When Nothing Seems Quite as Strong

The very next day being the date that was set for the meeting meant that practically nothing was happening. Which was just fine by me considering what and all we had already happened to see. Basically what I had to do was to get down to the meeting for sure. There was a distinct possibility already that I might have been late but still it was a risk I was willing to take. Since leaving my home meant going ought as I should in any way respectable at least as in appearances befitting a flea. Safe to say, these had done as the Reverend’s wife had suggested and came as they could, might would, or otherwise should. There was none of that here though at the end of the day. The tavern was closed for the eating by noon and cut-off times were at nine for the drinking, whatever it was, which probably was not too much from the start. The field hands had come in and all clustered around. Then came the nobles of which made perhaps too few then in number and not as much as they should. Safe to say that all othese should have come for the meeting quite possibly stayed and then returned after a decision was made. That is not the way things had worked here tofore as a general matter of course. Given though the idea that the publics in danger, a few others had happened to show up just to listen for the sake of the pople. Surely this minister had no idea what he signed up for once he completed his course that night of what he was eating quite possibly or had also been drinking. Perhaps those of his following had not allowed it and instead had taken him straight on back home to wherever he stayed and also had put him to bed. It seemed strange to me what we should most certainly see which was a man at the pub who had not a word left to say otherwise of what had been done once before if he even remembered any of it and it was not just some horrible bore. Though the next morning when everyone had attended the meeting just as had been set up in a hurry and flurry of planning and stuff, mostly at the request of them who had heard. Because these had though those that should who in otherwise could, seems to me as a man who had ought left to say. That was when at the meeting house that everything was working just fine. The man as usual strode in and was not much to look at not even according to him. This was all part of the plan there you see for the Reverend did not like those events that took away his audience and caused them to miss out on his next Sundays message. Nor did the king like for what was just an interruption to him to cause trouble or havoc in any way then. This diminutive man no sooner than he had mounted the stage than we found a sight that was otherwise strange. A sudden gust of wind blew away his notes on the page quite possibly that were scribbled down late at night and hopefully with the loss of these he would make it alright. That was when the same gust of wind that had blown the paper around in the hall blew so hard they went straight on right out the door and there in there place sat some brand new ones untouched by the page. So surprised was he at this sight that he had stood by the stage. I thought it suited him just fine there of course. He was slightly out of breath there at first almost as though for the first time he were seeing a ghost. The next thing that came out of his mouth was those those that had vanished, left town for good perhaps were not dead as supposed. Upon hearing this, a collective gasp rose up from the crowd not expecting this either and not as they were in chains who awaited some fate however terrible for there to arise there but the day of the Lord. Rather they had been waiting and were untouched by the desolations or as he would have put it manifold tribulations. Manifest destiny whatever, all that mess. Instead whatever happened next was a tale that was bound to impress. Except for the landlady who shrieked where all at once before quite fainting away and not as though her shop were just closed for the express purpose of hearing what the disruption was all about there that day. There were some who rose up to discredit it surely but imagine our shock when we realized he was right all along. His speech was full of the tales of the battle and also the glory that followed. Apparently it all started off with one man who had wanted a field for more than was worth. So much so did he desire to fit in that he traded his place and became unto sin. You could almost have said he was like unto the boy that was made out of wood. That was one of the more popular folk tales to which some were prone. The trouble though is that soon these words became carved from the stone. That is to say that unlike the words we just heard there was no life in themselves as had been previously supposed. What was different now was what happened next could be explained then to no one that knew these that were missing had suddenly walked in through that door almost as though they were called by his words. Nor was there accounting for where these all had been that much was certain. Some came bearing with themselves much learning, and stealth, with some of their craft and also of letters. Suffice to say, what had happened we would certainly see being revealed to us within the next two to three days. I would have liked to made mention that perhaps this minister to them had paid much attention. Yet these seemed all too familiar with him rather just as one would have regarded a friend that was old. He spoke much also of someone these should have known and it was upon his mercies that these had been thrown. In fact, it was now we were witnessing their graduation day right before us in progress. Where these had been that taught all these things God only knew from a start though for myself I knew a part. Perhaps not the whole of the tale that was told quite as much possibly as could have been only that these from the jaws of much sin. Suffice to say, upon hearing this the mad kings face had effectively changed. Seems it was something that arranged itself a lot with his moods. Yet I expect that whatever had happened then next was not enough to have reckoned with which the trials we were faced. Cause no sooner than the scholars from the battle had arrived there in droves, that we had heard a fearful howling and roaring around us as wolves. It was at this point that one of the scholars let slip that there were some of their number that had not there then thrived having turned into ravenous beasts that had preyed there at will. I for my part upon going out, had seen a sight unknown yet to man. It was at this point, the waitress from the tavern had come in just then, having stood on the porch with the door closed fast behind. She stood quite near me I see, as much as it pertains to a flea. Which I might add became quite a popular expression what with all the kings wild outburst of motions. The flea then became a phrase for whatever had irritated then to me. Safe to say these would not have rested upon hearing the words of her song, however ancient or strange, so much so that the doors burst wide open again as though acts of God. Seems you could not have shut up whatever was contained in that house so much so that it went spilling forth for the rest of them there. Soon I found myself with quite a few as some snores rose up to Heaven from these and also some whispers around from those in the rest of the town. Suffice to say the mad king had also taken his singing in lessons and proceeded to offer along with her something else that was said. With that, the minister changed directions having thrown out his notes, even the fresh ones and was just now shouting directions. I would admit that for such a diminutive stature he hardly would matter. Safe to say no one thought they would be seeing the king that was strange offering service to someone above that perhaps to us was unseen yet still the effects there were visible having thrown aside all his papers and othersome kinglysome matters. I almost stood near enough to have seen the moment his gaze might have fell on a flea. Yet with the noise of the service and those that were snoring it meant that our God would have need of the ministering. Apparently learning how to treat each other became top need for the lessons as well as whatever else that was happening. I almost wanted to see how the heads of the state reacted there I guess with their paleness and shuffling and hemming of throats and hawing of heads. The papers too got shuffled repeatedly along with their official looking collection of letters that not surprisingly had turned quite blank in their hands. I thought we would have had a riot on our hands for a minute until the king fell into a trance and then started speaking and when he spoke his voice there was breaking. It was the strangest oh Lord before you I stand that I ever had heard though I guess there is no reckoning it when he calls your life down below. Poor waitress to be standing there taking attendance and hearing somewhat of husbandly duties and whatever had mattered. Must have been the minister was speaking and not to themselves. Only God could have reckoned and only God knew what was wrong and how one of the ones that were with them had sold them there for a song. His betraying the Crown came with a high of a price to be paid since those of his following suddenly found themselves directionless and lacking in motions and so these had taken cover under the rocks and some stones. Only the Crowns intervention had stepped in to save them through agents of which it is rumored these had employed the men, the nobles, and also some angels and demons. How these would all have stuck then together at a time like this, well it hardly had mattered. Save for the sudden looking for themselves of the Crown and also Lord that was also behind them. Strange thing that the God above who should be looking so down upon us in love should also be slave to our whims estranged as much as the fears that gripped us within. Should not have been any more looking for then. Though some had felt the king had been abandoned there to his fate and in any way to speak with whom he rather have should.