The magic ring (Short story)

[Rasputin]

[Rasputin]

We have our late Grandma-Queen’s younger sister, Samantha, here on the balcony." Mother-Medusa then turns to her female soldiers and shouts, "Arrest this man, Amazons; he has stolen our late Queen’s magic Ring."

As soon as the Amazons rush to the balcony, a group of male soldiers attacks them. There’s a fierce one-to-one battle between Medusa and the Soldier, and between all the other rival soldiers. Medusa’s and all the Amazons’ heads are cut off by the Soldier and the group of male soldiers who have put themselves on the side of the New Rule, the new king, the rule of Grandpa-Priest-King.

Citizens of Marmara Land are hence forced to obey Grandpa-King and worship God the Father instead of Goddess the Mother. Citizens remember the story of the theft of the Queen’s magic Ring, but they are not sure who stole it. "It couldn’t have been the King," they tell themselves, believing in the old saying that "whoever steals the magic Ring and keeps it for more than a day, shall die a terrible death." In spite of that, the King,

the commander-in-chief and the top-advisor live for three thousand years -- until today.

My Grandma-Witch-Queen and my Mother-Medusa were killed three thousand years ago and, in my dream, I am nothing but a faceless, nameless woman, motherwifedaughter of all men. I’m flying over the land of Marmara, talking to myself, "They stole my Grandma’s magic Ring, the three of them, three thousands of them, three millions of them stole her Ring. What needs to be discovered is not so much which man stole my Grandma’s magic Ring, but how on earth did they all succeed in stealing it from her.

As I’m flying in the sky, I see my Grandma, the assassinated Great Witch-Queen of three thousand years ago, who is flying too, with a flock of geese over a polluted ocean that separates the two most prosperous and violent continents of the world, where she is known as Mother Goose. She’s looking for her lost magic Ring to this day.

"We need to take back my magic Ring to save the world," she tells me as she disappears into the clouds, a queue of geese behind her, honking across the sky.