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The Lost Boy
The dream is always the same, day after day, night in and night out,
and 100 times over, but this time the picture is clearer, and their are
more pieces of the puzzle in place.
Its a boy... its me, I’m about 9 years old...sweating in fear, but
in fear of what?
I feel different like I’m free, like I’m not really bound by
this body, as if I’m really a free spirit.
As I look around, I notice the surroundings... I’m in the woods,
the thick of the forest. But this place is different, border line of strange,
it looks all to unreal, like theirs magic in the air, like something from
a mystical fairy tale, it looks so peaceful, but I’m not relaxed.
As I start to scout the surroundings, I notice something in the air; its
stench... something foul is near, it carries with it the smell of fear,
and death.
I begin to panic, and start running, but I don’t know where, or what
direction I’m heading, I’m just running, hopping that this path
will take me away from this place.
I’m so scared that I don’t even realize that I’ve started
to cry, tears running down my face, my eyes sting from the sweat dripping
off my forehead, into my eyes.
As my eyes try to focus to clear my vision, I start to slow down, I’m
running out of air, I can hardly breath, but I keep going.
As I run, I can see eyes peering at me. Eyes that are deep with Evil,
made up of the colour of red, blood red. Maybe they were born that way,
or perhaps they are stained that way from blood splatter from their previous
games of torture. Their starring right through me, no.. more like into
me, like their reading my soul, searching for something, but what? I hurt
now; I’m feeling the pain and agony of memories, but memories of
things I’ve yet experienced. They’re conjuring up my pains and
fears, exposing my every weakness.
I hear them now, their feet pounding against the ground, it seems like
theirs a whole heard of them chasing me down, or maybe its just the racing
of my heart. I feel like a mouse being played with before it’s eaten
up. This is when I realize that... they are the smell, the smell of pain,
agony, and torture all that is evil, all that hurts.
I look back, to see what these spawns of hell look like. But as I look
back, I lose sight, and I start falling down, falling hard, down the steepest
of hills. The pain is great, almost unbearable.
My body breaking open, and bones crack as I hit the rocks, blood trails
behind me, all the way down, but not just on the rocks, and the grassy
hill, but in the air as well. As if my blood has stained the air, carried
up in the mist, it is as if the fog is bleeding, almost like it understands
my pain, as if it has seen many others fall down this path, the path of
painful fallings.
The sky is raining, but not like rain, u or I know of. Its as if the rain
is falling in slow motion, drops of water virtually motionless, as I look
up, with my mouth open in awe, I catch a drop, but it isn’t water
at all, it tastes like a tear, like tears that streamed down my face moments
ago. The sky is not raining, its crying, but for whom?
I look no farther, for I remember that only seconds ago I was running
to get away from those monsters, I make no sudden moves, so not to startle
or alert any one, but my mind continues to race.
The smell... It’s their but at a distance. They’ve stayed back,
but they await my return, what has maid them stand down?
Just then I notice something shining to my side, and before I can do anything,
it is in front of me, its as if the ground has rotated me, to put me in
front... It’s spectacular.
As I daze in awe once again, everything slowly falls into the back ground,
as to make it appear that there is nothing else around... nothing of importance.
It’s as if some one is trying to tell me something.
What is this magnificent thing? It appears to be like a stone of inscriptions,
small, yet monumental, giving off a mesmerizing hue of gold. But this
is of little importance to me, I am more concerned with the inscriptions
of the stone, but the scripture is not in English, it appears to be in
some kind of ancient Greek literature. But... somehow I know what it means;
it’s as if some one has translated the words right inside my head...
some one wants me to know.
It speaks of love, and how forever bliss, takes forever to find, but it
is the key to leaving this land, this land that the scripture refers to
as the "Cadaverous".
Just then I hear something or rather someone, running through the bushes.
Running fast, I can’t see him, moving as fast as light. Could it
be the one?
Did she come to me? It’s quite again, but there is still so much
happening. He’s still here, I can feel him, watching me, it’s
as if he’s looking right into my very soul, just like the beasts
did moments ago. What’s he looking for?
Is he going to strike? And then I hear it, a big flutter from behind me,
and out from the tree he jumps out, sending twelve more birds flying out,
as if to make his move to appear to be a monumental one. In that glimpse,
I see so much... what I see is magnificent, not quite a boy, but not quite
a man either, wearing a wrap of great beauty but yet serving as camouflage.
