Library: Tale of Void

In the times, when the world was young all was void. The nature abhorred this, and filled it with life and meaning. Even then the void remained. It part of us, even today, so many ages after the birth of Life. It torments us and makes us suspicious about everything, that has somekind of meaning to us. We ask questions about why and what for, and why just like that, because we all know deep in side, that all is meaningless, and all has sprung up from the cold void. This tale tells about a young hobbit and his emptiness. Vikothor and Saarana had been going out for a couple of weeks. They had laughed and felt together. Many nights they had sat on the porch and watched the nightsky for hours and hours, just holding their hands together and being satisfied with life. Saarana had told Vikothor that she loved him deeply and wanted to marry him some day. Vikothor didn't dislike the idea and thought that maybe Saarana could be the woman for him. Maybe this was the One. He was so happy. They went out for a couple of walks and held hands. At these times they began kissing . They both LOVED it and they went on doing it for hours somedays. The feeling and idea were just so exciting and wonderful! The tongues touching each other and the liquids mixing... mmm. Their love was fiery and seemed neverending. One night Vikothor started a conversation about matters of faith. He himself was a adventurous bard and didn't really believe in anything, but didn't really dismiss the idea that there could be gods. He had witnessed many miracless indeed, but nothing that could ABSOLUTELY convince him about gods. Well, Saarana on the otherhand was a most fervent follower of Tarmalen. She had been raised in a most religious family and her faith was like a mountain. Vikothor said that maybe it could be possible that there could be no gods to Saarana, and that made her very angry. This man really questions my whole life, how does he DARE! She thought. She became very cold and blamed Vikothor to be weak of mind and uncapable to believe in anything! Vikothor was broken. He hadn't meant anything offensive, he just thought bring out a new view to Saarana. After this incident their relationship grew colder. There was a bit of tension in the air, every time they met and kissed. Vikothor was sad. How could this happen? All his dreams of living happily everafter with the girl he loved were gone, or so he felt. He thought that there was only one being, or beings, to blame for this. The God! Tarmalen, the one all called good and noble, caring and kind. He began asking questions about the true meaning of Tarmalen, in his mind. Why people even worshipped that kind of being, that brought limitations to their lives and broke down relationships? He was infuriated by the thought of thousands and thousands of people, that casted their faith in that foul and twisted being, who puts peoples in his leash, and claims that they are good like that! Vikothor saw the god meaningless and touched the void within for the first time. The days that followed were full of empty hate, Vikothor was full of his hate, that he didn't even understand it anymore. Nothing mattered except his hate. He walked the lands, full of the void. His words were meaningless and his songs were cold, and people who listened to them, shivered from cold in the middle of a hot sunny day. One evening Vikothor went to Saarana's home. There he and Saarana sat on the bed, just like they always did. Saarana was quite cheerful at that time, he babled on about things that he had done that day and told Vikothor all about her friends new diet. Vikothor listened, but Saarana's words meant nothing for him. "I catched a butterfly today", Saarana said. Silence, was all Vikothor heard. Vikothor didn't even care about the silence. Even the hate in him had revealed that it had flown from an empty source. If the God was meaningless, how could his hate matter? It didn't. After a while Vikothor opened his mouth and croaked words, words that spoke of differences and a void between him and her. Saarana listened. She understood. She began to cry. Vikothor spoke about the values of Saarana's life and he told every meaningless bit that what he thought about Saarana's god. Then he smiled. He caressed Saarana's hairs, and it didn't matter. There was no emotion, and even if there was, it didn't matter. Love and caring didn't exist in Vikothor. Void had taken over. Saarana shudder and recoiled from Vikothor's touch. She felt the coldness of those hands. "If it doesn't matter, you can as well not do it! Please, do not do it! It doesn't mean anything, it doesn't have any meaning, if you don't have any emotions!" she cried out. Vikothor obeied and smiled. This didn't matter a bit to him. Saarana weeped a moment on his bed and then yelled at Vikothor, that he should leave his house immediantly. Vikothor rose from the bed and walked out. The night was chilling and Vikothor had no warm clothes on. He blinked and his thoughts were full of chaos. Nothing made sense anymore. Nothing had any meaning anym ore. He walked off, to the nearest mountain and whispered something, that he didn't hear. There he stood for a moment. The nightsky shone beatifully. The stars gleamed and casted their light on Vikothor's face. All this... Nothing. Vikothor looked down from the cliff and saw only darkness. Empty space and the Void. Then he dived in...

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Library: Tale of Void