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Queery Tales; Where Rainbows Begin	By : shikiblade Category: Fairy Tales, Fables, Folklore, Legends, and Myth > Fairy Tales Views: 23001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own rights to these stories. They were writen long ago and far away. These are re-tellings, but not for mass publishing. No money is being made from these stories.

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Chapter Two: The Perfect Model
At dinner, there were many people sitting and talking, dining together and discussing whatever seemed to be their fancy. Father Amber was at the head of the table and a very elegantly dressed woman sat to one side of him, a handsome man on his other side. Other men and women of different ages were around the table, some dressed rather nicely, some dressed in rags, but no one seemed to notice who was wearing what. Orion and Juno took their seats and helped themselves to the foods that were there.
After some time, Father Amber stood and got everyone’s attention. “Tonight, we welcome Juno into our home; he has come to us from a place that is far less for a child to grow up in. Let us drink to his recovery and happiness, from this day onward.” Everyone stood up and raised their glasses. “To Juno,” they chorused and drank. Juno felt a light sensation flow through him. He was not sure if it was embarrassment, or something else, but it was a pleasant sensation nevertheless.
“Now, will you please come here Juno?” Father Amber beckoned. Juno walked to the end of the table and Father Amber took his hand. He traced his fingers over the palm of Juno’s hand and then let it go. “Yes, you will be able to stay here.” He turned his head slightly. “Hephaestus,” he called. From a door behind him came a man who was indeed very handsome, say for the boils on one side of his face. Juno instantly wanted to hold this man and give him such love to make up for his shortcomings.
“Juno, this is our craftsman. He will need some of your blood,” Father Amber said.
“Why?” Juno asked.
“I will explain. Hephaestus will create a model of you that is so alike to you, with all your memories, and send it back to your step-mother. If she is cruel to it, it will punish her after a time. If she learns her lesson, then she will reward you. The same awaits your father in the opposite sense. If he steps in to protect you, he will be helped, otherwise punished if he is idle.” Juno nodded, knowing in his heart what might happen. He extended his arm and Hephaestus placed a strange looking needle into the elbow fold, which took blood into a crystal at the end. He then went away.
“Go now, you and Orion have a room to share. We shall see you in the morning.” Father Amber waved him away and Orion led Juno to the room they now shared.
The room was dark blue in colour, with a four-poster bed that was extremely large. There were books on the shelves and a pair of desks to one side for studying. On the nightstand there stood a small bottle containing a pearl white liquid. Orion passed it to Juno. “You need to drink this.” Juno was feeling tired, but he drank the liquid anyway. This tasted nice, like cool milk with a much silkier touch to it. The potion made Juno feel even sleepier, and Orion almost had to catch him as he fell onto the bed. Orion helped Juno to undress and then be tucked in. He was asleep before Orion had a chance to say goodnight.
The next morning, Juno awoke to find Orion already dressed and gone. Juno dressed himself and went down to the dining room where some people, Orion included, were eating breakfast. Joining them, he soon fell into conversation with the people there. It was apparent that some of these people were to mentor him in the ways of the world and that he would remain here while he studied. He was to drink a magical potion every so often that would keep him from aging so that he could catch up his education to his age.
And so it was that Juno learned politics, languages, arts as well as proper house-keeping and all the skills he would need to fend for himself.
On the first night of his education, he sat down to dinner with all the other members of the household. Father Amber called him forward. He then indicated to the back door and out came a perfect image of Juno. It looked like him, acted like him, sounded like him and even wore his clothing. Juno had to supress a laugh at how good the copy was.
“This copy knows everything about you up until you came to us. We are going to send it back to your father and step-mother. If she beats it too much, she will be punished, and so will your father if he doesn’t help the model. If they learn their lesson, then you can return to them when your education is completed. Now go and eat.” Juno bowed and returned to his seat and his copy wandered out the door as happily as you like.
And so time passed and Juno continued his education. He joined in the many festivities that were celebrated year after year, and the things he learned were more than any King or Queen would ever need to know.
Soon, it became time for Juno to return to the world of men and leave the Tontlawauld. Upon the last day, he and Orion lay in bed for a while longer, their naked bodies pressed together.
