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Of Ancient Passages: Chapter 26: Mortality of A Stag
Sol’s eyes shoot open. His fatigue has dampened. “What happened?”
“You and Morzak fought well.” Tsuk says.
“It was terrible.” Maleen says a short distance away.
“I had to patch you up.” There is a long sense of questions in Tsuk’s eyes.
Sol stands up. “Where is Morzak?”
“He is gone.” Tsuk stands up now. “You are fine now. I must go. This is where we part ways Sol. I have repaid my debt.”
“Thank you.” Sol says.
“Goodbye.” Tsuk vanishes into the leaves.
“Stay here Maleen. I have to find Alunda.”
“I will wait for D’ereen.”
Stumbling he goes in the direction he saw Alunda go. He sees the smoke now. The injuries will not allow him to run. Shuffling he approaches faster. A tree lays smoking.
The massive doors open. D’ereen is grinning, she sees Maleen. “Look what I have.”
“You have it?”
D’ereen shows it to her. “Look.”
“What is that?” Maleen asks.
“What?” D’ereen notices the fracture lines. “Oh you have got to be kidding.”
It begins to crack. Pieces split and fall away. The handle breaks. Short useless sobs come from D’ereen. She went through all of it for nothing. She throws the handle away with all the worthless splinters.
“Damn it! What do we do now?”
D’ereen sighs in defeat. “Where is Sol?”
His eyes meet Alunda and Shentra standing together. “What is this?”
“Sorry Sol. I cannot be your master anymore.”
“Why?”
“We are leaving.” Shentra says.
“But she is—“
“She is the one I love.” Alunda finish for him. They get on to the dragon. “I am sorry but this is the way it must be.”
“Please don’t leave. I…I….” A deep sorrow falls on him.
“Goodbye.” Alunda waves to him.
Great wings flap. The dragon rises up. Sol falls to his knees. They disappear over the canopy and are gone. Just like that.
“Please don’t go.” He whispers. A familiar feeling chains him quickly. “It’s all my fault. I am cursed. He left because of me!” Images of his mother and sisters rattle through his head. “They died because of me.” As he tries to delve further there is nothing. “They died because of me and I cannot remember why.” Images of blood and gore supersede the pictures of his mother. “I am useless! I am nothing! I do not deserve to live!”
Half mad he rips away the bandages. The blood pours out of the wounds. Seeing him D’ereen and Maleen come running. It is too late far too late. D’ereen covers wounds. Maleen tries to put the bandages back, it is no use, too much blood has left. Sol’s lifeless body slips backwards.
“Why? Why? Why? Don’t you know we love you.” Maleen says to no one but herself.
D’ereen is miles away. A single poem pops into her head:
O osénámenüm.
El noras os ménon thren.
Sámé ménena masentium.
Hásé téma séla,
Sémés os sincisium.
Hára tu tél tonsonnenim.
Sen sa, som amorám,
Lamen ras thomé crán os menanon.
Memex vel mesomeninon.
O quam sancta
Quam serena.
Semé sormenen
Sondalorein vey molnamenin fuelitenu.
O quam benimma
Quam amánemá.
Lilé os amorám.
Gánenon os splénasiniüm.
O quam sancta
Quam serena.
Lilé os amorám,
O osénámenüm.
***
I found myself guided into a bright light, a swirling abyss of pure illumination. I twirl faster and faster into the whirlpool. I am not a spirit by any known conception nor entirely physical but something more. Some form whispered about by strange deviant cults. The vortex pulls me away.
A dingy light emerges. My eyes adjust to it. My ears keep a consistent ring. Finally, my senses stable. I am unable to move forced into a sitting position.
“Where am I?” I have to know.
“A hospital for people like you.” I did not notice the man sitting in front of me.
“‘Hospital?’ ‘People like me?’”
“I understand that you may be confused. I would be to after waking from a coma. Try to relax.”
“Where am I?” Why am I wearing this straight jacket?
“You are in a mental institution. Please stay calm!”
“That is not true!” I will not believe it. “I am not insane! I am not insane!” I get up. I have to get out.
“I need help in here!”
Two large men come into the room. They easily overpower me. One of them has a needle. I have to struggle, must get away. I am not insane. I am not insane.
