Justice and Wrath

Erm, I don’t know how to explain this piece. It’s kind of magicy, borderline horror, I don’t know the genre. So read on and you tell me.


“Sulam, Aneop, Airesim.” The words had an unnatural resonance to them. A knife was raised and thrust into the air. The air bled. The blood was of ice and fire. The blood of the sky dripped into a waiting chalice where it hissed and smoked.

“Atsiuqnoc, Mulleb, Semaf, Sorm. I call you in the name of Siugnas, the name of Singi, the name of Seicalg, and the name of Oido, be free.” The room was filled with a piercing light and two figures stepped forth. They were clad in armour made of a metal as white as virgin snow, as light as a moon shadow and as strong as a mule’s will. One carried a set of scales both fair and true. The other carried a blade incapable of shedding innocent blood.

“You step over your power mortal.” Said the one with the scales, “Only One has the power or right to break those seals, and you are not He.”

“Who are you? I call the four horsemen, instead I get two angels, be gone.”

“You fool,” boomed the one with the sword, his voice was everywhere and nowhere. It came not to the sorcerer’s ears, but straight to his brain, “You dare try turn Aititsui and Ari away, need we any more proof?”

“Be still Wrath, your time shall come, first Justice must be proven to be correct.” The first angel said, Wrath became quiet but still he gripped his great sword. “We are here to conduct your trial mortal, you are charged with trying to summon conquest, war, famine and death from waiting, using malice, pain and misery to bleed the sky, then trying to use the names of blood, fire, ice and hate. In thus doing you try to impose yourself as the most high in all His forms and thus commit the eternal sin. How do you plead?”

“Silence you week creature, you have no power over me, my master will prevail.”

“Your master has already lost. You are found guilty by Justice. Your sentence will be to face the Wrath of the Lord, to be removed from your mortal body, and to spend eternity away from the Lord.”

With the passing of the sentence Wrath raised his white sword and smote the sorcerer so hard his body was obliterated and his soul sent to oblivion.


Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.

The Lonely Recluse.

~ by The Lonely Recluse on May 21, 2011.

4 Responses to “Justice and Wrath”

  1. Wrath and Justice are rarely confronted, much less stopped. You are correct in saying a mortal would have no chance. Even with his magic he was obliterated. Great story! Thanks for sharing.

    • It was just a musing I had off a game thats basic premise was the horsemen rode earlier than they were meant to, that and to show the power of Satan was no match for God’s. Glad you enjoyed the story. Thanks for the comment.
      The Lonely Recluse.

  2. What a great piece of fantasy (or is it mythology?), TLR. You have a very vivid imagination–well done!

    • Fable maybe, the moral being don’t play with forces over your head, or possibly God will triumph? Thank you for your kind compliment, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
      The Lonely Recluse.

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