photo writing prompt

Sep 28, 2008 22:32

the photo was a bunch of candles lined up in a church I think.

I looked over at all the candles placed at the make shift memorial. It was almost touching that people actually cared about me. It was creepy looking at your own memorial. It's like reading your own tombstone. it was kinda beautiful though, in that surreal sort of way. If only things had been different. I was still in my body, which was lying behind the door in front of all these candles, but I could project out to see what was going on outside my body. It's weird being magical because it's not what you expect at all. you expect this rush of power, and that it will feel completely natural. Magic never does feel completely natural, and yet it's an extension of you. Looking at candles that are a memorial to yourself is one of those things that's not at all what you expect it to feel like. Because you know your body is still locked away and frozen, but your mind is free to wander the earth like a ghost. Candles are all that people could come up with on short notice after finding out I had died. Well, what they didn't really know is that i didn't really die, but was in suspended animation. I had a building site already plotted out with my mentor who will have it undertaken. He knows the secret, he is the one who helped me figure it out. Interesting how much candles can tell you though. They symbolize so many things. Death, rebirth, renewal, and purity.
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