Quest and Crusade of Manu

Chapter one: The storm that killed innocence

The pyre was lit,
and he was walking around the people,
who gathered around the fire;
while his father, the priest preached and yelled.
The cries of a soul that only he heard.
Never did he got used to the smell of human flesh.
He is pure as white clouds and soft as cow meat.
Never did he thought about death and dark.
His charm poured out through his smile,
that made him friends with almost everyone.
But one was worthy of earning his trust,
that one was born on the same day as him.
Together they opened their eyes,
together they walked and ripened.
Manu, he was called and Rijul, his comrade.
The breeze was Manu for his calmness,
The fire was Rijul for his burning aggression.
Rijul speaks words that spark some disgrace.
Manu cooled him down with his wits of grace.
Inseparable was their natural bond,
Only diverse through their familial hierarchy.
Manu was the crowned prince following his lineage.
Rijul was destined to graze their cattle.
Manu learned the chants with no objection,
but Rijul wanted more than just bathing the animals.

Once in a while, the sky lightens up,
it roars so bad that the winds are disturbed.
The clouds fought wars and bled some rain,
destroying the crops and leaving the herd in pain.
The gods are angry shouts the priest,
and the pyre is set ablaze with living human meat.
Their deaths are a sacrifice feeding their gods,
the screams are a result of a favourable agreement.
Soon are gone rains, soon go the thunders.
Gods fought no more for the sacrifice the tribe has made.
Once again, the day had come,
the clouds had started a war.
This time they bled so hard,
half the cattle were gone.
Manu was sad that his favourite cow had died.
Only if I had the strength, he thought.
I wish I could lift a mountain,
and shelter all the people, cattle and birds.
Wish I had that strength, Manu grieved.
The priest had to think so hard
that the sacrifice was not enough.
He prepared to give the gods more than plentiful.
More were the number of people rounded up,
more were the pyres set.
The diseased were to be tied up,
but the rain was just too big.
Rules were broken, and amendments were made,
Chosen were the people who were not yet plagued.
The priest had made quite a big decision,
but his greed was as big as the intention.

He has chosen the diseased less in number,
the most were the ones who spoke.
The words of rebellion were planned to end,
with the blaze of burning the rebellious mouths.
Little did Manu know his Rijul was one of them.
For the first time did Manu lose his temper,
yelled and opposed his own father.
His father was annoyed, and so was the village,
burning him too seemed the right choice.
Given his lineage, he cannot be killed,
but considering the past,
he was set to banished.
Not before he left, he was filled with anger,
the cries of his comrade burning alive,
Those visuals destroyed his calmness.
The breeze had turned into a wind,
He was set out to become a storm.
Cursed his gods and broke the idols,
Disbelief caught him like the plague.
Let me burn in the hell,
for it is not me but the gods,
the ones who are wrong,
and the ones who need correction.
He thought those words in his mind
before he broke those idols.
Set his foot on the barren field,
he left his tribe for good.
He just knew right then and there,
that he would travel to the place that gods reside.
He has questions in his mind,
and quenching he did need.
He set foot in search of his gods.

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A filmmaker who's also a philosopher and I have always been a writer. My urge to tell stories have provoked and boosted me to write my thoughts out as words, sentences and essays! I treat storytelling objectively and would always try new things to tell any story in a different way. Big fan of the Avant-garde!

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