the soldier and admiration for the warrior turned into sympathy.
- Do you like this story Hittite? Do you think that then let me live?
- I do not like you treat me like a beast Hurrian. I'm not pleased by blood. - Subiluliuma returned a pained look cool - I remember that I brought with me rather than kill
- That generous ...
- But what are you doing here Hikkul - cut Subiluliuma - Aleppo is many hours to the west.
The man was silent a while, scanning the faces of the young. At the end snorted momentum, and with reluctance, he spoke again.
- rumors have come to Aleppo. They say that the witch who advises Mitannos has given birth to a monster that will help subdue any lift, and your kingdom in the mountains. They say they hide to be half human and half serpent in Ammezadu houses, ancient ruins lost in the land of Hurri. - Subiluliuma's heart skipped a beat when I hear about the monster. Could it end up with him? "I'd make then the forgiveness of his father Tudhaliya?
- say more about Monster
- no more. But I know that men are frightened at the idea of \u200b\u200ba living hell, and rise up against Mitanni if \u200b\u200bthey see a dead monster. Want to bring the head and guide to free land.
The prince stood up, trying to hide the emotion. I thought I knew where they were Ammezadu houses and could come in short. That man had given him the key to save. Something inside him wanted to untie at the moment, embrace it with joy and feel her skin. Almost instantly felt strange and disturbed. He stepped back.
- Hittite kill preferiréis the end?
- No - Subiluliuma muttered, leaving dazed from his thoughts. Lancet stabbed in the right place, looking for the last time you said you are free Hikkul, return to Aleppo, knowing that the beast will die.
However, breaking his word, did not stop to look back even once, leaving him alone to sever their ties. Wanted to leave as soon as possible on their side.
V
morning ride. Poorly estimated distance and in more than one occasion realized he had erred in the course. The mountains were just bull a poor display to guide you through the endless hills that lay before him. Obsessed as he was tired and did not see coming the arrow that felled him.
Subiluliuma just felt the horse stumble. When it fell to the ground dead the prince flew out, hitting against the rocks and rolling down the hill. He cursed when recovered the felt sense and the horses trot behind the hill, only had one of the spears and sword to deal with more than three Hurrian.
- At least give battle - wanted to believe, but soon the anger surfaced: anger of being so close and budding remain stupid and careless.
First Hurrian who rode up the hill saw the gleam of the helmet in the undergrowth. Warning to his companions, who rode around the hill over there, put an arrow in his bow, over the bushes near Subiluliuma out, sticking the spear through its jaw and head. The body fell to the floor, before the other Hurrian may have noticed, had unnail tip.
The three horsemen, perceiving deception, charged the Hittite, which launched the nearest Lancet. The man brought and shield, but the Lancer was not for him: his horse collapsed and died almost instantly Hurrian was thrown up near the prince. Stunned as he was, could do nothing when the prince cut his neck.
More partners soon reached the height of Subiluliuma and they hit with their lances to knock. Already on the ground, an angry Hurrian fell from his horse, sword in hand, ready to give the same death which had helped him to his partner. Hittite, blind with pain for the released, attempted to reach a stone with which to attack his tormentor, but he saw it and stepped on his arm with a vengeance. - I hope I die with your eyes open - he thought as he saw death in the sheet of Hurrian.
The blood and brains splattered face Subiluliuma. Was surprised by the pain of wounds and the little pain of death, until he realized that the soldier's blood was Hurrian. As the world grew dark around her, a big body and hairy like a bear pulled from the tomb in which he had become that hill.
- Hikkul - he managed to murmur, but sounded the blood gurgling in his throat.
- Shut up, stupid Hittite.
's body was warm. At that time was the most anti-death and mountain water I could imagine.
VI
woke at night, without knowing how much time had passed. He looked at the moon and breathed again when he saw that he was still declining: It hurt to breathe.
- You recover soon Hittite - said a deep voice.
- Hikkul - Subiluliuma recalled the hills and the Humans. He joined Hikkul to see sitting at his side. - I followed.
