BLUE PLANET
WHAT AN UNUSUAL VISIT
“Venera!” the Marxist shouted from below while jumping from the rock he had been sitting on. Soon Marxists ran up the hill. His steps were long and fast like the whirring of an arrow thrown from his bow. He passed through several large stones in just one jump; and in an instant had reached where Venera was. He leaned over the side of the rock cliff and extended his arm all the way towards Venera.
“Save one hand, Venera! I'll pull you!" exclaim Marxist.
“Can't!” venera shouted in the roar of falling water soaked her body. “If I took off one hand, I would have fallen!”
Venera looks increasingly panicked.
Eventually the Marxist pushed his body further to the edge of the cliff, and hooked his foot into the hollow under a boulder to hold his body and keep his balance. Then he swiftly reached into Venera's hands. And pull it up.
Marxists carried Venera's carefully trembling body through a slippery cobblestone path to get down from the hill. Then, upon reaching the dry and safe plain, he sat Venera on the grass.
“You all right? Any injuries?” marxists asked anxiously as they examined Venera's body. Venera shook her head trembling.
”Ak... I just.. was surprised...” he replied in a vibrating voice, ”t... earlier it was... t... it was very high...”.
“Tenace. You're safe now,” Marxists calm Venera. "Now we'll just sit here for a while until you calm down."
Then the Marxists took off their hunting clothes, and began to dry Venera's wet hair and body carefully and very carefully. Venera dress looks very dirty, full of dirt stains everywhere.
“I thought. I was too excited to climb earlier, until I did not realize that it had walked up a long way.” said Venera who gradually recovered from her shock.
“Yes, I understand. This park is indeed very beautiful, to make us forget ourselves and forget the time,” said Marxist still with a worried face to pay attention to Venera.
Venera just nodded weakly.
“You're really okay? Sure no one's sick?” ask Marxists.
Venera nodded again. “Yes. I'm fine. Looks like we should get home now."
"Hmm... will you be able to run up to the dorm in this condition?" the Marxist question is doubtful.
"Capable," Venera replied as she tried to stand up. Marxists swiftly supported Venera's body using his sturdy arms.
“Alright then." The Marxist face still implies doubt. “We walk slowly, yes.”
And they both walked away.
~o0o~
Venera passed through the gates of the Eosphorus House in haste. Breathing gasps.
“Yeah Venera, you just came? And you're so dirty! Ck ck. You must be punished again this time,” commented Viqu and Viz residents of the East Hall of Eosphorus who passed through Venera with their official clothes.
“Jeez Venera, you're really relaxed huh?” Vixey from the North Hall who was also wearing official clothes shook her head as she passed.
“Hey, where are you going with clothes like that?” asked Venera astonished at the appearance of her friends.
“Venera!” Vla runs towards Venera. His face implied panic. “Where the hell are you, anyway? Queen Ishtar will be visiting our hall soon! And ... geez, why are your clothes wet all this way?”
“What?" Venera widened her eyes. "But.. wasn't the period last month that Queen Ishtar had just visited here? It should be Hesperus's Dormitory to visit now, right?”
“Stop,” says Vla, “which obviously you need to clean up immediately. Ten more minutes we should have gathered in the Great Hall. I've prepared your best clothes on the bed.”
“Ooh... thanks Vla my best friend!” Venera hugged Vla.
“Heii, my clothes are so wet!" vla protests while pushing Venera away. But then he immediately approached Venera again and sniffed her body.
Venera kissed her own body in confusion. “Experience as usual,” answers.
“Eh, what's that thing in your ear?” ask Vla while pointing.
Venera. He completely forgot that the flower he picked earlier was still embedded in his earlobe.
“Oh... “ Venera was a little nervous and immediately pulled the petals from her earlobe and held them in her hand. “Only plants I found on the road.”
“Oh.. so.” Vla watched for a moment. “Ya took a quick shower there. I'm waiting in the Great Hall, yes!”
Venera nodded and immediately ran into the room.
~o0o~
“Your Majesty Queen Ishtar is entering the room immediately!” exclaim Vinn, gatekeeper of Eosphorus House.
Venera, Vla and nine hundred and ninety-eight other Venusians belonging to the West, East, North and South Dormitories of Eosphorus kneel in reverence. Likewise with members of the Supervisory Board of various divisions who were present there.
The air in the room felt different.
Queen Ishtar stepped silently on the white-flowered yellow velvet carpet that stretched from the entrance to the top of the podium where her throne was.
Venera who was in the front row could see the tip of Queen Ishtar's white dress encrusted with star-shaped gems, waving beautifully following her footsteps.
Although all Venusians are strictly forbidden to look at the Queen and no one has ever stood beside her, but judging by the way she walks, in Venera's heart he felt sure Queen Ishtar's body must be very high with a pair of legs that level. And her face must be pretty, too.
But of course this conjecture only kept itself in the heart. Talking about and questioning anything about the physical appearance and nature and thoughts of the Queen is absolutely forbidden to Venusians.
After Queen Ishtar occupied her very high throne at the front of the hall, dinner began. All of the Venusians sat in their respective seats feeling extremely tense. Likewise, the members of the Supervisory Council occupied the dining tables along the left and right sides of the hall.
Although moments like this have repeatedly happened in their lives, but still all always feel nervous because they are required to finish dinner politely and orderly without talking, he said, plus, you have to take pains to resist the urge not to look at the Queen.
And although Queen Ishtar never said anything, all Venusians felt very confident, at a time like this, in fact they were being noticed. Or rated.
Venera finished her meal with half a daydream. His mind floated back to that mysterious garden. He felt a lot of questions piled up in his head that he did not know who to ask.
Venera put her spoon on the plate.
His stomach felt strange.
He looked at his empty plate. Nothing wrong with the dinner menu. Why does her stomach feel bad?
Vla nudged Venera's arm slightly, reminding her to be graceful and polite. Venera was startled and immediately corrected her sitting posture.
And at the same moment, he felt like someone was staring at him.
From the Queen's Throne.
~o0o~
