Prometheus by Marieta Maglas (i can read book club txt) 📕

gentle and he asked her with a smiling face: "Will you dance for me? "

"Why not? " She answered with a question and she started to dance for him. She danced so gracefully that he began to imagine her a beauty in ice skaters apparently gliding nearly and without touching the surface. He wanted to offer her all the coolness of an ice and the detachment from everything around.

He touched her again. She felt something very strange like an invisible creature hooking his fingers into her soul and detaching her feelings once again. It seemed to be almost a gentle touch. She felt his possessiveness biting her sensibility. He shoved her against herself wounding her in a pleasant manner until she reached her agony and her ecstasy at the same time. That invisible creature sank his nails into her soul while caressing her maternity. She felt like not belonging to herself. Once again, the life ripped up the depth of her being.

Nora was a forty year old woman. She had delectable curves and a sensual body but she looked like she was fifty. She had smoky eyes and a small mouth with pink lips. Although her skin tone was pale like a vanishing cream, she tried to look very Spanish. She had gorgeous green eyes and her hair smelled like cinnamon. Her hair was colored in red . Her new hairdo made her look like a ghetto slut. She wanted to be an authentic lady drinking always only soft drinks and eating dainty portions while smiling, nodding and sitting politely with her legs coquettishly crossed like usually the ladies do. She looked much more like a red clown sometimes, but nobody noticed that. She had a wonderful heart. Long time ago, she was a very beautiful woman. She had her face covered in sweat because of her hard working. So, she lost her beauty. She was that kind of woman being amazed at everything.

Ella came to visit Nora. Ella was her best friend. Nora was like a sister for her. Nora always said that she cannot live without Ella. She shared all her secrets with Ella. She felt better after sharing her painful thoughts with her cherished friend.

At twenty-eight, Ella was a very sensual young Russian lady with a porcelain skin and a beautiful face. She had a slim body with large breasts and a shoulder length brown hair. She was looked like a mannequin or, more exactly, like a doll when she dressed and made up. An incredible beauty lied in her very brown eyes. She seemed to absorb the whole world in her deep, sparkling eyes.

"My mom's a very talkative woman. Of course that I have the chance of not living with her. There are certainly a lot of things I have always wanted to do, but I never had the time to do. When I get there, all those things help me to prevent some unpleasant situations. She has a friend, who's exactly like her. There are many times when they simply start talking over the top of one another. Sometimes, when I go to visit my mother I find her friend being there. It's exhausting sometimes. I've always got to knuckle down and hear them out. They may talk for nearly an hour but all I have to do is to sit there and hear them. In a sense, they tell me they care about me. My father died ten years ago. He was a very nice man. He used to say, 'Honey, I need to chill out after this long day at work. I'm very tired. 'I still remember him telling this to my mom." Ella had tears in her eyes.

"I was a child, when I was aimlessly trying to understand my situation. Generally, I needed some focused attention, but I was feeling so lonely trying to convince myself that everything was normal. Being so distant was exactly the wrong approach to my parents. I think it happened because I was stuck in a snobby school with no friends and many evil teachers, " said Nora, becoming suddenly very sad. "You didn't feel loved, Nora! You didn't feel that power of love, which makes us most unique and creates goodness."

"I knew that my mother was always right and it was unreasonable from me to expect her to do nothing but to listen to me all evening, after she had been working all day. I still do not know why I felt my mother was pushing me away. For a long time, I was too hurt to tell her anything about me. Because of her lack of love, I had to grow up thinking that I had been an old child since the beginning. She always preferred the wisdom against the feelings," Nora told Ella all those words about her mother, because she was seemingly trying to explain the situation more likely to herself.

"Maybe she forgot the wisdom of love, after she had lost the power of love long time ago. Don't judge her. It took me twenty years to realize that my mother had had an extraordinary influence on my life. When she was younger, she was that kind of person having thoughtful discussions sometimes and that kind of mother having time for her children. 'Stay strong in every choice you make, if you feel they are the right ones!'-she used to say." Ella became very emotional and much more clingy with Nora. "Everything that my mother has ever done, had been overshadowed by her thought behind it. I have learned to truly value my mother's thoughts by watching her. She has enriched my life with her passion for learning."

"In her endless love I had seen the hope and the life," said Ella." By the way, I think that your husband has a great problem with Mary, your daughter."

"He had been brought up in an atmosphere of hate and this is why he became a cruel man. But he learned to be a lover, not a fighter, even though he was also a fighter."