- knew where you were, more than I did before finding you. - Smiled, showing a row of white teeth that contrasted with his dark beard.
The prince laughed by the irony of acting as a guide. It hurt, but he did not: he was alive. She adjusted the blanket of skin which had covered Hikull: I was naked and had been surrounded with thick bandages wound sites. He looked weak, felt strong, he was glad that Hikkul would have saved his life over many things.
- I've attached -
Subiluliuma told
- not you told me your name, Hittite.
- My name Subiluliuma. - Hikkul laughed
- Names twisted, twisted people. The Hittites you are strangers.
Hikkul joined to stoke the fire with dry branches Subiluliuma could not stop looking at him as if hypnotized. He had trouble breathing and this time it was the pain in his back, but a strange pressure in the chest as the first time she had a real battle.
- Your idea of \u200b\u200bsomeone heal a wound is like a dog tie? - Asked Hikkul while dropped close to his side, very close, almost as he felt the breath out of his mouth.
Someone bolted the fire and the blood mounted to his temples. Subiluliuma stepped forward and kissed the lips of a surprised Hikkul. I hugged her neck with both hands and fell upon him naked. I could not stop touching her skin, could not stop hugging. Just as he realized Hikkul undressed to expose her breast, which already glimpsed the gray between the abundant hair.
- is warm - Subiluliuma thought. And was surprised. It was the only thought that crossed his mind, the rest was a spring that sent in your body, like a thousand times learned movement.
kiss his body, his arms, his English and his penis. Licked the sweat from his body, he knew salty and bitter, but strangely close. Hikkul kissed her back, his wounds and his neck, stroking her legs and penis. Subiluliuma, and snatched a divine wisdom, was touched by the ignorance with which Hikkul indulged in this game, in the light of the fire and the witness waning.
They kissed and licked, hugged and rubbed their bodies. Finally - no matter the order - both broke out on each other and fell faint, the fur rug had been lovers far and was now only covered by a blanket of stars.
VII
Subiluliuma woke the dawn, and watched Hikkul long time, his body bathed in the dim light of dawn in the land of Hurry. He thought about what happened the night before, how he had saved his life and all he had done for him without knowing him. Closest feeling you were surprised that some comrades in the halls of Hatti. And one idea, breaking through like a tidal wave in the lowlands, came inexorably to mind.
wished to break away, he felt nothing but to have her miserable, but ultimately was forced to admit he was right. Searched the Hikkul horse had been stolen from the Hurrian people and found a rope. Should be fast.
the evening came to the Hittite Ammezadu houses. For several hours he could hear the cries of the beast and had prepared for it. Hikkul - tried not to think about, because he gnawed the insides - detail had to pick up your armor, so for the first time since he had left Hattusas Hittite dressed like a soldier.
stole tied at the waist linen curing iron coat and helmet covering his chest high. The round shield in hand, sticking his spear, and entered the lair of the beast. Being lit by a witch and the demons of the desert, her skin hardened like a lizard, dragon's face and a long body and gnarled like a tree. The bodies of Hurrian, which should have served first for protection and then feed that monster, were scattered throughout the ancient temple of stone needles.
To be guessed rather than saw, a Subiluliuma, and lunged at him with a scary scream. The Hittites settled the spear, prepared to resist the horrible burden, and surprised at the speed of the small legs on which it was to be to stand up. In the brutal monster crash against iron shield the prince felt his spear to penetrate and break into the flesh of the monster they screamed in pain and anger to linger a bit. Should be the first time that being met the Hittite iron instead of copper soft Hurrian.
Hittite realized that would have less time than anticipated, taking advantage of the damage to be rushed as he could with his shield as he pulled the sword from his belt. I hear the roar of the monster as it moved between the needles of stone, trying to get you out to pass. Subiluliuma understood since she heard of the beast would be a demon on the battlefield, like a pack that only means death and does not stop at anything. Working against spears, could not do anything against it keeping training.
