Showing posts with label C. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C. Show all posts
The
golden threads slithered in the black cauldron. They twinkled in the
light of the torch and might be considered beautiful by
some. Valuable for certain.
But
above all other things they were dangerous.
To
anyone who would dare to touch them and even worse for those the
threads tied themselves to.
Curses,
every last one of them.
Eternal
sleep.
Enslavement.
But
the curse most desired was missing from the withering mass.
The
one that would allow its owner to remain beautiful forever.
To
remain forever.
Immortality.
Camelot
I
tripped into a small clearing and jumped to my feet, brushing myself
off before someone saw me.There was no one.
Everyone discounted me as fanatical.
But
I couldn't be wrong. Not this time.
The forest around me was ancient, undisturbed. Through the clearing a tree-covered hill rose, a small overgrown river flowed from it.
I blocked out the sun with my hand. Was that a spot of grey?
Flying across the clearing, I pushed my way up the hill. Branches whipped my face and rocks bit into my knees when I fell. Exhilaration drove me, my hope a shining star ahead. I couldn't stop, even when my breath became ragged and my knees weakened.
Warm tingles bloomed within me as I broke the tree line. I sobbed at the sight and with shaking fingers reached out and grazed the coarse weather-worn stone.
Laughter bubbled from my lips like a fountain.
Foliage covered the crumbled wall and I moved around the structure until I encountered a flora-filled archway. I gripped the vines at the edge and pulled until I saw the gleam of rough stone. There craved in the white limestone, faded but still legible in winding cursive; Camelot.
The forest around me was ancient, undisturbed. Through the clearing a tree-covered hill rose, a small overgrown river flowed from it.
I blocked out the sun with my hand. Was that a spot of grey?
Flying across the clearing, I pushed my way up the hill. Branches whipped my face and rocks bit into my knees when I fell. Exhilaration drove me, my hope a shining star ahead. I couldn't stop, even when my breath became ragged and my knees weakened.
Warm tingles bloomed within me as I broke the tree line. I sobbed at the sight and with shaking fingers reached out and grazed the coarse weather-worn stone.
Laughter bubbled from my lips like a fountain.
Foliage covered the crumbled wall and I moved around the structure until I encountered a flora-filled archway. I gripped the vines at the edge and pulled until I saw the gleam of rough stone. There craved in the white limestone, faded but still legible in winding cursive; Camelot.