He has a wing span that is simply grand, with such a span, and he has
a ruby red diamond heart imbedded on the back of his right hand, but in
just a split second he doesn’t seem so wonderful, for he has just
pierced me with his arrow, like the perfect marksman, no... more like
the perfect assassin.
As the pain sinks in from being hit in the right shoulder, I feel a funny
tingle running through my arm, am I just feeling numb? Or was the arrow
poisoned? No time to contemplate the possibilities, I need to get out
of here, away from him. So I run, dashing in and out, through the fields
of trees, rocks and debry.
But I cant seem to shake him, how could I, he’s flying around from
above, from tree tops to tree top, he moves fast, too fast. Everything
is becoming a blur, all of a sudden he swoops and now he’s chasing
me on foot, and he’s close, its sounds like he’s closing in,
but from where... I cant quite make it out, and then from out of the blue
he comes out from the right, so I dash right at him. I didn’t even
think it through, but it worked, he jumps back in shock, and I go right
pass him, but it’s not long before he’s back on my tail.
I just can’t shake him. This place is familiar... I’m running
back into the fields of those hidden creatures, I know by their smell,
it’s so pungent and terrifying, I just want to stop and throw up
right their, I’m feeling quizy.
I want to give up, and dye right there, but something keeps me going.
I can feel them now, their breath is all over me, like maggots eating
me up, their looking into me like before, trying to conjure up those feelings
again.
But their farther away this time, their making sure to keep their distance,
it must be because of the winged one, their scared of him.
Is he this horrific? What kind of treacherous things does this monster
do?
They cower in fear, or maybe in respect, calling out something, as if
to warn the others, but I can’t make out what their saying.
I want to get closer to hear them, but I know better, their chanting is
louder now... They’re calling out "Fervour" could this
be his name?
As I look ahead I notice that I’m approaching a dead tree log lying
on the ground. As I approach the log, I have the urge to turn around,
so as I hit the log, I step up and jump, and while in mid air my body
turns.
Instinctively I throw out my hand, and out shoots 3 darts, as if they
would slow him down, or stop him. Where did the darts come from? Where
did they go?
As I turn back to land on my feet, I come to the horrifying realization
that I’ve just jumped into a copious body of water, now I am surely
doomed.
But something was different, I’ve never seen a shade of blue like
this, and I could see no bottom. As I quickly sank, I realized that...
there is no bottom.
The water is thick, so I slowly float down, I ponder to myself will he
follow after me?
How far down will I go? How far down can I go? It was like I fell into
a crevuse of the ocean floor, as I looked around, I saw mirrors and jewels
imbedded in the rocks aligning the small ocean walls spanning from the
very top down to the bottom. I saw my reflection and I realized... I wasn’t
9 any more; I look to be more towards the age of 20, But how? Why? Is
this really my reflection, or am I seeing some one else? All of a sudden
something quickly swims by, slashing its tail against the mirror, in which
I was just peering into, smashing the mirror to pieces, leaving my face
looking like a jig saw puzzle.
I soon realized that I was being surrounded by what looked to be mermaids.
But they didn’t look as peaceful and friendly as we are led to believe
they are, there was something about their eyes, I’ve seen it before,
but don’t remember what it is.
As they calmly swim around me, I notice that the water is no longer blue,
it’s more of a purplish, but only for a bit, its now turning red...
What is this place?
I begin thinking out the looks in their eyes again, and slowly remember
where I have seen that look before, its the look of ... lust!
They start to close in, what did they have in store for me? I had a feeling
this wouldn’t be pleasant, just then something fires in from above,
and the mermaids swim off in a hurry.
What was it? It’s coming down faster and faster, closer and closer,
oh my god it’s him, Fervour. He grabs a hold of me, and now were
both going at an incredible speed, everything is a blur. Were forever
falling, is their an end, what he going to do to me?
I start running out of air, I feel myself start to fall in and out of
consciousness.
