THE WEAVE:
Pluto calls Mercury…
"What do you want Pluto?" Mercury asks as he picks up the phone. "What do you mean?" Pluto calls back to him. "I mean, what do you want? And what are you doing over there, in your office, alWays working, working?" Mercury expands the question. "A magician, never reveals his tricks," Pluto says. "You're a workaholic, Death King," Mercury diagnoses. "I prefer the term, relentless," Pluto edits it. "But to what End?" Mercury questions him. "To the End of All Ends," Pluto pronounces with a flourish. "But what's the point of that? The End doesn't need you. It's an illusion of Self importance, you serve. The King is but a servant to a benign Darkness that needs no servants, but in fact serves each person equally. It has never needed you to keep the scales of Life and Death in balance. It might be good for you, to try to focus on something other, than killing Life." Mercury ends. "I don't kill Life. I receive Death," Pluto corrects him. "You say that like, it's something special that only you can do. The Truth is, the nymphs are just as good at it, if not better, than you. They receive Death, and then they make sweets. You just wallow, and make people miserable." "I don't make Lilith miserable," Pluto tweaks the Story again, "We're besties." "That's because Lilith makes honey from you," Mercury says, "And she's so good at it, you haven't even noticed yet."
Planetary Signatures 