Welcome to my A to Z Blogging Challenge Posts.
This month I’ve challenged myself to not only do 26 blog posts in 30 days based on One Word Writing Prompts, but also to try to link them together into some kind of cohesive whole. I’d love to hear how you think I’m doing. If you want to start the story from the beginning, check out the Angel post from April 1.
Today’s One Word Writing Prompt:
The definitions are from the Oxford English Dictionary via their on-line access (which I have through my University employer). Feel free to skip down to the story segment if you don’t share my fascination with words, definitions, and shades of meaning.
1. a. The name commonly given to any of the larger Diurnal Birds-of-prey which are not Vultures; though some birds are accounted Eagles by ornithologists which are smaller than certain Buzzards. Two species of Eagle are natives of Britain; the Golden Eagle ( Aquila chrysaëtus), almost confined in these islands to the mountainous parts of Scotland and Ireland; and the Sea, or White-tailed Eagle ( Haliaëtus albicilla) found on the coasts of the same countries. Much resembling the latter is the Bald or White-headed Eagle ( H. leucocephalus), the emblematic bird of the United States of America. Freq. in U.S. allusive use, esp. as a symbol of liberty or freedom.
b. with prefixed word defining the species.
c. fig. (often with allusion to 2a, 2b.)
d. Golf. A score of two under bogey or par.
2. A figure of the bird used for any purpose:
a. as an ensign in the Roman army, and as an ensign and badge in the French army under the empire.
b. as an armorial bearing; esp. of the Holy Roman Empire, and of the various modern empires, as the Austrian, French, German, and Russian. Also as the badge of an order of knighthood.
c. as the sign (or appellation) of an inn.
d. U.S. = eagle button n. at Compounds 4.
e. U.S. Mil. A device worn on the shoulder, indicating the rank of a colonel.
3. Applied to certain objects made in the form of an eagle; such as a brass (or wooden) lectern in a church; the ampulla containing the anointing oil used at coronations; a clasp for a belt, etc.
4. The asterism Aquila, one of the northern constellations. †eagle-star, Altair or α Aquilæ.
5. A coin bearing the image of the bird; spec. a coin of base metal current in England at the accession of Edward I; a gold coin of the United States, value ten dollars. double-eagle n. a U.S. coin worth twenty dollars.
6. sea eagle: see as main entry.
†7. Archit. The gable of a house; the pediment of a temple. [translating Latin aquila, Greek ἀετός, ἀέτωμα.]
†8. Cant. ‘The winning Gamester’ ( New Cant. Dict. 1725). Obs.
9. Angling. A kind of artificial fly.
Today’s Story Segment:
Rosario turned to look at Uriel. Why would Evander not be willing to answer him and suggest he ask a complete stranger instead?
“You spoke earlier as if you have met Evander before,” Rosario said.
“Because he has,” Evander said.
“When?” Rosario asked. He would have remembered a man like Uriel. He was not someone you forgot about.
Uriel’s eyes moved from Rosario to Evander and back.
“What is it?” Rosario asked. “What aren’t the two of you saying?”
“I believe he is not saying more than I know,” Uriel said.
“Evander, this is not a game,” Rosario said, turning back to his creator. “What is going on?”
“You know the story of how I became what I am, and how I was able to create you and your brothers,” Evander said, all the mirth suddenly gone from his voice and manner.
“Of course I do,” Rosario said, his back stiffening at the reference to such things in the presence of an unknown.
“Apparently the need is dire,” Evander said quietly.
“The need for what?” Rosario asked, frowning. Most days, Evander’s habit of word games and hints rather than outright answers and explanations amused Rosario, but tonight he found it irritating.
“That I have no idea,” Evander said. “But aid has been provided,” he added, motioning to Uriel. “And to you specifically it seems.”
“Do you know why you were sent?” Rosario asked Uriel. He wasn’t going to get answers out of Evander, so he might as well try asking the other man.
“Michael sent me to find you, and you heard his instructions to guard and assist you.”
“And then he vanished into thin air, which is impossible,” Rosario muttered.
“Is it?” Evander asked.
“Are you implying that Michael is something capable of such a thing?” Savino asked softly.
“You are more perceptive than your brother tonight,” Evander said.
“Only because you always told us they were just a story to go with the legend of the contract which allowed our creation,” Savino replied. “You told us yourself such beings no longer walked the earth.”
“Normally they don’t,” Evander replied. “And they haven’t for centuries.”
“So you are implying that the angels you always spoke of were actual beings?” Rosario asked. “Not just a convenient fiction to explain your alchemy?”
“I never said they weren’t real,” Evander replied. “I simply said they no longer walked the earthly plane.”
“Apparently Evander believes you to be an angel, Uriel,” Rosario said, turning back to the man.
“And what do you believe?” Uriel replied.
“That one or all of us is daft,” Rosario said. “It’s like Evander expects me to believe such things when I was disillusions of such notions when Zeus’ Eagle was still sighted in the skies with regularity.”
“He won’t believe me, you know,” Evander said. “My Rosario has learned too well from modern science, and believes only the testimony of his eyes.”
“Not true,” Rosario said slowly, trying hard not to snap at Evander. His creator did deserve his respect, even when he was being tiresome.
“Are you an angel?” Savino asked.
Rosario looked over at his brother. They looked similar enough in coloring to be mistaken for true siblings, but where Rosario’s eyes were a deep brown, Savino’s were a bright hazel. For a moment, Rosario thought he saw something reflecting in his brother’s eyes. Some faint shimmer of movement, but when he looked back at Uriel there was no sign of it.
“You saved my life tonight,” Rosario said to Uriel. “For that you will always have my gratitude. I do not know why Evander is making such outlandish claims, but I feel it would be in everyone’s best interest if you simply answered plainly as to what and who you are and why you are here.”
Uriel nodded and stood up.
Rosario’s eyes tracked the movement. Uriel was a truly beautiful man as he stood before them. Rosario was struck again by how noble and erect his posture was. It reminded him of the members of the legions he had seen once when he first met Evander.