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Chapter #5

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Hercules quickly dug a deep hole by hand and wrapped her uncle in cloth rags that had been in the bed of the wagon, fixing the two halves of his body together as one body again. When he finished, he laid her uncle's body in the hole and covered it with the displaced earth. Hercules then split a large rock in half for the headstone and used a smaller, harder rock to carve in it the epitaph Dinah wanted for her uncle.

Afterward, Hercules busied himself making a camp in much the same fashion as he had before. However, this time he provided a deer for food and gave Dinah as much as she could eat. Hercules ate the rest, because he was very hungry after all the work he had done. As the night grew darker and the two newfound friends grew satisfied with their meal, they turned to brief conversation. At length, Dinah began feeling very grateful to Hercules for all he had done for her, so she offered herself to him and he took her without hesitation. They both drifted off into a blissful slumber enfolded in each other's arms.

During the night Hercules again dreamed of the tall, beautiful woman sitting on her throne. And once again he was the annoying faerie that got stomped to death beneath her giantess' sandal. This time the dream lasted longer, and Hercules' disembodied consciousness moved through more of the giantess's lair. That night Hercules saw men tortured and destroyed in all conceivable manners. He saw malicious glee on the faces of all the women participants, and he knew that he must confront them for they were all, without doubt, Amazons.

Hercules awakened gently to the sounds of birds chirping merrily in the trees. He glanced down at Dinah, who had been awake for some time simply reveling in the warmth and comfort of Hercules' strong arms. She smiled up at him as he smiled down at her.

"Good morning, M'lord," Dinah said with a widening smile.

"Good morning," came Hercules' simple reply.

As Hercules stood up Dinah was lifted to her feet with him. He stepped away from her and went to inspect the wagon to see what exactly needed to be done to make the wagon ready for travel again. His inspection revealed a wagon that had been almost completely destroyed in the rock slide. The wheels, which had been nothing more than large wooden disks, were all snapped in two. The wagon itself, which was just a wooden bed with sides had been broken in half as well. He shook his head in disdain.

Dinah approached and said, "We can just leave the wagon and walk. I don't mind walking."

Hercules looked deep into her eyes and said, "You will need a wagon when you get to the next town. It will be all you have to barter with. You can rent its use to one of the villagers in exchange for money which you can then save to buy the things you need. I'm not going to leave you destitute."

"You don't have to leave me at all," Dinah offered hopefully.

"Yes I do. I'm on a quest to find the Amazons."

"Amazons!" Dinah remarked, "Why Amazons?"

"I'm not sure exactly. I'm looking for something, and I think they might have it."

"The Amazons are all man-haters. I've heard of the terrible things they do to the men they conquer. What could they possibly have that the mighty Hercules would need?"

Hercules stood silently pondering Dinah's question. Her gaze upon him was steady and expectant. Finally he looked up at her and said, "Something different." After a long pause, Hercules continued, "I'll build you a new wagon, a sturdy one that will fetch a hefty rental wage." With that he set to work.

Because of his godlike strength and prowess, Hercules never really labored at anything. His thoughts and intentions translated almost immediately into real-world results. Using his knowledge of stones, Hercules strategically struck several large rocks together to form a number of different sized and shaped blades. He then inspected the trees at hand and found one that suited his purpose. Next he took one of the larger blades he had formed from the stones, and with one mighty swing, he felled the tree close to its base. He left the stump so the tree could grow again. With the same blade as before, Hercules cut two large disks from the bottom of the felled tree. These would become the wheels. Over the course of the next two hours, Hercules cut large sections of lumber from the tree and then further cut and sanded them into smooth, interlocking pieces. Once assembled by Hercules, no ordinary man would ever be able to get them apart.

Dinah had taken a seat on the stump of the felled tree and now watched with rapt attention as Hercules worked. Hercules took great care in his work, and in the end, the wagon had the finished look of a craftsman's handiwork. All the surfaces were smoothed to a fine finish and the yoke could be configured for one or two animals. Hercules configured it for one and then stepped back to admire his work. Dinah hopped down from the stump and ran to Hercules' side. She nimbly climbed him and kissed his cheek enthusiastically.

Hercules lifted her away from him gently and set her down on the ground. "Don't do that. I'm all covered with sawdust and sweat," he protested.

"That doesn't matter to me. You just built me the finest wagon in all of Greece. The least I can do is thank you properly."

"Perhaps later," Hercules said. "Right now we need to be getting to the next town."

So Hercules held out his hand, and when Dinah took it, he lifted her into the wagon and took his place under the yoke.

As the day wore on it got very hot. Dinah was shielded from the onslaught of the sun's rays by the top of the long open seat Hercules had built into the wagon. Dinah looked down from her comfortable perch and felt sympathy for Hercules as he pulled her weight and the weight of the wagon in the hot sun.

"Don't you want to stop and take a break, Hercules?" she inquired.

"No, we are making good time, and I want to have you comfortably settled in the next town before nightfall."

"Hercules, you are such a gentleman. You have done so much for me that I can never truly repay you."

"You already have, M'lady. I felt something today while I was laboring for you that I have never really felt before. And I think I know why I'm seeking the Amazons. I think now I know what that something different is that I am seeking."

Before Dinah could inquire further, a group of horses approached the wagon from the trees beyond the road. Riding the horses were women of such regal stature, such athletic beauty that both Hercules and Dinah were taken aback momentarily.

"Halt," came the commanding voice of the lead rider. She addressed Dinah and said, "I am Cythoe (pronounced Sith'-O-E) of the Amazon clan Cypress. What is your destination, good sister?"

"We are going to the next town to do business."

"By 'the next town' do you you mean Altessa?"

"Yes."

"Did you have kin in Altessa?"

"No."

"Good. If you had I would have had to bid you condolences. We just raided Altessa and burned it to the ground. The men we slaughtered, for there were none fit for enslavement. The women we gave the choice of joining us or seeking their place elsewhere. Thirteen we added to our numbers and the rest left for other places. If you would like you can follow us back to our village and do business with us."

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