" Love is like a humanizing force, it can make a child to become a human being. If we could be in love every minute of our lives,if we could live completely without hate, without anger, without rancor, without envy, without lie, without cruelty, without greed, without selfishness and without any negative thought, then we wouldn't have any spiritual sickness."

"I have been married for ten years. It's the second marriage for both of us. The problem is that our views on what a marriage should be are very different. The life after getting married wasn't the same as our life had been before that moment. After that moment, he completely changed his attitude. I wanted to keep that closeness between us, I loved him more than before and I tried to be very attractive. But what I got in return was the coldness of his heart. He became exhausted and our sex life was drastically changed. He became also very critical. I have lived this way all these last years feeling unloved one week, then feeling adored the next week. I haven't found anything that could make me believe that he has an affair, but I feel this inside of me all the time. I am so hurt inside. I hate that I've become so distant and so angry. I feel that I'm not beautiful any longer in his eyes," Nora confessed to Ella.

"The beauty is a simply pleasure. It can irradiate the face of love. Perhaps, it is just some kind of magic in there. But the fact is that all the magic is within love. And if this beauty can be lasting, then love can be everlasting. The beauty will never pass away as long as it belongs to love."

"Love can penetrate the veil of flesh and see the soul within. Perhaps old age and ugliness become illusions when love is the vision of the eternal. What can you say about your husband? You have no kids yet. You don't know how it is to be a parent."

"From his early childhood he has wanted to discover something unusual. He dreamed of traveling abroad and seeing the world. He loves the nature so much and I can use a metaphor to say that sometimes it is raining because he is sad. On every continent in the world there should be a mountain peak named after him. He is a good climber."

 

Chapter 5

 

A Very Strange Visit

 

The house had concrete walls, stone floors and a butterfly roof line that comprised two linked pavilions with living spaces. Usually, houses have temperaments, vices and virtues. They look upon the world with almost human faces. With one storey above and a basement, Ella's and Alexander's house had a vaulted roof making a parabolic arch.

At the right wing was the dining room, the first bathroom and the garden. The dining room was located at the front of the house having at the bottom a vertical window, offering a real view of the mountain peaks. The windows were cut out of the form contradicting the conservatory atmosphere created by the people living in that place and, for this reason, generating controversy. The other wing had the living room, a little bedroom and a little kitchen. The living and dining rooms were filled with beautiful antique furniture, dried flowers in vases and ornaments to provide a cozy atmosphere. The meals were served in the dining room at a charming mahogany table for twelve people. Both rooms were decorated in a blend of medieval and renaissance styles. They had a few remarkable wall paintings. The wall shelves also blended nicely with the furniture. The little garden was situated inside the house, near the dining room. It had some exotic shrubs and fruit trees making the atmosphere to be calm and fresh.

Alexander and Ella thought that the garden was very important because they lived near the town and they needed to compensate for the adverse effects of smoke emitted by cars and factories. Raising fruit trees, shrubs and vines in containers was a great gardening adventure. Bringing a miniature exotic garden right into the house helped them to create an indoor serenity garden room where they wanted to escape for some quiet. The living room was very important because it was the place, where they watched their television programs,listened to their music and entertained their friends. The bright kitchen had walls of pastel shades and a tiled floor. The living room opened outside to a little stone terrace and a small pool. The little bedroom, exclusively for Alexander and Ella, was decorated in shades of beige and peach.

The indoor materials used, including wood, bamboo and glass made the home to have a good lighting, insulation and plumbing, as well as a passive cooling design. The house had another bedroom, a second bathroom, the storage room and the laundry room at the upper level. The laundry room with a counter, a sink, a big fully automatic washing machine with plastic drum and a lot of washing utensils was perfectly situated near the bathroom. This bedroom was created for the guests coming from a long distance. The elegant lines of the house exuded a silent grace. Each pavilion contained a central core made of corrugated steel and concrete masonry concentrating most of the plumbing, heating, cooling and electrical systems inside it. The house architecture was designed to handle the wind and snow.

He came out of the darkness. His eyes were the eyes of a feline in the night. He came holding a black leather briefcase. The darkness seemed to envelop him in mystery. She opened the door and let him enter.

''What are you doing here?''

''Nora asked me to leave our home. She couldn't deal with her jealousy. Where is Alexander?''

''His mother is very ill and he went to the hospital