Sunday, March 13, 2005

The Fruit of the Tree.

Episode for Mar 8 2005, Tuesday. Vainly Gus pleaded with the kite to reveal its supernatural nature before Aguiluz. But in spite of entreaties, Niwalum’s kite remained just a kite in his hands. Eventually the boy gave up. Apparently, the toy obeyed only the voice of its owner. “So you’re saying Niwalum has powers?” said Aguiluz. Gus nodded. “He said he’s an Encantado.” “Oh he did? But if he is one, then he must have lost his strength by now.” The evening was upon them. Gus retired for the night while Aguiluz stayed awake, sitting under the tree where they had found the kite. He was very curious about Niwalum now; the boy and the things Pagaspas claimed he could do mystified the Sugo. Who and what was this boy really? Where did he come from? Why did he suddenly show up out of nowhere, with no father and no mother around the time when… He was playing absent-mindedly with his flute in hand. He stroked the ground with it and wrote down the boy’s name: Niwalum. “Niwalum,” the Sugo whispered. Strange name. Aguiluz felt sure that this was the boy he had seen in vision in the Interio. “I am a lost soul just like you… I can only be born if you make the right choice… if you choose the world.” “Niwalum,” he whispered, stroking his chin. Niwalum… Mulawin. MULAWIN. NIWALUM… MULAWIN! Aguiluz jumped to his feet. His eyes blazed with life and hope like a knight who had found the Holy Grail. Why didn’t I see that before? The fruit of the tree was to be found in Halimhim… Niwalum was the fruit of the tree! An electrifying thrill ran through Aguiluz’s nerves at the thought. The fruit had been right in front of them all and nobody had known! The Sugo’s first instinct was to look for Gus, who was already fast asleep. Aguiluz ran to him and shook him vigorously, “Gus, wake up! Wake up!” “What?” Gus leaped to his feet and looked about. “Where’s the enemy? Where are they?” Aguiluz shook his head smilingly. “No enemy, Gus! I woke you up because you need to know something about the fruit.” “What about it?” asked his friend. “What is it?” “Not what, Gus, but who.” “Who is it then?” “It’s Niwalum!” Aguiluz exclaimed. “Niwalum is the fruit of the Mulawin tree!” Long before Alwina’s arrival in Halimhim, Gabriel had completed his duties as prince and father the new Ravena tribe. Nearly all the women there conceived, and now the time for their delivery was at hand. The Princess Savannah (herself not pregnant) was in charge of them. She was at the moment interrogating Ravena soldiers whom she had sent to dispose of Rasmus. “What’s the matter with you?” she scolded them. “You’re a whole army going after one man and you can’t even bring back his ugatpak to me?” Then Rosing came to announce the event at the eggs’ nest. Distracted, Savannah dismissed the sentinels and went to visit the nest. Elsewhere in their lair, Gabriel was proudly showing Alwina her new home. Her eyes never left him even for an instant as he did so. “This is all yours and mine,” he told her, “the land, the mountains, the seas, and even the whole world. All these will be yours if you stay faithful to me. “Now you must forget everything in your past. You only need to remember two things. First, you are a Ravena.” Alwina repeated after him, “I am a Ravena. We are both Ravena.” “And I…” Gabriel gestured toward himself for emphasis, “I am the man you love.” “You are the man I love,” she echoed obediently, and he was satisfied. Now Terong wandered into the same spot as they, and immediately recognized Alwina. “Alwina!” he cried. “Oh, man, you’ve become a Ravena too?” He turned to his best friend. “What the hell did you do to her?” But Alwina sprang to her mate’s defense. She pounced on Terong and put a knife to his throat. “Don’t you dare lay a hand on my love!” she growled. Terong nodded with a frightful look. Ravenum was also present, and his soon took him aside saying, “There’s no need to worry about Alwina. See how fiercely she defends me!” But Ravenum did not answer. He still frowned on Gabriel’s obsession with the girl (so reminiscent of Rasmus’ career-breaking infatuation with Vultra). But he had more pressing things in his mind now. Nightfall. Bagwis and Veronica had continued their journey that day in search of Mulawin allies. Bagwis regretted many things; he had not been such a good king in his own opinion. Not firm enough, not experienced enough, he had allowed himself to be swayed by whoever shouted the loudest. And now his mistakes had cost them all. Veronica started coughing again. “Are you all right?” he asked her. “I’m just tired,” she said. “I guess it’s the effect of the Mulawin tree being cut down.” She heard noises nearby and looked up in alarm. “Somebody’s coming!” She was right. Out of the shadows emerged a tall, dark