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| A Time to Remember |
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| Monday, 09 March 2009 00:00 |
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When I was young...even before there were Ancients, even before there was much of anything, I remember peace. By the time anyone reads this it will be a time well after I have passed. I am very old as of now and I wish to remember the past. My life is not important. What I did never would be considered legend or extraordinary. Being as I am a pheasant I never really had been able to amount to much. This is written for someone else something else that saved me long ago. I remember as a youth that I dreamed being a soldier and to train I would go out each day and hunt for whatever game was availible to me. I was never any better than anyone else at hunting but I had a dream and I wished to keep dreaming of it. One of the days that I went out for my daily chase I encountered something. Something that I'll never forget. I believe I saw a Goddess. She rode upon a horse so white that it was piercing to the eyes. The Goddess compared to the horse though was far more. She was dragging along a bloody deer and was about to gut it. Her hands were so white and they made the blood upon them even more crimson. Her eyes shined of silver, her hair of azure like the sky. She was strong, she was beauty, she was absolutely everything yet nothing. She then looked up at me and stared. I believed she would kill me right there as she walked toward me with her kill. Instead of plunging her knife into me though, she dropped to deer at my feet. She then said to me "Boy, this is for you. It is good to see that someone has dreams in this desolate world still." I asked "How did you know?" "I know many things...One thing that everyone should know though is "When a dream dies...it leaves something behind." Remember that." She then walked back to her horse and rode away. I never saw that Goddess again but what she said was true. "When a dream dies, it leaves something behind." It can leave a deep hate, a deep sorrow, but usually it leaves behind something to remember and love. |
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