Journey
'I will become a grey Wolf against thee, and I will strip a stripe of flesh from thee, from thy right thigh, untill it extends to the left'
- An Morrighan
I think death, as an idealism is greatly misunderstood in our world. I have known death within many flows, I have seen him as the great sky-horse, galloping, wild, and free across the great star river, I know his name, I have seen into his eyes, and I was not afraid. I have seen the fabled two faced ones in the forms of man and animal, an indescribable combination, which can send shutters of horror down one's very spine.
To me, these combinations, of wolf and man were symbolic of our two worlds, and just how closely intertwined they truly are, yet how truly separate the realms of man and beast have become.
I awoke to find myself laying in the pouring rain. The drops were like small bullets which blew in side ways with the howling winds which propelled them like tiny spears. I stood, only to notice how close I seemed to the ground. The muddy ground smelled earthy, I could smell flowers also, I looked, and several yards away was a bed of dandelions. I looked down in horror, to see my hands were as large K-9 paws, complete with large thick claws, what was this?! I had been a man, I remember! I had a girlfriend, I had friends! I had been happy damn it! Had it been only a dream? Some reach by the Psyche to understand another world which was cut off from me? I remembered my dead grandparents, my mom and dad, my brother...Everyone. I shuttered from both confusion and cold.
I scented the air around me, I smelled something new, I scanned the region to no avail, there was nothing to see, yet my nose seemed to pull me along this mysterious trail I was on. I walked for what seemed like miles, in dread and fear of what I might find in this unknown wilderness I was in. I watched as my paws sunk deeply into the mud, would the rain ever stop I wondered. Just about then I saw movement in the corner of my eye, I saw a large figure on four legs drawing closer.
Nothing but a silhouette, I could see it coming closer, I wanted to run, run as fast as I could, back to my own world, back to safety, back to some measure on sensible reality, but I felt a powerful pull, so strong that it seemed to entice my every muscle fiber. I forced my four legs in his direction as well.
As he came into sight in the cold night air, I made out his eyes, which were unmistakably Asian, brown, with high cheekbones, exquisitely human in many regards, yet the pointed ears, long snout, and sharp teeth of a giant timber wolf. His coat was a dark grey, with black steaks, his teeth long and as white as new snow, his ears long and pointed sharply, his eyes seemed as alive, as intelligent, and as curious as any man. 'Where were you?' he asked me. I felt my head cock, unable to answer, like a school boy being asked why he didn't do his homework. I motioned me with his head and I followed him.
We walked for what seemed like hours in silence - we walked to all places, and all places were alike. Wet from colossal stinging rain drops which came in almost sideways making the air musky and humid, it was as dark as late evening with no hint of sunlight, no sense of direction save for my mysterious guide who seemed to know me far better than I knew him.
After a while - we came upon a great network of caves, within I saw many sets of eyes glowing in the shadows. In awful dread I pressed on slowly, for in this place, this had been the only hint of life I had seen, whether it was hope however remained to be seen.
As my eyes adjusted slowly to the cold darkness of the caves I could make out the silhouettes of many Wolves, and I knew I was among a great pack. Slowly, and skittishly I made my way to the back of the cave, anticipating a terrible attack which would undoubtedly result in my being tonight's menu.
They stared back at me, just as intently as I at them, but their stares were different from mine, not fearful, but inquisitive, as if asking why I was there. Each face was different, but all had the characteristics of people, like my own versions of the Egyptian weigher of souls. I stomach sank hard, like I'd swallowed a brick. At first the words wouldn't come - only breath. Finally I said...'I'm dead, aren't I?' A heavy, yet gentle voice from above me answered...'What if you are?' I looked up and saw a very large red eared Bobcat, his coat was many speckled, and was missing one of his ears, from some great battle. He was scared down the opposite eye which was white with blindness.
'Then I will need to say goodbye' I answered. 'How would you do that if you're dead grandson son Mildh?' he asked. I will go to the sidhe, and become of both Earth and man. I hardly finished the statement when the cave filled with roaring laughter. The Bobcat walked along the ledge chuckling as he eyed me. 'I see even in your death you've kept your humor...That's good - you're going to need it if you mean to survive...Tell me, what drives you grandson of Mildh? Is it fear?' I thought, I deeply contemplated the question...'No, I guess I'm not'...'You GUESS?!' I raised my eyes again, 'I' am not afraid Cath Palug'. Just then I felt a terrible pain in my thigh causing me to growl loudly...'Is it vengeance that drives you grandson of Mildh?' 'I am not angry' I answered looking into the big cat's eyes...'Then what are you?'...I thought long and hard, before I grinned and answered...'I am awake Charlie'
The old cat simply grinned, 'To the west you will seek the rock the burns, you will seek the tree that bleeds, and find the answers to your mysteries. I walked back to the entrance, limping hardly able. I looked behind me to see what had become people, a long line of people, at the front was an old woman, with light purple slacks of the 70's, her hair grey with blackened streaks, she wore a white sweater, and black glasses, the man wore overalls, grey and torn from hard labor. The same style of glasses and a hat like that of a rail road conductor. In the mists I couldn't make out faces. It was the generations that had come before. Then a small shape came from the crowd, 'It's not time for you Daddy', then the crowd and cave were gone with an warming wind. An echoing voice saying guide him Okami - Take him back where he belongs. The rain gone, I saw the moon, and howled my sorrow to her.
