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a strange dream or ancient memories?
ribbons of grayish smoke wove a tapestry of haze in the room...
torches flickered and shadows danced upon the walls...
the footsteps drew closer and in my haste i clumsily spilled
powder on my work bench.
the footsteps drew closer.
quickly i began brushing the fine powder into a cupped hand...
i'm so clumsy sometimes.
out of the corner of my eye i saw him...i was reminded of when we first met...
he was just as i had remembered him from then, it was so many lives ago...
his hair had changed, it was now longer than i remembered but his eyes always remained the same.
i wonder if he remembers me...
and not just from this life...
lost in thought i stared as he walked by,
slightly disappointed when i realized he hadn't noticed me standing here...
i was enveloped in shadows....how could he?
just as i was about to walk away a strand of hair fell into his face and as he pushed
it away our eyes met. embarrassed for staring i avert my eyes quickly
a cool hand touches my shoulder and i jump the powder i was still clutching fell to the floor
i nervously around she is standing there...how did she get so close with out me noticing?
i go to speak...i'm not sure what to say but she puts her fingers over my lips
in a hushed voice she speaks to me i can hardly hear it over the wind outside
when did it get so loud? something is happening
i can feel it...i've felt it all before...many times...i've tried to run from it...
i've tried to hide from it. i have even tried to ignore it and pretend it didn't exist...
it always returns though...there is no escaping it
a thousand thoughts fly through my head
is this fate?
she is still talking to me...i can't understand
i interrupt her and ask, "can you feel that?"
she just looks at me..."please...can you feel that?"
she stands there looking...i begin to beg for her to say something, anything
i don't care if i can not understand it...i just don't want to feel this anymore
i don't know what it is, i find no comfort in its familiarity...
please...please tell me i am not crazy...
the room grows brighter and the walls turn to blue rays of light hit my face
two bright yellow eyes are starting at me...
whiskers tickling my face
i glance around and am surrounded by familiar things...
but the feeling is still there... and i find no comfort in that...
i've seen this all before.
all i can do now is just wait...
just like everybody else.
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