Narie the Fallen Fairy

The Adventures of Albert the Librarian - Part 4

Inspired by true events

Walking up the road in the dark

They were passing by the big park

Situated in the core of the dead city

It used to be so full of life, it was a pity!

Suddenly a strange noise occurred

They stood and watched, a great commotion stirred

In the dark silence something taking place

Giving birth to something out of space

A cloud of light and sparkly haze

It was mysterious in any case

Fear, curiosity inspired

Random objects in the air also being fired

Away, they hit the trees around

And fell down useless on the ground 

The sounds - unearthly, causing a headache

As if out of ashes life was trying to awake 

Maybe they should run away

Their feet refused this to obey

Its intentions were invoking fear

But it only managed to interfere

With the tanglements of Eva’s hair

Of which she wasn't very much aware

It was angry, yes, it was

To show its anger, wrath, it chose

It seemed to it that everything was so unfair

To move nobody even dared

The cloud of light had numerous objections

It felt contagious, almost so infectious

Strange shape out of thin air emerging

Someone was of something purging

“Show yourself!” said Eva with impatience

During this perpetual rotation

To it, whatever it was called, the stuff

It started quite a lot to cough

A smoker’s cough, it sounded so

It fought for breath, or did it have a cold?

Patting on the back it could have helped

No going near it, though they felt compelled

Completely understandable considering the screaming

The angry words of “wisdom”, obvious resentment teeming

Instead they sat down on the nearest bench

It used to be so beautiful but now there was that stench

The city’s guts were spilling out onto the streets

They had to watch their steps indeed

The sea could once be seen from here

Now everything was shredded, it appeared

The light emitted noise much louder

Behaviour familiar, how did it find them?

Eva looked at it with some anticipation

A plan for action was devised before this insolent invasion

Whatever it was, its time was taking

Was the anger meant for them? They weren't shaking!

Not yet, at least, they’ve seen it all before

The anger, the resentment - it was not their fault

“Why are we still here?” a question muffled by the sounds

The chilly and nocturnal lace had settled down

Lights flickering in buildings that were still intact

Reflections in the wet tarmac

Broken, sinking here and there

Nobody to call, they were aware

She said “let’s stay and see what this is all about

Something new from this might come out

That would help us solve the riddle

We could wait, well just a little”

“Where are we headed anyways?

I hope we won’t be chased!”

“Now we are waiting here for a while!”

No complaints now could be filed

A bundle popped out of the cloud of light

It jumped up and down - a strange sight

Unfolding in a way they never would have thought

It maybe needed help, it should be caught

Sparks and pieces of dark and light matter

Or what was it? The ground shattered

They felt the tiny mild earthquakes

When would it stop, for God’s sake!?

Which God, Albert was confused, unsure

Eva maybe knew, a thought so premature

He didn't dare say the word

What he feared it would not be heard

For help at some point all the parts in chorus asked

Danger would involve embarking on this task

A glowing blob of light and matter

So many pieces of itself around it scattered

As it was about to bump into a stop sign

It stopped abruptly, screamed “I’m fine! I’m fine!”

A woman sat exhausted in the middle of the road

She sighed and laid down though it was cold

 Legs were lifted with some effort a few times 

As she tried to get up, roll to the side

Eventually she sat up and looked around

”Where is my crown?”

Which appeared on her head with popping sound

An extra body part, without which she could not move around

A final touch that with her total looks was clashing

Getting up - more sparks and flashes

Grunting, panting, how to get up from the ground? 

On her knees, she was at some point crawling around

She held on to the stop sign tightly

The urge to help, they never felt it, even slightly

She was determined, not going to resign

She stopped to take a breath, repeated she was fine

In the middle of the process

Which required various embarrassing poses

Standing - finally! Hand on her back and panting

As if she’d run a few miles, preventing her from ranting

The sight was so cringeworthy, it was painful

The level of this entertainment - quite so shameful!

The haze around her didn't dissipate

Huge lantern casting so much light around, no shade

Blinding like the sun on a bright day

Made them squint and shield their eyes and look away

An aura full of colours, wonderful amazing spree

Was there UV-light in there, creeping in?

Keen interest in them it had also taken

Discernible, a finger at them being shaken

“What are you doing here, both of you!!”

Snapping at them, it was needed too

She waved a hand, to add more drama

To the already overwhelming panorama

“You lad! Just shame on you!

You lost the only thing that in this Universe was true!

How dare you ban all the gods away?

Nobody to rule the world, it`s such a shame!

