Duty for a God

     I once watched HIM walk along that desolate cliff I may already have told you about. HE looked for a release, or so it seemed to my eyes. HE normally gets along with HIS life and duty in as much good cheer as HE can muster, though sometimes HE dwells on HIS situation in an interminable manner.

     HIS walking that day inevitably came to a view of Pandemonium. HE looked at it. HE looked about, shaking HIS magnificently dark hair back and forth with the wind of its passage, HIS black wings making whispers of sounds as he moved them out of his view. HE saw me then and smiled. (I will never be able to describe his smile, it is too pure, too honest and loving, it makes me ache when seeing it.) HE said to me, "Chronicler, look beneath my feet, see you not the happiness that these people possess? Why does this not bring me happiness, can you answer that?"

     "No, I can not tell YOU why it does not make YOU happy. I am not allowed, by YOUR own order, to answer any question YOU ask of me," said I rebuking HIM. (HE once commanded me and all of my kind, the Chroniclers, to never answer a question HE asked. HE feared our knowledge's affect on HIS plans, you see HE is not supposed to be all knowing.) On hearing this HE but sighed and looked to the sky above.

     "I know this as I know most things now, Chronicler, but sometimes I wish you were more disobedient," HE said as HE walked on. "I never forget all I have done is for them, but it makes me sad. I know all I have done since creation; paradise's banishment, interventions, even the ending of the world to free those still trapped upon it, all has been for the best of man and unman alike. Still I wonder if I did not do something wrong in my plan. Sometimes I think it would have been best leaving well enough alone. Most times I can't even justify my rebellion."

     As HE talked we came back to HIS abode. It was less magnificent than HIS smile, yet it was greater than most things I had seen in my journey through eternity at HIS side. There HE stopped and looked at me once more. "I am not sure that I have done the right thing. But I have lived with my punishment and I have tried to help those who would let me. At least I gave them freedom."

     And with that the greatest being I shall ever know walked back into HIS own home on HIS cloven hooves. HIS pain continuing alongside HIS duty.

                      -Chronicler: Disonial the Watchful

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