When he got the second shot the beast and had learned, instead of attacking the Prince, seized his shield with sharp talons and flew through the air. Subiluliuma, fearing something like this, I had broken his arm and took the opportunity to inflict a stab at being in the lower abdomen. Just entered, but bleeding and infuriated him even more.
- That's monster, let your hate blind you against me - the Hittite ran even faster, leaving behind his sword and shield.
The beast, though wounded, had gone from famine to be angry. Barely started moving said striding toward Subiluliuma, who started climbing the hills. On more than one occasion that he feared the young reach, but the hysteria of the animal and the two wounds limited their ability. When salted in the valley where the houses were Ammezadu Prince was practically in the open, at the mercy of the beast. Subiluliuma stood next to a stump to recover breath, the beast lunged at him with a furious speed. He had fallen into the trap.
Subiluliuma pulled the rope that was tied to the stump and pry his leg, a tight row of spears emerged cutting the beast jump in the air. Just tried to recover the Hittite dropped by its own weight contraption that plunged into a deep trench off the hours before and hidden traps. The young man looked at the dying creature and wait for yet expired. Had done well to foresee that it would fly, because the pit if there would be served.
VIII
Before Subiluliuma the sun came up and had to be beheaded, and was sitting on a rock. The rider was not expected, popping up west. Furious dismounted, holding the ax in one hand.
- should have let you die bastard - Hikkul was beside himself, releasing foaming at the mouth. - So you take advantage of my fucking pig? - Subiluliuma just looked at him in silence and the man stopped in front of the Hittite, sitting quietly and without armor.
- Hikkul I think you're wrong, just give you back what you did for me.
- What me back that bastard? "The honor of the people of Hatti worth more than the freedom of Aleppo?
Subiluliuma threw the severed head of the creature at the foot of Hikkul.
- is yours - he said. Hikkul looked at her in amazement.
- What is this? "Another trick? - Her knuckles whitened around the handle of an ax. Subiluliuma one motion and would be dead.
- I know you like no man knows you
Hikkul
- As ever say this will kill sodomite! You tricked me! You tied me sleep! You took advantage of me!
- are strong, and want freedom for your people - Subiluliuma continued his speech, calm, without fear of the wrath of Hikkul - but you also want your death, you look for the pain they carry.
Hikkul pursed his lips, the hand holding the gun is weakened to drop the ax on the floor. Subiluliuma continued.
- would have trusted your heroic strength, in your pain, your hatred and your death would suffice, but it is not. The beast would have killed any warrior who had faced so honorably. He was about to kill me several times.
Hikkul since subsided, he bent to touch the head of the devil, but not an eye Subiluliuma retired.
- Hikkul would have died without glory, without freedom, without reason. I have seen many men die like that, and could not bear to you pass. The hunter killed by traps in the mountains, that would embarrass used to kill a man. I killed her without a struggle and without honor, only to treason. My father is not wrong in that about me. - The prince stood up, looking at Hikkul, hoping his gesture. - But as far as I'm concerned, history will say that it was you who swing in just struggle. You'll be the hero of it all - even if it means condemning my inheritance to the throne, he thought.
- And you do not take out any of this? - Hikkul got up, stood face to face with the Hittite.
- Your Hikkul live is all I ask. You return to Aleppo alive.
This time I take the Subiluliuma lips, hugging your body. I ate deep kissing under the rising sun and the morning were surprised with the naked bodies in the abandoned place. For the first time since so many wars and betrayals, from so many traps and bloodshed, had found something beautiful, did not even have to do with those who had come for.
This morning, lying together, thought they were going to die of pain and passion. But the fire that burned inside them remained alive, fed your skin with kisses and hearts together to beat louder, until they were deaf. They loved each other with kisses and bites, with caresses and empentones, with hugs confusing, but a clear sense.
In a world that was upside down had gone crazy and so were saved.
And that was all that became important.
IX
separated.
Subiluliuma went to Hatti land, where he said I never actually left.
Hikkul Aleppo again victorious with the monster's head and urged his people to rebellion.
happen until the lovers meet again, the situation would be very different.
But that's another story to be told another time. FIN
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