“I’m going to miss you,” Orion said.
“I do wish you were coming with me,” Juno replied.
“So do I, but I have seen enough to know of your happiness.”
“And what does that mean?” Juno asked. Orion said nothing but just leaned over and kissed Juno. He then got out of bed.
“You have been here for seven years without aging a day thanks to the potions that we have given you. Do you not wonder why I haven’t aged without the potion?”
“Not really,” Juno answered. Now that he thought about it, no one seemed to have aged a day. Orion stood naked before him, he then raised his arms above his head and there was a brilliant flash of gold light. When it faded and Juno could see again, he saw that Orion was completely different. His skin had lost its European olive complexion and had become much more golden, and his hair, once completely black, now had many thin gold stripes through it. From his back came two large glistening wings and he wore a beautiful white shirt and blue pants. In his hand was a wand and around his neck was a bronze torc with a diamond set into it.
Juno was stunned for a moment, but his mind then put it all together. He had been educated by the Fey and nature spirits of all kinds. Nymphs, stone spirits and so on.
“Well, this is what I really look like. We all appear human to you because that was the spell we put on you, but now in your last hours here, we will not hide from you.” Orion extended his hand and Juno took it, and he was dressed magically in a matching set of clothes with his hair done in a similar style to Orion’s.
At breakfast, everyone was somewhat sad to see Juno leaving, but they knew that this day was going to come. So they had a great fire to celebrate and feasted on meats and fruits. When it was time for Juno to leave, he was handed a bag and a slip of paper by Father Amber and a gold ring from Orion. The bag contained clothing and food for a few days travel, and the note gave directions to a house that was set up and waiting for him.
“With this ring, you will always be protected from those who would harm you like your wicked step-mother. Wear it and remember me.” Orion and Juno hugged and then started walking, everyone else waving goodbye as he set off. At the edge of the Tontlawauld, Orion stopped.
“We will always be watching you,” he said. He kissed Juno one last time and then disappeared in a spray of golden stars. Juno was half excited and half on the verge of tears as he continued his journey, remembering everything he had learned.
As he came upon his home town, he decided to go past his old home and see if his father and step-mother were still there. But no, another family lived there. When enquiring what happened, they explained that the son of the father had been gone a long time, and when he returned, the step-mother beat him severely, but he hardly seemed to flinch. This drove her into a passion and she made him work day and night, beating him and making him do all sorts of terrible work. Well, one day when she went to strike him, she took his head off by accident. But people say that out of his body slithered a giant snake that bit her fiercely several times until she was dead. When her husband came back, he was much surprised, and before he could do anything the snake rounded on him as well. When people looked into the matter, the son’s body was never found, nor was the snake. We kept the things he was willed, but he has never come for them, if he ever will.”
“I know where to find Juno, I will take them,” Juno said. He took what was two large books, some jewellery and money and was then upon his way.
After some travels and a stay at an inn, Juno reached his new home. It was large and spacious, with many divine furnishings and all the books he had learned from and then some. Juno settled in quite quickly. He had to laugh when he found a small amber statue that looked a lot like Orion.
From here, Juno led a peaceful life. He soon became quite infatuated with a charming young man and they lived together for a long time. Juno became a very successful lawyer and served in the king’s court and in other places besides. When he did die, many years later, he was a very old, tired but happy man. At his funeral, many people wondered who the strangers were that came to see him, but we all know who they were.
The end.
A/N: Thank you my readers. For the past five years I have written you these stories and while this book has come to an end in length, you will notice over time that I am going back to certain stories and either making them longer or re-writing them a tad, depending on what needs to be done.
This story is for those who have had difficult lives, those who have suffered for being who they are and those who live/d in terror within their own homes. To all of you, I pray that you find/have found peace, and that you are/will lead a happy life.
From here, I move into the next section of Queery Tales, which will be based in parts of history. I have two inspired stories lined up, and another that has been suggested to me that I need to go and research. If you have any suggestions, I am more than willing to hear them. HiHlk;g
My biggest thanks to you, not the other readers, just you, is that you have made this my most viewed and most reviewed publication, and with all the camp, gay love in hugs, I thank you. May every day be a rainbow in your life,
Shikiblade
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