Dreams of a full Moon

NikoNiko · May 10, 2023

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Dreams of a full Moon

The rapid dissonance radiating from my chest drowned out all other sounds, while the obscurity that had always surrounded me, now made me wheeze and gasp for air. The state of disarray I was in spread throughout my body, my limbs betrayed me, like soldiers fleeing a lost battle. My digits soon swarmed in numbness and my mind clouded in fog, all the things I sharply perceived before, were absent. Cold sweat coated my hands, and the ever secure grasp that I offered to my crude staff, broke. The rattle of wood echoed, and like a warrior who lost their blade I was alone.

My Eyes were lost.

The memories then assailed me, all so sudden and confusing. How could I have forgotten what I was? That dread of uncertainty was still present in me. Their calls echoed, my ancestors, my companions, but I could not place a face on their voice. I trembled, writhed in agony, and for the first time in centuries, I broke into a sprint, leaving my kin behind. While the joyous reunion slowly morphed into sorrow, the formless pavement made my footing slip. I fell, collapsing, and I crumbled on the path that my forefathers had once walked. As I sought to crawl in that nothingness, desperate to find a sense, desperate to find a purpose, the deepest and most hidden of horrors that had plagued my mind set ablaze.

My Past was lost.

I laid there, like my honor I had sunk and the struggle to move was unbearable. My eyelids soon shut. While drifting away in the unknown I could not help, but recall the cries that accompanied me each night, and the piercing aching that split my face in two. The clashing of metal that made my muscles jolt and the impotence to mend my errors pummeled my chest like the sword’s hilt that hurled me off, yet I stood. My vision tinged in crimson, but I begged not for mercy, and in that frenzy the only thing that gave me strength was my kin. I would not dare to show them the failure I had become, not after the scourge took all of that was dear to us, and that I could not protect.

My Honor was lost.

Silence now persisted after I could not even strain myself with thought. A rushing cold wet my fingers and for the first time in years my eyes opened. A vast expanse of water had encircled me and all physical strain was lifted, my limbs pushed, and I finally sat on my knees. The pale azurine shine of the moon astonished me, as its rays scattered on the waters. I could not help, but wonder, was this what laid beyond the veil? My gaze lifted in awe. In the dark sky, countless dots sparked into life. Flaring brighter, they drew close and plummeted in the expanse to surround me. Amorphous and tall figures outstretched their hands, and I looked down at my limbs, their hands clutched at my joints. They were my ancestors. I was lifted and pushed to stand, but their aid still made me shiver, what was left of me if I could not even manage on my own. Was this the punishment that I deserved? Was this the torture I had to endure? My price to pay for the chance to never fail again, even the slimmest possibility of redemption I would’ve taken. This dream, however, could not last, and soon their hands covered my eyes to divest me of that gift.

And I awoke.

Air filled my lungs and I gasped, darkness once more. The silence and the chilling air made me realize that the night had yet not passed, and I so wanted to return to the dream I was denied. In that moment of clarity, to seek what I had lost, my hands felt guided and I ripped a strip from my rugged clothes.

I now, truly saw, beyond the veil.