Dream from the Ghost august/28/11
The world was flooded and I lived on the road. The remnents of citys hundreds of years old. The earth had shattered and this world was my new home and I walked proudly knowing that I could be not harmed.
I was shown the way by a dear beautiful friend who could see the way the world used to look.
She brought me to the water's edge by the streets broken crackled underneath the pressures of day.
Lets swim! Said the little leo I knew, she lived her too...she lived here too.They swam and then CRASH - the earth shimmied a shake - the next thing I knew a Hole opened in the ground.
Jagged rocks poked out in all directions as a well formed at the bottom of this part of the ocean.
Little Leo stuck in the whole as the water dropped, oh no! we cried until the Beautiful one dived.
She jumped into the hole and lifted her through, picked up the Leo and they both reached damp footing.
I had to know, where did the hole go?
So I asked them to join me on an adventure into the unknown.We climbed on down until we found the remains of a cavern, a place where earth was raped for her fuels.
We hang a left down the hallway of older used in transport, now simply a ruin from an unknown architect.
In the room at the end we do find a bunch of tools. I put them in my pocket as I know they will be of use.
As we gather supplies for the journey ahead, we hear foot steps thunder down from the hall's opposite end.
I take up a table leg I found up high on a shelf next to an axe I left behind.
No lives will be struck down by this hand, not today. It's not my place to kill in a home not my own.
Not my place to kill at all.
AMBUSH! We're surrounded by people, they all wear an armband - a symbol of pure evil.
They take away the girls, and I'm stuck alone in a corner.
I don the the closest piece of wood - for my table leg has been swiftly stolen.
A duel ensues and I'm uncomfortable, but once I realized that this is for real, the man is not playing he's trying to end me, I raise up my hand and disable the man.
I take him down and point my offer to the next, and the next.
Which of you men will come at me fair one on one?A whistle blows down the hall and they all run to stand in a line.
I follow slowly to see what's happening in the row.
Mere peanuts are flying out of a chainlink fence wall.
The people keep their mouths open and wait to be fed.
I take my share and then notice the whistle blower.
A tall man in a uniform, wearing the symbol reversed from the sun.
I point at him and shout - give me back my friends!
He looks to me with utter shock! Who would dare make an attempt to stand up?Stand against the wearer of a giant stead? Who uses his mind to trick and breed fear.
Give me my friends I shout as I raise my arm, club still wielded from the conflict prior.
If you want them so, he replies in high voice, You must find them yonder - and he points down the hall.
I run down the hall with no skeptical eyes, no thoughts of traps, no room to be surprised.
I must find the Fishes, and I must find the Cat.
My friends in this world are worth the expense.
I run through the darkness and continue to run on...
The hall way never ends it seems, just keeps going...
a light appears as I open my eyes...
I've travelled again to another world, one similiar to my home.
A varient of the City of a Queen, in a varient land of my blood.
Here I will find my friends...
of that I'm sure.