Mosaic Member Names Challenge, All forms of writing apply Options

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hi all.  

I had been planning to post this challenge soon, and then I read this awesome reply that Dove made in 'The Basilica' in response to Angelinasky's welcome tile.

So, now seems like the perfect opportunity to start this challenge!  

Thanks Jessica and PLEASE post your Alice in MM Land. It's very good!  

Best of luck all!

~Cleo    

[Cleo_Serapis]

Christmas in Chell

Unto all things, large and small, a little chaos must fall.

In the meadows of Chell, winter had laced the landscape with idyllic ice and sugared dreams.  The ponds of the Bronze Dragon shimmered, and reflections of Aurora lit a path to the waters of IceFire.

The Elders, Isis and AkhenhatenII, were waltzing to an old tune on ice, and the swooossshhhhh, schwip, schwip, swooossshhhhh, schwip, schwip of their own follies added to the majesty of seasonal sounds.

“What do you know about the event this year,” Isis poked at Akh’s red-dyed wool sweater. “I seem to have forgotten the tune and the tranquility?”

AkhenhatenII toe-picked (his skate) and came to an abrupt stop. “Hmmmm, I can’t remember, my love,” he shrugged and escorted her to a waiting bench. “What is it we are supposed to do again dear?”

“I know not,” she frowned. “Have you a copy of the Chell Scroll in your pack? Surely, the event will be listed?”

The elder thought for a moment, the light in his eyes growing brighter by the second. “Yes, I DO have it,” He lifted his beloved with ease toward the stars of Orion. “We must go there,” he pointed to the far end of the pond. “Where our boots are!”

“Now, now Akh, save your strength for the—ummmmmmmm, what is it called again, Chell celebration? I wish I could remember!”

As they read the Chell calendar, they discovered their dilemma. The 25th of December was missing. December 24 was on Wednesday, and December 26th was on Thursday. “What happened to the 25th?” They both exclaimed.

“We must bring word of this chaos to our king and queen at once,” Akh rolled up the sacred scroll and tucked it back into his pack. “Hurry! Put on your boots and gather the horses!” Akh exclaimed with a fearful inflection.

When the Elders reached the town square, the Basilica was booming with shoppers. Something was different though. All their bags were filled with similar goods ~ scented firewood, cocoa, teas, coffees and baked goods.

Aphrodite and Athena stood at the door to Atum’s Annex and greeted their kinfolk. “Good day to you, kind Elders,” Aphrodite waved. “Why so troubled a look on this fine day?” She sensed chaos and rightly so.

Akh started to speak, but his words could not be found. The scroll unraveled itself, and fell from his pack onto Athena’s foot. “Ah, do you need a new scroll perhaps? We have plenty in stock,” she stated quite proudly. “We make them right here ya know. It’s our specialty.”

Aphrodite ushered the two inside. “How about a nice cup of tea? Come in and warm yourselves, the fires always welcome new sitters.” She poked and prodded the cinders, and a few moments later, a fire was born…again.

“Where are the other scrolls? Please, just find the scrolls,” Akh quipped.

What was not written could not be written, for all the scrolls in Chell were missing the 25th of December. There would be no toys, no jingle bells, no children’s laughter, no wrap to get lost in, no mistletoe, no reindeer and no Santa Claus, Saint Nick, or Kris Kringle coming to town. There would be no manger, no angels, no wise men, no baby Jesus to celebrate the Holy Day. It was simply erased from the scrolls of Chell.

“We must find Imhotep and Cleo_Serapis at once,” Isis cried. “The 25th is missing! See for yourselves.” She passed the scrolls to all who had entered the store.

Zeus² had heard the commotion and ordered his guards to find the Royals. Atila the Hun and Jox saluted in Chell style and took their leave. Along the town road, they met Alan, Arnfinn and Atlantis’s Prince Cailean. They exchanged small talk and each took a different path that lead to the same end, the castle of Chell.

“We must reach the Royals by nightfall to save the spirit of all that was, of all that is, and all that must remain, here in Chell!” Alan shouted as he bolted with his horse Cybele and vanished into the night.

Michelle was enchanting a dove with her cousin Nefertiti when the towering bells of the castle began to ring... and ring... for no reason. “What chaos has befallen our kingdom this time,” she asked the dove. “Must they always ring those blimey bells so loudly!”

The dove replied, “It is the spirit of Christmas they seek, princess. It has been lost. The scrolls speak not of it.”

The two royals finally realized that the dove was right! They had not been caroling, shopping, or decorating for Christmas! No one had! No one remembered… until today.

Once the Royal family had been told of this chaos, Pandora was instructed to use her powers to re-write all of the scrolls of Chell before the next sun of Ra awakened.

As it was written, so it was done. A new day dawned in Chell, and the townspeople remembered the spirit that had been lost unto them. They sang carols. They gave to the less fortunate. They baked and drank merrily. They shopped. They decorated. They celebrated with family and friends the Holy Savior and brought tidings of joy to all.

They shall never forget the 25th of December again. Their spirit could no longer be broken, ravaged, forgotten or misplaced. It was within them all along. They just needed to walk the path of light to discover it again.

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© 2003 Lorraine M Kanter *All rights reserved by L Kanter as an unpublished work.