The Yellow Rose...

Copyright © 2005 By Koty Lapid

 

Inanna arrived to the Underworld's big foyer. It was huge and almost empty. A guard asked her to sit down, till her sister will be ready to talk to her. Inanna was ashamed and tiered. But she still didn't regret that she came to visit Ereshkigal.

Time went by, and Ereshkigal didn't come to see her. Inanna saw the yellow roses between the dense greenery that covered a great part of the foyer's floor. She remembered when she was a little girl, her ThirdFather used to bring her one yellow rose each weekend. And that rose never wilted, it blossomed the whole week, till she got a fresh one.

Time went by, and Ereshkigal still didn't come to see her. The guard left also.

Ereshkigal surrounded by her advisers tried to figure out what to do. Although she gave all the clues to Inanna not to come, Inanna arrived. And she knew, she will never go out to see her. She also knew that she would never talk to her. While listening to her advisers for some moment she remembered those pleasant times that she used to spent with Inanna when they were little girls... but she quickly tossed away those thoughts from her head... those times are over. Now, she is the Quinn of the underworld.