We came upon a great burning mountain, which we climbed and at the top was a HUGE twisted tree, pools of blood at it's roots. The ledge was treacherous, and burning with a great light. 'Here is your answer Grandson of Mildh, are you strong enough to seek it?' Okami asked grinning as if daring me. The pain in my thigh was indescribable now, the closer we had came the worse it got...I looked at the light 'I don't know, I'm afraid, I'm angry, but I'm happy, and I need to go.' So I ran, the light seemed to run away from me, but I was faster, even with the limp and chased the light faster and faster until I leped, a great salmon leap, the wind came from everywhere carrying me further until the light consumed me, my hind leg ached with agony until I woke to find several bluish figures around me. I struck out in my survival instinct. 'I'm not hurting you on purpose' a man's voice told me.
I patted him on the shoulder and said, 'I know you're not' before I lay back and bared it. Content that everything was fine, knowing that death had held my hand through life, and guided my return. Not long after I passed out from the pain, back into a coma for 3 more days. Sitting up would be the last time I'd be able to move without help for some months, but that is another tale for another day.
- An Morrighan
I think death, as an idealism is greatly misunderstood in our world. I have known death within many flows, I have seen him as the great sky-horse, galloping, wild, and free across the great star river, I know his name, I have seen into his eyes, and I was not afraid. I have seen the fabled two faced ones in the forms of man and animal, an indescribable combination, which can send shutters of horror down one's very spine.
To me, these combinations, of wolf and man were symbolic of our two worlds, and just how closely intertwined they truly are, yet how truly separate the realms of man and beast have become.
I awoke to find myself laying in the pouring rain. The drops were like small bullets which blew in side ways with the howling winds which propelled them like tiny spears. I stood, only to notice how close I seemed to the ground. The muddy ground smelled earthy, I could smell flowers also, I looked, and several yards away was a bed of dandelions. I looked down in horror, to see my hands were as large K-9 paws, complete with large thick claws, what was this?! I had been a man, I remember! I had a girlfriend, I had friends! I had been happy damn it! Had it been only a dream? Some reach by the Psyche to understand another world which was cut off from me? I remembered my dead grandparents, my mom and dad, my brother...Everyone. I shuttered from both confusion and cold.
I scented the air around me, I smelled something new, I scanned the region to no avail, there was nothing to see, yet my nose seemed to pull me along this mysterious trail I was on. I walked for what seemed like miles, in dread and fear of what I might find in this unknown wilderness I was in. I watched as my paws sunk deeply into the mud, would the rain ever stop I wondered. Just about then I saw movement in the corner of my eye, I saw a large figure on four legs drawing closer.
Nothing but a silhouette, I could see it coming closer, I wanted to run, run as fast as I could, back to my own world, back to safety, back to some measure on sensible reality, but I felt a powerful pull, so strong that it seemed to entice my every muscle fiber. I forced my four legs in his direction as well.
As he came into sight in the cold night air, I made out his eyes, which were unmistakably Asian, brown, with high cheekbones, exquisitely human in many regards, yet the pointed ears, long snout, and sharp teeth of a giant timber wolf. His coat was a dark grey, with black steaks, his teeth long and as white as new snow, his ears long and pointed sharply, his eyes seemed as alive, as intelligent, and as curious as any man. 'Where were you?' he asked me. I felt my head cock, unable to answer, like a school boy being asked why he didn't do his homework. I motioned me with his head and I followed him.
We walked for what seemed like hours in silence - we walked to all places, and all places were alike. Wet from colossal stinging rain drops which came in almost sideways making the air musky and humid, it was as dark as late evening with no hint of sunlight, no sense of direction save for my mysterious guide who seemed to know me far better than I knew him.
After a while - we came upon a great network of caves, within I saw many sets of eyes glowing in the shadows. In awful dread I pressed on slowly, for in this place, this had been the only hint of life I had seen, whether it was hope however remained to be seen.
As my eyes adjusted slowly to the cold darkness of the caves I could make out the silhouettes of many Wolves, and I knew I was among a great pack. Slowly, and skittishly I made my way to the back of the cave, anticipating a terrible attack which would undoubtedly result in my being tonight's menu.
