I know all of you that have been following The Chronicles of Athaliah, are probably thinking I’m round the bend huh? But then all of you who really know me, know that isn’t so, it’s just Dave being Dave.
I was lying in bed this morning near 3:00 again (what is with this time signature and me?) Anyway I was thinking what it would be like to have a woman like this in this century. I got some real interesting ideas so I’ll share them with you.
1. She’s never seen anything like the miracles of the 21st century so it’s a cultural shock for her too even though she’s a sorceress. Things like cars, TV, airplanes modern music, must seem like miracles to her too. Ok bear with me a little bit here and we’ll have some fun taking her into Fred Meyers.
We pull up at the Sandy Fred Meyers. “What is this place David?” she inquires of me with her bewitching smile and those gorgeous flashing blue eyes. ” Well it’s called Fred Meyers, and it’s a kind of supermarket.” “What is a supermarket?” “My servants used to go to a market is it anything like that?”
“Well sort of, only on a grand scale Athaliah.” “Well my man show me then!” She says with this mischievous smile and a toss of her head. She exits the car and so do I. I am continually amazed at this woman’s stature. She’s 6’6″ tall which puts her 4″ taller than I am flat footed! She looks down at me constantly! LOL! I bought her a pair of 4″ heels the other day and she looked at me like I was nuts. After she had them on for awhile and found out how to stand up in them, put the top of her pretty head at almost 7′! WOW! To say she looked good was an understatement. She wouldn’t keep them on her feet and told me, ” Why would thou ask me to wear such things on my feet David?” I told her that it made her feet look pretty and sexy. She asked me if I thought her feet were pretty without them and I told her they were. Anyway on with the story. We get into Freddy’s. Now she’s wearing a pair of designer jeans those Cruel things I think they’re called. I had to special order them for her because no one thought women were 6’6″ tall. She looks like she was poured into them. She has on a dark blue hoody with the hood pulled back and her lovely onyx black waterfall of hair spilling down her back. Just walking thru the parking lot with her is an experience, she attracts so much attention, it’s like walking around with a statue of some female fetale on your arm. Women look at her like she’s from Mars or something.
We get into the store and I grab a shopping cart. She looks at the cart with her tilting gaze and I can see the wheels going around in that pretty head of hers. She smiles and looks at me. When she does this it’s almost unnerving because for the first instance her gaze is so intense because she’s looking right into you, but then it dissolves into warmth and love in a matter of a second or so. I’m getting used to it but it really throws a lot of folks that she meets for a real loop! Most of the time if she doesn’t know the person the intensity remains because she doesn’t surrender her inner feelings to just anyone. I’ve seen grown men start figiting while she was analyzing them. What they don’t know is that she’s reading their minds just a little. She can do that so it’s just part of her. She reads only enough to find out what their real intention is. I think it’s a protective mechanism for me. It tickles me that she does this, I love her for it.
Anyway we’re in the store and walking down the aisle. We get to the end of it and there’s this affected yuppie type standing there with his girl/wife/whatever and a couple of his fans. You’ve all seen the type, they always talk loud enough that everyone can hear what they’re saying from 50′ away. Who gives a shit what you have to say? He’s doing this and Ath hears him when we’re at the beginning of the aisle. I have to almost skip to keep up with her she has such long legs and her strides are equal to about 1 1/4 of mine! Yeah it’s funny to watch. When we get near these people all the talking stops instantly. I wish you could see the expression on this guy’s face when he gets a look at Athaliah. His face is a reflection of many things all at once. First is total surprise, then of a sort of fearful concern. Ath is rather broad-shouldered for a woman and she’s as solid as a piece of Egyptian Quartzite. She looks at him and there’s no mirth on her face, just this intense probing glare. She is reading him and he’s wondering where she came from, what it is he’s looking at. She stops mid stride and I almost run into her. The yuppie is still not talking but I can see the gears start to go around in his head. His friends are waiting for a comment from him about this awkward situation we’ve walked into. “Well you long legged fox where did you come into my dream from?” he says with a predetermined smirk on his face. He’s got it all figured out that all he has to do is hit Athaliah with some of his 21st century lines and she’ll relax her countenance of him. Wrong wrong wrong. Dude what are you thinking? Her eyes are turning from blue to deep purple, they do that when she’s mad, I only witnessed it once when a census taker questioned her at the door the other day. He left with no further questions.
Well I’m seeing some sparkles forming around the sides of her eyes near those cute little crow’s feet she has, and I’m thinking here goes her lightning bolt charge up process! The sparklies are actually small plasma discharges that form near the corners of her eyes when she’s getting upset. I told her this the other day and she laughed at me, then I got a kiss from her too. LOL! The guy is looking right at her and he’s only about 5’9″ tall she’s towering over him and her face is now dark even with the store lightening what it is, all that’s visible is her glowing purple eyes and the sparks dancing around in her eyes. Wow, would scare me too. He’s not laughing now, neither are any of his friends. His knees are now shaking and he cant’ stand up. He sorta slumps to the ground and his right hand is holding on to the corner of the cooler in the aisle he was standing in. Athaliah isn’t used to putting up with crap like this. She didn’t have to, she was, is, a queen and not used to putting up with any form of disrespect. I told her this might happen and she asked me “Why?” How do you explain something like this to a woman born thousands of years ago?
I grab her lovely long hand and she squeezes my hand and I can feel the warmth returning into it. She turns her gaze towards me and for just a split second I can feel what she was projecting into Mr. Loudmouth’s mind, and it’s really scary! This cold hard questioning probe full of indignance, fury, a searching scan of his total conscienousness. No wonder he fell down! LOL!. She softens immeadiately and says ” Oh David I’m sorry did I frighten you?” I smile and laugh a little and tell her, “yes you did, but that’s ok I understand, let’s go somewhere else. ” Those sapphire eyes are back laughing and sparkling full of mischief, and she turns on that smile of hers that hits me dead center.
We go over to the produce isles and she’s amazed at all the different types of veggies and fruits that are all here in and out of season. “How is this possible my love?” she inquires of me with a child -like innocense in her fabulous eyes. “We have lots of farms that grow this stuff all over the nation my dear woman.” The guy that’s spraying down the lettuce is soaking his shoes down because he’s transfixed with Athaliah’s presence in the produce section. He’s so taken with her he doesn’t even notice how wet his shoes are. LOL! This happens all the time with her.
We get over to the check out stand with the groceries and I let Ath go thru the check stand first. The checker is Marilyn the blonde gal at Freddies ( that’s not her real name but she is a checker there and really nice). She gets a load of Athaliah and Ath turns her gaze right on her and I’m squeezing her hand and she softens immeadiatley. Ath is reading her mind and mine and she’s telling me that she likes this woman because she’s nice to me. That’s funny isn’t it? Poor Marilyn is a little scared but Ath makes her feel better right away and they start talking to each other. Right away Marilyn askes Ath about what she uses on her skin and Ath tells her nothing but soap and water. I can see the puzzlement on Marilyn’s face, then it turns to wonderment. Women! Funny deal here. Athaliah likes Marilyn and now my queen is a woman in the check out line talking girl talk instead of scaring some yuppie loud mouth into wetting his pants. What a switch! We go out of Freddies and into the car. Typical day of shopping with the Queen of Judah. Such a deal.
I saw Marilyn by myself at Freddies the other day and the first words out of her mouth were. “Who was that lovely creature you were with the other day?” I told her that it was the Queen of Judah. “Yeah sure Dave.” was her reply. If she only knew!