They are gone to a place of torture

A place so scary, that is full of vultures

Their enemies prepared for revenge

They might be being suffocated by a terrible stench

They might be drowning, stuck in shackles

They might be hit by thousand knuckles!

They might be turned into unholy pigs?

They might be even getting sick!”

She sighed, one more inhale

So many things to make you pale

Impressive was the way she cared

“Who are you again?” our Albert dared 

“There could be anything, we should be fair

…or partying somewhere without a single care”

He added to the list

Unnecessary drama made him pissed!

“Doom and gloom`s my thing I have been told”

Admitting to herself and to her current audience so bold

It was the right thing to be gloomy,

There maybe was a reason too “it feels like that to me!”

She came a little closer, looked at them

Assumed a friendly tone - “Narie is the name”

Short-lived of course

And surely with no remorse

“Judgmental” also was a name of hers

After all they did deserve the blame and curse

Reprimanding was a healthy thing

For both the source and the recipient

It was the father of exemplary behaviour

The mother of endeavour, the sole saviour

Of the wicked, those who misbehaved

Unless she deemed they could not be saved

She felt in charge, important, big

Appearance and volume - meant to make them sick

And she relied on that, it was a force

It was oozing from her pores

She was there when things needed correction

To point a finger at it and improve it to perfection

Correcting the mischief in sight

It was so worth it, such delight!

She herself, she didn’t have to lift a finger

Just raise your voice and let it linger

Which found its way to the victim`s ears

Reawaken the deeply ingrained fears

The sight of her, she hoped that it was scary

Despite the fact that her current occupation was a fairy

She did inspire awe, respect

She made sure everyone it did affect

Her presence, her now masculine stature

Sweets they made her look so immature

Caught between two worlds, it was her fate

Which also made her overweight

It did indeed, there was nothing she could do

The reason she was so mad about, no way to soothe

To have to find the God that once had promised

To keep her lean, sophisticated, sexy, they would pay her homage

A bother that was currently enormous

Entailed a pressing urge for sweets, bad for her performance

A crutch was needed too

And even help to get herself all the way to the loo

It was something she`d forgotten

Now she had a body, and it was rotten

Unfortunately these were the repercussions

If the Gods were here, there`d be no discussions

Instead all this was back

What could be done is find the one behind this ugly hack

The things were not supposed to be this way

To the thrills of being human to obey 

Once she was slim - just a few hours ago

What had happened, probably she´d never know

The deal she had with the Gods in question

It took away her indigestion

Helplessness was real 

When they didn't do their part of the deal

A mighty beautiful creature in past tense

The grief was too immense

The greasy skin, the pimples

Were all back, gone were the cute dimples

The short fringe, dirty blond hair

Surrounded her round face, with warts and hairs

The pain was back, it was hard to walk

She used to be someone who would be stalked 

Priding herself on this, she knew, it wasn't fair

To all the women who suffered out there

A shadow of an image so exemplary

The ultimate woman through the centuries

The deities would fall for her

Feuds would be incited all because of her

The old self she used to so much to hate

It was forgotten, so was her fate

There hundreds thousands years of good looks

About her they wrote books

Now it was all revealed, it was gone

She was what she feared, and they had won

Guarantees provided once for her

That nothing of this sort would have occurred

No way for this to be prepared

She never thought about it, never dared

Although she knew that some time it would happen

She thought she had a weapon

The deal was broken, despite the sacrifices she had offered

Expensive and impossible - she had sold her own daughter

She had no idea whether she could manage once again

She was mad, now everything was just in vain

She was so ready for revenge

As she could not live with this change

These two were here at fault

They brought her whole existence to a halt 

The faceless and the son of that old cow

Who was originally very well-endowed

Why would she have it in the end?

He never knew his mother, her old friend!

She had chosen on the earth to stay

She was in love, she chose to obey

A man who left her all alone

Who wouldn't even bother to call

Why did Albert end up as the Gatekeeper

Was it more reliable and cheaper?

To pick a human, offering predictability

The Gods they had no such abilities

They never did a thing all day

All they did was make everyone else pay

For one thing or another, so unfair! Narie thought

But was it worth the shot?

Would they do what was required?

Was there anyone else to hire? 

Suddenly there came a sound 

From behind the bushes that were round

The special ones that needed so much care

The janitor would run after the kids and scream at them “Beware!”

There was a dude with some dishevelled hair

Yawning did the silence tear

An open posture, friendly smile

They hadn't seen a human for a while

With strong accent came “Hallo”

The three craned and one of them said “oh”

And put a hand on his stiff neck

Who`s this guy? What the heck?

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