figure clad in Ravena battle gear. It was Rasmus. The couple instinctively huddled together as if expecting to be harmed. “Veronica,” he said softly, “… Bagwis… I have already decided. I’m going with you now.” It was the hardest thing to say. “Is this real?” Veronica asked. “Are you really joining us now?” "I have seen the evil fumes smoldering within me that won't go away," he told them. "My heart knows no peace. Only anger, jealousy, and greed. It sickens me just thinking about the past and what I’ve done. "Before my soul rots in my own wickedness, I want to forsake that dark place and start anew. But I cannot do that without the help of you two." The two Mulawin believed him and received him openly. “We’re so happy to hear that coming from you,” Veronica told him. “The past no longer matters now that you’re with us.” “I’m delighted,” Bagwis said with a genuinely happy smile. “The colors of our plumage may differ, but now, our goals and our principles are the same.” Then Bagwis did what he had never dreamed he would. He offered his hand to Rasmus, who once had been his closest friend, who became his most bitter rival and enemy, and now was his ally again. Rasmus clasped his hand in return. Then he stopped and pointed to something on Bagwis’ shoulder. “Your feathers…” Bagwis looked down and nodded. “It’s the effect of the fall of the Mulawin tree.” Rasmus lowered his head and said nothing. Three days ago if a prophet had told Bagwis that all this would happen, he would have died laughing. But God has such infinite and mysterious powers that He can move even the hardest hearts, and change the most stubborn minds. He knocks tirelessly on the door of every soul that has not permanently shut itself out from the light. Through even the slightest crack, repentance and hence salvation can enter, sent by a Divine Father who will suffer none of His children to be lost. Those who get lost are only those who choose to be lost. What transpired tonight was no minor miracle in Bagwis’ and Veronica’s eyes. Rasmus himself was unable to see it, but in truth, a soul had just been redeemed. “This is an awesome book,” Ravenum told his son. “It can answer all of your questions.” He handed the enchanted book to Gabriel and taught him how to use it. Then the prince sat down and began writing. “What are you called?” he asked. I am known s the book of knowledge and prophecy. Gabriel then declared, “Father, this is the Balasik.” Ravenum nodded. “Go on, my son. Ask again.” The first thing that entered Gabriel’s mind was what mattered the most: “Does Alwina love me?” What a useless and silly question, Ravenum thought but did not say. For as long as she remains a Ravena, she will love only you, it answered. “Then she will always love me,” Gabriel presumed confidently, “for she will be a Ravena for the rest of her life. Do you have any more questions, Father?” Ravenum said, “Ask where the fruit of the Mulawin tree is.” And the Sugo did so. Balasik replied, The fruit is to be found in Halimhim. “Where in Halimhim?” father and son asked in astonishment. Inside Niwalum’s cage. “What? What does that Niwalum have to do with the fruit of the tree?” Niwalum IS the fruit of the Mulawin tree. Now the Ravena leaders were aware that, although they had conquered Avila now, there were still some renegade Mulawin left. So they asked who were going to fight them for the fruit. Balasik then enumerated the Mulawin chieftains: Bagwis, Aguiluz, Veronica, Dakila, Habagat… …. And their allies, the Musang, the Perico, the Taguba, Encantado… Ravenum and Gabriel looked at each other. “Aguiluz must not get his hands on it,” they told themselves. “Does Aguiluz know now who and where the fruit is?” they asked. Balasik replied in the affirmative. “Is he near Halimhim?” Yes. Ravenum knew he had to act fast. “Take the boy and hide him1” he ordered. “The Mulawin Sugo must not find him!” Pagaspas and Aguiluz had flown all night toward Halimhim to recover the fruit. Soon the hot gases emitting from the ground like so many hot geysers came into view. These were the signs that they were now within the vicinity of Halimhim. Gus pointed this out to his friend. “Can’t you use your powers to track Alwina and Niwalum?” he asked. “We’re in the dark realm,” Aguiluz replied. “My powers here are limited. Look, somebody’s coming. Hide!” As Gus took cover, Aguiluz squared off into combat position. Half a dozen sentries assailed him from all quarters. The Sugo responded with a array of kicks and punches that floored his opponents almost at once. But this was only the beginning. They were now at the final stretch, and the fruit was just within the Sugo’s reach.
 

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11/15/2005 03:45:00 PM  
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