The Angels Saga - Experience

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Experience

'To drink or not to drink, that is the question,' said Cosadriel.

Azrael poured Cosadriel a drink of alcohol based ale.

'Actual beer,' said Cosadriel.

'One,' replied Azrael.

Cosadriel sat down, and put his mountain climbing pick beside his stool.

'Talzudiel's challenge?' asked Azrael.

'It scared the living shit out of me,' said Cosadriel. 'But I couldn't back down.'

'It was just a regular mountain,' said Azrael.

Cosadriel sipped on his beer. 'It's – it's. It's different now. I don't know. I ain't got the balls I used to. I'm very precious or concerned with my wellbeing now. So damn used to taking proper care of myself. Oshanel has lectured me eternally on these issues. Today I noticed alright. She said please don't do it. But no way was I going to back down.'

'And it scared you?' queried Azrael, eyebrow raised.

'I mean, I knew what I was doing. But it was like every move I made was zoomed in on like a magnifying glass. My concern was extreme. Caution in absolutely everything I did. I was slow. Not terribly slow. But I was slow. I just would not go any quicker. Took all day because of it.'

Azrael sipped on the glass of ginger ale at his side. 'Right,' he said. 'You know, I can't really say. I can't really say. But I wouldn't be surprised if that's me too. Not sure if I've been overly tested out on the idea yet. But I am very tight with my driving here. I am completely alert. I know every traffic motion out there. Everytbody is tight as fuck on the roads of Zaphora, so it's not really a concern, but many I just stay alert out of habit now. Everything is monitored closely.'

'It's the cost of eternal life,' said Kwintakel, reading a newspaper at a table. She looked at them. 'It happens to all of us. There is nothing unique about what you are going through. Everyone goes through this. It happens slowly. But it's universal truth. We get more cautious, by nature, as time passes by. We don't even really notice that much. It just happens.'

'Experience, I guess,' said Azrael.

Cosadirel looked at his best friend. 'I guess so.'

The day passed, and Cosadriel was watching a football match on the screen. The tavern was full for the night, as usual, and Cosadriel had been silently observing things. He knew everyone in the tavern, and he noticed something. Their behaviour. It was very old. Very traditional. Extremely thought out. Stately, even. Ancient. They went about their way of life as if it had been set in stone long ago. A plan of life to get along with the world – worked out to the state of perfection. What experience had gained them. And today when he climbed that mountain – his experience. He reflected. Life – changed. As time passed by. It was not that it necessarily got that much more exciting. The goodness and interest was about the same. It was just more – secure. Stable. Settled. Old, he sighed. Cosadriel had gotten old.

The End