THE END
“You and Morzak fought well.” Tsuk says.
“It was terrible.” Maleen says a short distance away.
“I had to patch you up.” There is a long sense of questions in Tsuk’s eyes.
Sol stands up. “Where is Morzak?”
“He is gone.” Tsuk stands up now. “You are fine now. I must go. This is where we part ways Sol. I have repaid my debt.”
“Thank you.” Sol says.
“Goodbye.” Tsuk vanishes into the leaves.
“Stay here Maleen. I have to find Alunda.”
“I will wait for D’ereen.”
Stumbling he goes in the direction he saw Alunda go. He sees the smoke now. The injuries will not allow him to run. Shuffling he approaches faster. A tree lays smoking.
The massive doors open. D’ereen is grinning, she sees Maleen. “Look what I have.”
“You have it?”
D’ereen shows it to her. “Look.”
“What is that?” Maleen asks.
“What?” D’ereen notices the fracture lines. “Oh you have got to be kidding.”
It begins to crack. Pieces split and fall away. The handle breaks. Short useless sobs come from D’ereen. She went through all of it for nothing. She throws the handle away with all the worthless splinters.
“Damn it! What do we do now?”
D’ereen sighs in defeat. “Where is Sol?”
His eyes meet Alunda and Shentra standing together. “What is this?”
“Sorry Sol. I cannot be your master anymore.”
“Why?”
“We are leaving.” Shentra says.
“But she is—“
“She is the one I love.” Alunda finish for him. They get on to the dragon. “I am sorry but this is the way it must be.”
“Please don’t leave. I…I….” A deep sorrow falls on him.
“Goodbye.” Alunda waves to him.
Great wings flap. The dragon rises up. Sol falls to his knees. They disappear over the canopy and are gone. Just like that.
“Please don’t go.” He whispers. A familiar feeling chains him quickly. “It’s all my fault. I am cursed. He left because of me!” Images of his mother and sisters rattle through his head. “They died because of me.” As he tries to delve further there is nothing. “They died because of me and I cannot remember why.” Images of blood and gore supersede the pictures of his mother. “I am useless! I am nothing! I do not deserve to live!”
Half mad he rips away the bandages. The blood pours out of the wounds. Seeing him D’ereen and Maleen come running. It is too late far too late. D’ereen covers wounds. Maleen tries to put the bandages back, it is no use, too much blood has left. Sol’s lifeless body slips backwards.
“Why? Why? Why? Don’t you know we love you.” Maleen says to no one but herself.
D’ereen is miles away. A single poem pops into her head:
O osénámenüm.
El noras os ménon thren.
Sámé ménena masentium.
Hásé téma séla,
Sémés os sincisium.
Hára tu tél tonsonnenim.
Sen sa, som amorám,
Lamen ras thomé crán os menanon.
Memex vel mesomeninon.
O quam sancta
Quam serena.
Semé sormenen
Sondalorein vey molnamenin fuelitenu.
O quam benimma
Quam amánemá.
Lilé os amorám.
Gánenon os splénasiniüm.
O quam sancta
Quam serena.
Lilé os amorám,
O osénámenüm.
***
I found myself guided into a bright light, a swirling abyss of pure illumination. I twirl faster and faster into the whirlpool. I am not a spirit by any known conception nor entirely physical but something more. Some form whispered about by strange deviant cults. The vortex pulls me away.
A dingy light emerges. My eyes adjust to it. My ears keep a consistent ring. Finally, my senses stable. I am unable to move forced into a sitting position.
“Where am I?” I have to know.
“A hospital for people like you.” I did not notice the man sitting in front of me.
“‘Hospital?’ ‘People like me?’”
“I understand that you may be confused. I would be to after waking from a coma. Try to relax.”
“Where am I?” Why am I wearing this straight jacket?
“You are in a mental institution. Please stay calm!”
“That is not true!” I will not believe it. “I am not insane! I am not insane!” I get up. I have to get out.
“I need help in here!”
Two large men come into the room. They easily overpower me. One of them has a needle. I have to struggle, must get away. I am not insane. I am not insane.
THE END
Published 10th Oct 2012
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