Apocalypse of Jude

Mae pushes her seafood hors d’ oeuvre away in further disgust, and looks out of the hotel’s glassed terrace doors to the vestiges of a sun sinking into the sea.

Her emotional state becoming increasingly upset, she swings her head towards the bar where she sees Paul standing in the very place her father has just spoken from, as if he had sprung up from that position. He stands looking expansively out into the gathering darkness of the ocean. To her amazement, she is suddenly overcome by a shining beauty resonating throughout his being, and he is nothing less than the most beautiful man she has ever seen. It is as if for the first time, she is laying her eyes upon a god.

Paul sees her taking him in and descends fluidly into the candlelit dining room, motioning for her to come to him. She rises to meet him, despite a preternatural fear that that shouts to her from the bottom of her being to not do so.

“The wind is blowing fresh to the forests, Maenad. Why are you lingering here? Or is your father’s dream-come-true, yours too?”

Wasteland Mix: Fragment 17