21

Now Sieb or She is Ever Beautiful was a beauty even as a child with her gray skin and big blue eyes and a sexy figure. All of the guys wanted her as a mate when, A Descendant of Rolamom, or Ador married her. But people were jealous of the gorgeous couple.

They said, “It is too sad. It will never last long. She will be a tragic figure.”

But Sieb wanted no more of the public eye and talked Ador into moving away to a cave on the edge of the wilderness that he made as elegant as one can make a cave. But there were many people in the hills and mountains of the Piac and when she went to market she always brought Ador with her. The people would react as the celebrities came to the market that was in a valley easily accessed by all the people as if they had seen a goddess. As word traveled, nearly all the people of the Piac turned out to see them, women and men.

After one such trip a male named Fame is my Game of All or Fimgoa came to the cave which was well hidden and unknown to all their neighbors.

Ador came to greet him saying, “Piac, what are you doing here?”

“My name is Fimgoa,” he said, “I have come to see your wife.”

“When word gets around as to where we are there will be no end to it,” Ador said. “Why were you digging around in the dirt until you found a mole? You fox! Leave before I string you up by the tail.”

“Now,” said Fimgoa. “That is not the way to treat someone who out of the goodness of his heart has come to make you a rich man.”

“Leave!” Ador said and moved in close and held the little man by the throat until his feet dangled. “Consider this a warning!” he growled.

Fimgoa said, “I see you are not a man of hospitality. Put-put me down and I will leave.”

Ador put him down and he turned down the little stony path that looked like it led to a lazy man’s cave. But he stopped and said, “I was hoping to get you drunk so that I might see Sieb naked.”

Ador was really angry now and began to run toward Fimgoa but he turned and scurried off into the brush crying, “What are you so mad about! So does every man and most women of the Piac! Surely you know such things! She doesn’t have to show herself! All she has to do is make herself visible and let their imaginations do the rest! Every man among the Piac commits adultery with her in his fantasies as he makes love to his wife. And! Every woman makes love to you in fantasy at the same time. I can and will make you rich!”

Ador hurried into the brush guided by the sound of his voice. So he shut up and doubled back to the road, found his wagon and told his wife, As he Is I Take Him or Ahiith, “Get us out of here as fast as you can!” and she hurried the burros and they headed out while Ador was still searching for him in the brush.

Now Sos knew he was worried about the public coming upon them and making it so they had no rest from them. So Sos said, “I will help you. Obey me.”

Then she had him build a beautiful garden that rivaled in beauty the wonders of the world, beyond the  brush and bushes which made it look like that was where the rocky little road led to that was on his side of a meadow. But before you got to a good road that led to the garden in the meadow on the high side through the pines he made no road and one had to have been there before to know the way to the rocky little road that led to the cave.

“I am grateful to you oh, Holiest of Spirits,” Ador said, “Now Sieb is protected for life.

“Sieb is a beautiful woman,” the Fourth said to him, “I have given her beauty not to hoard all to herself. Her beauty is to be enjoyed by all Piac. Not just her very fortunate husband.”

“Why would you say such a thing to him?” the Fourth’s Mother scolded him and then turning to Ador she said as Sos, “Sieb has a right to a private life and you are very loving to have gone to all this trouble to make it possible for her. Just ignore my Son.”

“I am right!” the Fourth insisted. “What we must do is show them from time to time on a regular basis so the Piac can come to expect it and throw a celebration when it is time for their arrival and then they will not seek her out but be waiting for the great gala every time she goes to the market whether she needs to or not.”

“That might work,” the Spirit of Spirits said. “You may try it if you are of a mind to,” she added, turning to Ador who was in awe of the great beauty though modest dress of the Spirit of Spirits who had manifested right next to the Fourth there in front of him.

“I will,” Ador said, “If you make an appearance with your son when we do. If Sieb’s beauty is to be enjoyed by the masses then yours is no less.”

“I will think about it,” Sos said and went up from Ador. “Now see what you have gotten into. You are about to make me as famous as Sieb. Not that I mind that much.”

So the next time they went to market it was time for the salmon to be plentiful and Sieb and Ador came into town and nearly caused a riot among the Piac.

“What Fimgoa said of these people is true,” God said, “They are adulterous generations with depraved minds.”

“They have done nothing, God,” the Fourth replied. “It is all in their thoughts. They say nothing of it even to others. How Fimgoa knew I don’t know.”

“I told him,” God said.

“Was that right of him, Jesus?” the Fourth wanted to know for he was the God who had been the great King of All in creations that had been before if time made any sense to the Four any longer.

“It was right,” Jesus said then he challenged God with a question: “It was right but was it done with love for them?”

“Sieb is like a goddess,” was the only comment God had, “As is my Spirit.”

Then the Fourth appeared in the midst of the crowd and said, “Be careful what you do to them! I am their God,” but Sieb took exception for the Spirit of Spirits was her God.

So she turned on him and said, “You are only our King. The Spirit of Spirits is our God.”

“Why do you insist on dividing us?” the Fourth said, “We are all one God and we are unlimited, the Triune God and me, the Fourth,” but it was too intellectual for the people. 

Yet they backed off and settled down as Piac went running to the hills and those in the hills climbed the mountains and Piac came upon them from every direction when the Spirit of Spirits appeared floating in the sky with white clouds behind her and the sun shining through the clouds so that she looked even more radiant in her whitest linen toga.

A great cry of wonder came from the crowd to see such a beautiful sight as Jesus’ angels came to wait on her, seeming all radiant in their white togas with the golden clouds and bright sun behind them all. They all including Sieb and Ador knelt and bowing their heads so they need not look for all felt utterly sinful in her presence they stayed that way until she went up again while most said they heard beautiful music accompanying her arrival and departure and that they had seen many of the dead in the crowd to take in the event.

“A goddess?” the Fourth said to God quoting him from before. “Are you sure you were not mistaken? Sieb looks merely human to me.”

“I tried,” God said.

“That you did,” the Holy Spirit said to her ex. “That you did.”

It was called the Advent of the Spirit of Spirits or Aotsos by the Piac and every year during the salmon run a great celebration was held where the women all sent to the Children of Hositma for linen togas bleached as white and bright shining as is possible by anyone in the creation when there was sunshine which there was each year in remembrance of the difference between humans and God.

Sieb was still famous and came on the day of the full moon each month and they threw a party to celebrate her beauty and the beauty of all females. But she was left with just her and Ador on the edge of the wilderness to live privately even when she was pregnant with her five children, three sons and two daughters and they all enjoyed the beautiful garden made according to the directions of the Spirit of Spirits by Ador. It was a favorite site for those who traveled many miles just to see it. But the way to Ador and Sieb’s cave was never known though it is still there and sometimes Ador or Sieb and rarely both them and the children were all there.

But the dead were not raised to see the Aotsos. It was gods and people with much imagination from the long into the future even those near the end of forever who stood among the people especially at the beginning to see it by traveling back in time for the Aotsos is a most sacred time for the Piac and all the Children of Hositma often wonder what it was like.

As time went on the crowds from the future vastly outnumber the living Piac so much so that the valley cannot hold them all for them to manifest at. Some even bought some salmon for an exorbitant amount of silver or gold of any kind for the past is always there to be visited by the curious especially. Ask the Holy Spirit or the Fourth to bring you from the past just to see it from afar. It is a truly magnificent sight. It was celebrated even after they reached Aptlieb for a long time without the earthy influences of course.

“I am impressed,” the Fourth told his Mom which means Mother of Mine.

“I love you, Som,” was her reply which means son of mine as she hugged her only boy.