“Silence is
Golden.”
King Midas* #quote
Today brother came over to hang out travel the lands with me. Y'know
adventuring, doing things like throwing rings into mountains or
destroying giant space stations shaped like moons. Anyway onto the
flash fiction!
What A Spirit Will Be When He Grows Up
The little spirit stood before Mother Nature and Father Time. At
least one of them. When thinking of deities and all their forms of
existence it can get confusing. Multiple versions of somebody was not
uncommon. A form of overtime simultaneously, they were actually
talking to more than just the little spirit, but in more places.
“Now little one, Denny was it?” Father Time said, “You're
going to be a full fledged deity someday. But you need to start
thinking of what you want to be when you grow up. Training to become
any deity takes thousands of years if not more. And if you keep
switching your decisions...well there's a reason we don't have many
of us.”
Mother Nature sighed, “Not many of us complete the process. With
all the universes out there we need more and more deities and forces
to guide the world but now we're running out people to cover the
jobs. Some of us are appear in multiple places at one time to cover
what needs to be done, working overtime, and I can't remember the
last time that a deity retired. Some came out of retirement to
help.”
“Now we shouldn't guilt trip the lad,” Father Time added, “I
do hope one of the possible time lines I foresee where I get a
vacation actually happens. You could become a time deity Denny.”
“Or one of Nature. Though to replace me you'd have to study
multiple forms and master them all but you would be praised. Think of
it, Father Nature! You'd be so cool!”
The two deities kept recommending positions to Denny from across the
many universes. He stayed silent and kept thinking while they spoke.
After ten minutes of their speaking he responded.
“I can be any type of deity I want to be right? Studying any form
of the universe?”
Mother Nature responded, “Yes, devoting yourself to managing it
and its progress.”
“Imagination.”
“What?” Father Time had been so focused on what he wanted Denny
to do he didn't explore this possible chain of events with his time
powers, nor could he now. “What do you mean?”
“I want to be a deity of imagination, cultivating, managing human
imagination and its progress. I would be doing things like helping
humans overcome writers block over all the universes or coming up
with ideas for innovative inventions using my powers,” Denny
explained.
Father Time responded, “No such position exists!”
“It exists now.” The little spirit smiled.
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