Solis: Modern Descendants by elda lore

Author:elda lore [lore, elda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-29T18:30:00+00:00

SOLIS

Two days later, the games began. The yard bustled with activity. White tents circled the large expanse of lawn outlined for a variety of classical Olympic competitions. While the friendly banter among brothers and cousins included taunting teases and insinuating insults, an underlying tone of battle ensued. Each competitor wished to win and earn the good graces of Zeke, a true patriarch to his family.

In many ways, I was no different. I wanted Zeke’s approval. I needed to prove I was not the prophecy. I was not his enemy; I was his son. I looked for Veva in all the excitement. I needed her strength and I envisioned her under me, looking up at me with those haunting eyes. She needed trust from me and I wanted to give her everything. But these were thoughts I had to suppress in order to perform. Keep your head in the games, my trainer admonished.

Political, athletic, and artistic, the modern event on Zeke’s estate was no different than those original games in appreciation of the body. Descendants battled for Zeke’s attention. Competitors fought for victory. Artists admired the athletes in song or modern artistry—photography. I found myself in the center of such a display, as a set of special-invitation media hounds took photographs, recorded interviews, and asked for autographs. Let the games begin, I muttered in my head.

“Solis, any comments on a special woman in your life?”

“No comment.”

“So does that mean there is one?”

“No comment means no comment.”

In that moment, my eyes found Veva’s on the edge of the crowd. That pained look I’d seen before returned, but I didn’t wish to expose her to all the attention. I wanted her attention on me. The opposite occurred—she turned away, with Callie, Di, and Ionia at her side. My insides roiled with the thought of ex-lovers comparing and sharing stories with Veva, but the first call to games went out, and the crowd dispersed as a whole.

Traditional sports recalled our heritage. The first events included racing, and the clear winner would always be Hermes. Known for his speed and agility, Hermes was a wily guy. A trickster at heart, speed was his sport, and car racing was a more modern interest. Our father disapproved. Leos presented a second disfavored son in car racing. His thieving ways added to our father’s disapproval.

In wrestling and boxing, there was no match for War. A descendant of a close relative to my father, the military hero in him knew how to fight. He also fought unfairly in love. His interest lay with Heph’s fiancé, Lovie, and their uncensored attention proved embarrassing. While Heph had no place in most of the day’s events, the fight in him could be unparalleled if called to action. He saved his competitive spirit for long jump, an event he surprisingly dominated despite the bum leg. Triton would take all swimming events, which were added over time to appease Idon and his offspring. Dionysius remained uninvolved in all sports other than the skill to lift a glass to his lips and drink heartily.

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