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Serendipity Part 2
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Serendipity (Part 2)

©Keith David 2010 ©Virginia Alison 2010

 

V... winding her way through the trees the path widens and sunlight streams into the darkened gloom of the forest. Leaving the dank stench of the forest, she can see that the noonday sun has taken its toll on the parched landscape, which lies stretched out before her, the vultures, and scavengers of the desert floor circle above waiting....

 

K…for a creatures demise, but are they expecting it to be her? Her trek has been long, sustained by the love she knows awaits her and little else. Skin red and feet sore from days walking to cross the forest, she reaches for another morsel from the pouch on her waist to find only one left. Scanning across the vastness, the spiralling wake above weighs heavy on her soul. ‘Why has my lover forsaken me? Am I to die here, alone?’ echoing through her mind. One touch of the black heart around her neck and love covers her like a wave and she shutters for a moment feeling the heat radiate deliciously from her core. Each touch of the amulet brings stronger emotions and steadies her for what she must do. Looking back at the forest for a moment…

 

V...she feels the pull of the dark, ominously reaching out for her soul. Although it sends a shiver down her spine, she gets more solace from the trees. As they whisper to her, their branches reach out for a deathly embrace, ready to devour her spirit and shroud her in their stench, should she choose never more to see the light. The gem beating around her throat pulls her from her reverie, she breaths a sigh gathers her strength and prepares herself for the journey across the seemingly endless bleak wilderness that could be her folly. Scanning the terrain her eyes alight on her path, set before her it glistens with millions of fallen stars, she smiles, reassured, and sets forth. Mile upon mile she follows the twinkling path, as the hours pass and the sun beats down on her body she feels the energy seeping from every pore, her naked feet drag along the parched ground, her lips parched and cracked, she continues never faltering until...

 

K…at last as she crests a small rise and sees beyond its limits for the first time. Below to the west lies fertile green grass nurtured by a crystal clear stream of melted snow flowing down from the pined mountains. Not far and directly on the twinkling path is a tepee, smoke rising through the top as a horse drinks from the rushing waters edge. She squints and blinks her dry eyes, trying to clear the vision as it seems so familiar and she wonders if it is a dream. Having nearly lost hope and energy to continue, her resolve steadies with the beauty and peace of this place. Her heavy feet fall slowly one behind the other as she begins what she hopes is the end of her journey. Will is strong, but body is weak and after only a few steps, she falls to her knees. The smell of smoke and cooked meat wafts around her and the sounds of the clear water rushing over rocks sing in her ears. Unable to regain footing, the soft grass caresses her hands and knees as she crawls towards her destiny. To the west, the sun begins to slowly fall towards the horizon as the air begins to cool on her burnt skin. Her energy is gone and she…

 

V...unable to continue. Sinking to the ground her head resting upon the grass, she can smell the earth beneath her as her world whirls away into blackness.

 

The wood smoke permeates her nostrils as she opens her eyes. Looking around she can see a fire burning brightly, with smoke spiralling upwards through the crack of light filtering through an apex in the skin-covered tepee. Looking beneath the furs that cover her body, she is startled to find that she is naked and as a flap opens spilling light into the gloom, she sits up and draws the skins up to her neck unsure of her situation. Having stooped to enter the young man draws himself up to his full height and smiles. Skin tanned by the sun, long black hair, a cloth covering his loins holding a vessel from which steam rises. Handing her the cup he nods as she takes a sip, her cracked lips sting and she gags on the foul tasting liquid, the youth, steadying her hands, forces her to drink. Her head swims and she sinks back down onto the cot, passing away into a dream-filled sleep...

 

K…rich with visions and images both strange and familiar. Slowly light fills her minds eye with an image of home. Pain seeps into her heart, seeing father sitting in his tepee surrounded by the elders of her tribe as he cradles his wife. Mother is sobbing uncontrollably as she holds her daughters necklace. Even through sleep, a tear clears a wet path down the dust covering her face. This scene flashes away in an instant, replaced by a vision of her nursing a newborn baby. Her mother looks on with a glowing smile and brushes her daughter’s hair. Unconditional love encompasses her being and the youth in the tepee watches the smile form on her face. Slowly the image begins to fade as she fights with her mind to hold onto this feeling, yet it blows away like dust in the wind. Left alone in darkness, emptiness surrounds her. There is no light, nothing, except a strong smell occupying her complete. The smell is strange, not unpleasant nor inviting and she struggles to identify it. Eyes darting behind closed lids searching for clues to…

 