They stared back at me, just as intently as I at them, but their stares were different from mine, not fearful, but inquisitive, as if asking why I was there. Each face was different, but all had the characteristics of people, like my own versions of the Egyptian weigher of souls. I stomach sank hard, like I'd swallowed a brick. At first the words wouldn't come - only breath. Finally I said...'I'm dead, aren't I?' A heavy, yet gentle voice from above me answered...'What if you are?' I looked up and saw a very large red eared Bobcat, his coat was many speckled, and was missing one of his ears, from some great battle. He was scared down the opposite eye which was white with blindness.
'Then I will need to say goodbye' I answered. 'How would you do that if you're dead grandson son Mildh?' he asked. I will go to the sidhe, and become of both Earth and man. I hardly finished the statement when the cave filled with roaring laughter. The Bobcat walked along the ledge chuckling as he eyed me. 'I see even in your death you've kept your humor...That's good - you're going to need it if you mean to survive...Tell me, what drives you grandson of Mildh? Is it fear?' I thought, I deeply contemplated the question...'No, I guess I'm not'...'You GUESS?!' I raised my eyes again, 'I' am not afraid Cath Palug'. Just then I felt a terrible pain in my thigh causing me to growl loudly...'Is it vengeance that drives you grandson of Mildh?' 'I am not angry' I answered looking into the big cat's eyes...'Then what are you?'...I thought long and hard, before I grinned and answered...'I am awake Charlie'
The old cat simply grinned, 'To the west you will seek the rock the burns, you will seek the tree that bleeds, and find the answers to your mysteries. I walked back to the entrance, limping hardly able. I looked behind me to see what had become people, a long line of people, at the front was an old woman, with light purple slacks of the 70's, her hair grey with blackened streaks, she wore a white sweater, and black glasses, the man wore overalls, grey and torn from hard labor. The same style of glasses and a hat like that of a rail road conductor. In the mists I couldn't make out faces. It was the generations that had come before. Then a small shape came from the crowd, 'It's not time for you Daddy', then the crowd and cave were gone with an warming wind. An echoing voice saying guide him Okami - Take him back where he belongs. The rain gone, I saw the moon, and howled my sorrow to her.
We came upon a great burning mountain, which we climbed and at the top was a HUGE twisted tree, pools of blood at it's roots. The ledge was treacherous, and burning with a great light. 'Here is your answer Grandson of Mildh, are you strong enough to seek it?' Okami asked grinning as if daring me. The pain in my thigh was indescribable now, the closer we had came the worse it got...I looked at the light 'I don't know, I'm afraid, I'm angry, but I'm happy, and I need to go.' So I ran, the light seemed to run away from me, but I was faster, even with the limp and chased the light faster and faster until I leped, a great salmon leap, the wind came from everywhere carrying me further until the light consumed me, my hind leg ached with agony until I woke to find several bluish figures around me. I struck out in my survival instinct. 'I'm not hurting you on purpose' a man's voice told me.
I patted him on the shoulder and said, 'I know you're not' before I lay back and bared it. Content that everything was fine, knowing that death had held my hand through life, and guided my return. Not long after I passed out from the pain, back into a coma for 3 more days. Sitting up would be the last time I'd be able to move without help for some months, but that is another tale for another day.
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Permalink Reply by Lady Anastasia on -
I'm glad that Okami was there.
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Permalink Reply by Moonsmith on -
Quite the Tale. But at least he took you to Sanctuary. Kudos to Okami, and Kudos to you for listening to him...
We all have our journeys. Yours wasn't over quite yet. You have a future. I think if you were to look on it more often, you will find clues to help guide you further. Choose wisely.
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Permalink Reply by Lady Anastasia on
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Sometimes Moon reminds me of Confucius
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Permalink Reply by Moonsmith on
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Moonsmith-cius say...'Eat more pudding...'
Lady Anastasia said:Sometimes Moon reminds me of Confucius
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Permalink Reply by Coyote on -
Moonsmith said:Quite the Tale. But at least he took you to Sanctuary. Kudos to Okami, and Kudos to you for listening to him...
We all have our journeys. Yours wasn't over quite yet. You have a future. I think if you were to look on it more often, you will find clues to help guide you further. Choose wisely.
I agree - I think there are clues to be found each and every day of our lives, within every breath we take. However even in death, I think the journey has just begun. Death is the greatest of all adventures!
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Permalink Reply by Lady Anastasia on
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It's not time for that adventure
Coyote said:Moonsmith said:Quite the Tale. But at least he took you to Sanctuary. Kudos to Okami, and Kudos to you for listening to him...
We all have our journeys. Yours wasn't over quite yet. You have a future. I think if you were to look on it more often, you will find clues to help guide you further. Choose wisely.
I agree - I think there are clues to be found each and every day of our lives, within every breath we take. However even in death, I think the journey has just begun. Death is the greatest of all adventures!
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