Drifting through time and space, I see anguish overwhelming the seers, because the universe is falling apart due to war. They make it their calling to subdue man with their intricacies. For the bonds of fate echo like bells chiming in the wind. My winds call out to me to subdue all that is unholy. However, how can the wind song cause sheep to bleat along rivers when all pleas of the heart cry out with their tears. Golden hours ascend into the night, bringing out colors of red, gold, purple, and blue after the rain has stopped.
I’m soaked from my tears. They surround broken bodies of earth. The fig tree is has nothing but remorse for me, because I failed to climb the highest mountain when it came to obliging its way to tell tales of great feats to anyone who’d listen.
I attempted to climb the rocks, but with every step I took, I fell to my knees, making scrapes and bruises along my mangled flesh.
I descended the mountain after getting half way up, but, I regretted this mistake.
For above were soldiers shooting arrows down at me, shouting demands for me to leave their domain, and never come back to their fold. It was their obligation to uphold statues of the land, and track down municipal deeds done by every man, woman and child, and report them to the queen of the highest decree.
She is the silent storm brewing in the heart of man, whenever his longing for what’s real passes through his blood, and creates war of the mind against his heart, causing his spirit to grow darker and darker, and his soul to wither into nothingness.
As I struggled to descend the mountain, a dragon flew above me, breathing its fire down on my head. I shielded myself against the rocks, and used my powers of persuasion by gazing into the creature’s eyes, hypnotizing it to do my bidding.
It swooped over me, and landed two feet away. I climbed on him, held tight, and flew up towards the soldiers flinging their arrows. Gazing down, I extended my arm, put a dome over them, and left them in peril.
Breaking tides with the wind, I was flung to the top of the mountain, where I landed on the dome.
Moving about inside the dome were the soldiers who flung their arrows at me, but they only flung back at them. The dear men hadn’t realized what was going on.
Rising to my feet, I extended both arms, causing a golden light to come out of my hands, freezing the men in time.
Removing the dome, I landed on the body of rock, and kept walking until I got to the edge. Below me, I discovered a new world where giant machines controlled every whim of man.
Climbing onto the dragon’s back, I flew over the strange land, pitting the dragon and myself against these man enslaving machines.
Seeing them up close, I thought to myself, What magic is this? Could it be I have crossed over into the future? But how can this be?
Just as the machines shot up flames at the dragon and me, I used my powers to freeze the land in time.
© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2015