V...its origin but the thought evades her. The youth watches her as she fades into the underworld; her visions will bring her to him...in time. Trusting her to sleep he takes his leave, daylight is fading and he must ready himself for the task ahead. He is aware of the sounds of the descending gloom for he himself is the prince of darkness and this night he will take his bride as foretold through the eons of time, tonight the Sun will meet the Moon and humanity will be reborn. Naked as black falls upon the world as he raises his hands to the sky. He feels the earth trembling beneath as a white glow bathes his feet, and the fireflies come. Thousands upon thousands of dancing lights swarm, surrounding his body as they feed off his energy, sucking the life force from within, his being, no longer able to stand, sinks to the ground whilst the insects of the night join together, weaving, shimmering, undulating they slowly take on a human form. The fire takes on a life of its own and burns with an ominous green glow as the flaps of the tepee part and she appears. The insect horde form outstretched arms ready to take her in their embrace and she slowly glides into...

 

K...middle between the sun and moon. The blazing emerald of the Sun burns to her right and the glowing Moon of fireflies shimmer with outstretched arms to the left. The roaring inferno rises from the ground, higher and higher as it takes on the form of a female, long flowing hair and soft curves revealed clearly to the night. Arms outstretched towards her, the Sun beckons her like the Moon, to become one and join with them. Eyes open, but expressionlessly she hovers above the ground in the glowing mist. The outcome seems guided and predetermined as the young man lies motionless beneath the vapour, the Sun and Moon beckoning to the entranced maiden as the black heart pulses in a glow on her breasts.

 

The earth crackles and pops, the scenes of her life playing fast forward in her mind, mixed with strange unknown visions, some haunting and others warm and loving. She senses her soul move, and feels heat building on her skin. Gradually, awareness returns as first she hears a snapping and humming sound, light creeps between her tightly closed lids. Squinting against the brightness invading her vision, the scene before her begins to crystallize. In a moment, she is aware of the fire and mass of glowing insects, which appear to call her toward them, and the glowing mist beneath her feet. Grabbing for the black heart she finds…

 

V...no solace in its beat, confused and dazed she gazes at the youth lying prone beneath her. His eyes open, black and unseeing yet she can feel his heart beating within hers. Her attentions is drawn back to the glow on her left, realisation dawns as the insects flow towards her outstretched arm and are absorbed into her body through her fingertips. Her head snaps back, and a scream emanates from her mouth as her blood absorbs the energy that is now coursing through her body. As the last speck of light dissipates into her fingers, the glow to her right enfolds the youth, slowly raising him from the ground. The atoms of time, now drawn to each other, merge into one as he takes her to him in a spiralling mass of sparkling lights within a whirling green mist that twirls in loves dance, twisting, turning, weaving its magic, on and on, their souls uniting under the night sky until the first rays of the dawn hit the land and the light finds the lovers entwined in each others arms slumbering beside the glowing embers of the dying fire.

 

The seed planted and with life growing inside her, their dreams are one, the prophecy is fulfilled. As they open their eyes to a new day, their spirits filled with joy and they prepare for life's journey.

 

As the days fly the heart stone glows around her neck with new meaning, her belly swells as each moment passes, there is much to be done before...

 

K…the birth. She feels the energy surging within her womb. Strength, power and true love growing unlike anything she has ever known. The heart stone has changed to a shimmering light blue and it pulses gently against her enlarging breasts, accentuating the radiance of her glow.

 

They have little time bask in the glory of the impending coming. They must reunite with his people and prepare for winter with a newborn. The work of preparing overtakes their daily routine, but sitting by the fire in the evening, lying against his broad chest, one hand resting gently on her belly and the crescent moon smiles with a billion stars upon them.

 

When the moon is full, they must leave their utopia for it will not be safe through winter and they will need to be with his people for the birth. He has proven himself and will fulfilled his destiny by wedding the goddess of beauty and love from far away and bringing the prophesized son to his people, but he must still…

 

V…..make preparations for they have far to travel. Days run into nights and he gathers provisions for the journey but as the moon rounds his concern for her deepens for she grows weak as the heart round her neck beats, drawing the life from her body to feed the growing child.

 

With the days growing short, the journey begins on a pallet of skins drawn by the horse that he leads. Her face pallid, his medicines, lovingly prepared, forced into her mouth in a desperate attempt to keep her body from faltering. Day after day, they move through brush, over mountain and stream, and as the new moon peaks, they enter familiar lands. Onward through the night he urges the horse forward and as dawn breaks on a new day so the village awakens to their coming.

 

The prophecy as was told comes to pass, as the babe enters this world so the beating black heart ceases and she passes into the next.

 

Leaving the tepee he turns his tear stained face to the moon and gives thanks for the new life that he cradles in his arms, the son that will, in time, lead his people to the promised land, the boy that will take for his bride the princess warrior and Serendipity will be her name.