We finally come out, and the air rushes in through my head, and I begin
to struggle, we collide into the ground. I’m lying on my back, and
he’s kneeling on top, but not for long, cause he jumps up and soars
straight up, and as I watch, everything seems to start moving in slow
motion. I don’t know if its to give me a chance or if its for me
to enjoy the beauty above, I’m simply mesmerized and I don’t
blink, not even once. I watch him pull out an arrow as if from the air,
and then he cocks his bow, ready to release and he aims. I quickly realize
what’s happening, he trying to kill me again. Instinctively I role
over, and get into a running position, the whole time I can hear the arrow
get closer and closer, breaking through the air, and as I launch off,
the arrow makes contact, I fall, but feel no pain. As I look down I realize
that he’s missed and merely pinned my pants to the ground, so I tear
away and begin to run.
Their is no way, I will make it out alive, I will surely die, my body
has simply received to many wounds to be able to sustain, and the pain
is so unbearable.
But as I look down to see my wounds, I can not find any... they have all
healed or closed up, and the blood I was once covered in is now gone.
The only one that remains is that of which was made by the arrow, which
has now broken off, leaving the last of it inside my shoulder.
I begin to take my attention from my wounds and look at my surroundings,
and I notice that all the trees and bushes have gone, I can’t see
any for miles away, but even those seem to be on a different land. Their
is nothing but rocks and dirt where I am running, nothingness all around.
There can only be one explanation... I’m running to the edge of a
cliff, but I feel no fear, and I’ve already made up my mind... I'm
going over.
Fervour is coming for me from above like a scavenger, as I near the cliff
I can hear him closing in on me, am I too late? I came all this way, and
for what, theirs no choice I have to make it, as Fervour swoops down I
jump...he’s too late.
As I fall I watch Fervour descend to a high look out on the peek of an
out reached mountain, and he perches himself, just watching me fall.
At this point I begin to think that perhaps my chances would have been
better if he picked me up. I look down his mountain hoping to get a glance
of what kind of fall I have put myself into, and to my disbelieve I can
not see the bottom for it is on the other side of those clouds below.
Why didn’t he come after me? Did he give up, or is their something
much worse waiting for me at the bottom?
My falling has slowed down, its as if I’m being brought down in an
angel’s net, I’m falling like the tear’s of the sky earlier,
almost motionless.
I come to the bottom and land on my feet, but immediately collapse to
my knees, for my legs are too weak and tired to carry me any further.
It’s silent again; silence is not a good feeling. Under my breath
I say to my self "this can not be good", and as I hear light
footsteps approach I scream out..."Just kill me already".
And out replies a smooth and sensual voice, "baby, I don’t want
to hurt you, I want to love you". Puzzled I look up, and what I see
is the most beautiful women of this galaxy, she’s wearing a gown
made for a goddess, showing off a smile, that could make your pain go
away, and it did just that, immediately I felt no worries. She calmly
extends her hand out to me, and I graciously accept. She helps me up,
and wraps her arms around me covering me with a wrap, making me feel reborn,
I feel like that 9 year old boy again, but this time I am not lost, I’m
found, it’s like nothing can go wrong.
She whispers to me... "do u know who I am?", and before I could
answer she replies, "I am Aphrodite, the goddess of love". But
I already knew who she was, not her name, but I knew she was the one the
scripture spoke of... my forever bliss, My goddess of Love. She continues,
"I have awaited your arrival many years, I have given up my privileges
of a goddess so that I may be with you, if only for a day, it is worth
every sacrifice. I reply "you will always be a goddess in my eyes,
no one can take that away from you".
She turns me around so that we are face to face, and she leans in to kiss
me, but she stops I don’t know why, but soon enough I understand.
The wind has changed its tempo; the wind is furiousiously blowing around
is if in anger, perhaps the gods are made at the sacrifice she has made.
But as I look into her eyes, she hasn’t even flinched, she is totally
relaxed, what is happening? All of the sudden the wind stops dead and
I cant feel the hot breath of some one behind me.
Her arms losen up so that I may turn around, but as I turn around I regret
doing so, my heart burns, and my eyes in terror. It’s Fervour, she
can’t see the terror in my eyes, but she feels my pain, it’s
as if she’s connected, connected to my soul.
She instinctively tightens her grip, as to relax me, and she says to me
"relax it’s only my brother, you would know him better as Cupid".
Cupid? Could he really be, so was he chasing me? Or was he leading me
here?
But as I look at him, I look into his eyes, and I don’t see any sign
of good.
