Now he could see river-rats climbing up the posts on the ship. I guess life was a progression of events to him, leading in different ways or so he seemed to look at it that way now: phases toward life and love, and a recession from life and love.

Harshly rising to his feet he searched for a way out and no sooner had he stood up, he was shoved back done to his position.

2 Anases Says

A few hours had passed since they, Belphegor and his envoys apprehended Phrygian, he got thinking as he watched Ais in a comatose stance, staring into the rocky structure of old Atlantis, he got thinking, talking out loud you might say on their relationship:

‘I knew them both, both very well, almost, almost all my life, my existence, I know both Ais and the king (nodding his head as if it was about to fall off his shoulders); With him there was good mixed in with the bad, and with Ais, there was bad mixed in with the good.’ He then glanced at Ais again, concluded, they were both worth knowing.

Then he thought about Gywan, the demonic creature that helped subdue the king, he wasn’t a bad looking demon, until he opened his mouth, and out came the buckteeth. Actually, compared to Buer, and Belphegor, and Agaliarept, he was actually pleasant to look at, a pleasant face and body, although he also had that look that said, he could kill a stranger calmly and walk away while birds ravaged his corpse; something like the King, like Phrygian could do.

3 Ais Says

Ais, who lacked on opinions made a good wife for the king, and the King who proved to be adaptable, proved to be a somewhat of a good husband for Ais, although both minds were in different spheres most of the time. And this was what encircled her brain at the moment. She, Ais was practical and He, the king of Atlantis, was in triumphantly captive in worship.