I sometimes forget how much of a Trickster Gwydion truly is. He’s such a Gentleman most of the time, polite and courteous to a fault, that it’s easy to not think about those other sides of Him.
Early this morning, though, I got caught up in the “Bullshit of Christmas Past” vortex, mentally picking at an incident that happened a couple of years back. 2012 was the worst year I’ve ever lived through, no contest–not least because at one point I came within a hairbreadth of perma-banning Gwydion from my life due to listening to someone’s shitty advice. To this day, I still get weepy and frantic when I think about what might have happened if I’d gone through with it.
So there I was, lying in bed kicking myself for the stupidity I nearly succumbed to, when He lay down beside me and wrapped His arms around me.
You shouldn’t worry so much, He said softly. If you had done that, I would have found a way to come back to you. Not wearing the same face, most like, but I would still be there for you all the same.
That’d be really dishonest, though, I objected. If I’d seriously told You to leave, and You came right back in disguise…
A shrug. I would have been banished under false pretenses in the first place, so I’d feel no compunction about returning under the same.
I know by all standards of proper behavior that I ought to be creeped out by this, but I can’t help feeling a bit flattered instead. Maybe it’s because I know Him so well, maybe it’s because I really am Trickster Bait of the highest degree, but it’s awfully reassuring to know that I wouldn’t have been able to completely wreck our relationship through a momentary lapse of judgment.
Hail Gwydion, the Gentleman Trickster! <3