I start to lose my self in his eyes, and I see so much, so quickly. I
can see people in the flame screaming, their being tortured, but theirs
something more behind the flame, but it looks like something from the
future, some kind of torture much worse, but what, I’m getting close
I can almost see, just then he winks at me. I notice that he blinks two
sets of eyelids, and I see the furious red flame ignited in the core of
his eyes, but its all too real.
He wants me to see something, but what’s he trying to tell me, can
he really be cupid with so much hatred with in?
Just then he takes off, in one quick leap he shoots straight up, and he
starts to disappears into the distant clouds, but I catch a glimpse of
something, a tail, the tail of a devil...
Did she know? Was she really who she claimed to be? So many questions,
but only one thing to do... trust her completely. And as I do so, I begin
to feel at total ease again.
I start to look around and notice that the scenery has changed once again,
but now it’s a paradise. With waterfalls off to the side hiding lovers
of bliss behind, tree’s of enormous size, giving off just enough
shade, birds chirping, a house that people could only dream of, with flowers
of all kinds growing up the sides, and a endless sea of roses surrounding
the land. It’s perfect... "yes it is" Aphrodite responds
as if she can read my mind, she continues to tell me that the roses grow
not with water but with our love, the roses will keep growing plentiful,
for our love with last forever.
Life seems to be perfect for what seems to be millions of years, but all
to soon things go arhy I wake up one morning to the foul and pungent smell
of... could it be, the beasts, have they come back for me? To my side
my beautiful love sleeps on, oblivious to what lurks the outskirts, foolishly
I head out to see what is out there.
As I exit the house, my heart stops at what I see. The trees are dying,
the flowers that once grew over the house are now, weeds of poisonous
thorns, and the lovers behind the falls are beating one another, and the
roses are no longer their, in its place fly traps grow. The sky is grey,
and before I can grasp this awful sight I feel a pain in my heart but
its not the pain of loss, as I look down, I realized its the pain of being
pierced with an... arrow? An arrow, which I have seen and felt before,
I don’t even have to look up, I already know who it is, but I look
up anyways, it is as I suspected Fervour.
As we stare into each others eyes, what I see is merely a reflection of
what he sees in my eyes, what he sees does not make him happy, it disgusts
him, what he sees is the many years which myself and Aphrodite have lived
in bliss. I smile remembering all the good times, but that's only the
half of it, I'm smirking now, knowing that it’s eating him up, it
almost feels like I am winning this battle, but I quickly lose that notion.
As he begins to smirk back, and the noise in the background becomes apparent...
again, I already know before I look, but I don't want to believe.
So I look back and what I see makes me sick to my stomach, I begin to
feel pain again, something that I almost forgot what it felt like, for
what is in front of me is to much for any man to bear, I'm tearing apart
inside. My love is being tortured and beaten all the while being raped,
by these hideous monsters, I guess I was wrong, because she is no longer
a goddess in my eyes, I love her all the same, but how can this happen
to a goddess? As I look back at Fervour he sees the look of vengeance
in my eyes, we look into each other for a while, only to be disturbed
by my coughing up of blood.
He speaks out, not through himself, but through a voice in the sky...
"Aphrodite, you should of been mine, you should of loved me, I always
did love you, I always took care of you, when you needed to be taken care
of, this is not my fault, you have brought this on yourself".
I can’t take it anymore, it’s just to much , I scream but not
in pain, no I scream in anger, I want to make him feel pain, as I am feeling
it... I make an attempt to attack him, but as I leap...... I wake up.
I look around and I'm in my room, I'm sweating all over, the bed is wet,
tears are dried up on my face, I'm scared, my body is trembling and my
eyes blood shot, open in terror, and I can still smell them.
What does it all mean? Am I destined to suffer, more importantly what
has happened to Aphrodite, my goddess of love, does she exists, is she
out their, is she being tortured at this moment. I'm still tired, but
I refuse to go back to sleep, because I know that the dream will re-occur,
like it does every night.
I can handle being chased, tortured, killed, but what I can’t handle
is watching my love going through it. But what do I do, I have to go to
sleep sometime.
What does it mean? What does it mean?
Do you know? Can you help me... please
Look into my eyes and feel my pain, if u dare... I'm dying... dying...
I need to find my Aphrodite before its too late... can you help me, can
you?
This tale of sorrow has been brought to u from the punctured heart of
a lonely soul
Can you help?
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