Handsome Yeva: A reconstruction of the Proto-indo-european myth #16

18 Days, artist Mukesh Singh

18 Days, artist Mukesh Singh

Fell on his knees Dar Svet, rose his hands to the Heavens, and cried out, for the first time in his life appealing to his Older Brothers Dars:

— What have I done! Brothers of mine, help me, I need your hand! Save Yeva!

Instantly, Dar Svet and Yeva were carried away from the Combat Field into Dar Vzor’s Hall of Ghostly Windows, where all Dars were already summoned.

— Save Yeva! — again pleaded Dar Svet to the Council of Dars. — Never and nothing I asked you for, Dars by the right of birth, who never experienced needs of their People, but now I don’t care who are you, and who am I, and what I merit. Help Yeva…

— Not in our powers to undo what you have chosen to commit,  — begun Dar Vzor, — there is no longer one Yeva, and never will. Though still may exist Yeva of the Valour, Honour and Self-disregard,  and Yeva of the Naivety, Spontaneity, Woods and Grasses and Small Beings.

— It’s easy to mend a body, — continued Dar Vzor, —  which a Heart of Dars beats in, and a Heavenly Fire burns inside, the body destined for the World of Dars. Dar Vilenus, be so kind, help the Elder Yeva, Dar Veter, the Patron of Life.

18 Days, artist Mukesh Singh

18 Days, artist Mukesh Singh

Dar Vilenis bent over the Left half of  Yeva’s body, and it started twitching, sprouting out bones, sinews, and cladding them with flesh and skin. Dar Veter convulsively gasped, sat, and froze, entranced by the view of his Right half, prostrated nearby in a pool of blood.

— Helping Little Yeva would be more difficult – without the Heart and Flesh of Dars he has no place neither in the World of Dars, nor in the World of Their People,  — concluded Dar Vzor. — For his salvation a Choice of Compassion will be needed.

— I’ll build a Shelter for Little Yeva, the place to be for those who lost their hearts, until he learns how to find his ways to other Worlds,  — decided Dar Veter. — Only me and Little Yeva need more Time…

Flared a Silver Light in the eyes of Dar Veter…

To be continued…

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