by NikoRad

Created on: October 22, 2009

PSEUDO WRAITH

First, utter darkness. Nothing could be seen, or heard, or felt, and yet this was strangely comforting, soothing the silent demons that berated for an unknown cause. Then light enveloped all darkness, and consciousness came from its prison cell, a captive set free.

And you stood up, stiffness in your neck and an undeniable throbbing that held a rhythm in each of your limbs.

All seen by your eyes was plain and simple. A dirt road lay below and ahead, stretching for miles, the side trimmed to a precise edge, the ground well trodden. Stretching to the side of this course lay grass, running for quite a length. It began short and lushly green, as farther out it slowly changed to grassland that was long, crisp, brown, and dead. And past even that were great fields that abundantly grew golden wheat, which blew in the breeze, creating ripples and waves on top the aurous lea, the wind painting its pictures on them as they stubbornly lay back in their standing position. These glebes that lay to your right and left stretched to the extent of your sight.

While getting up from your kneeled position, a small tingle ran through your left arm. A shiver and slight, cool breeze followed as you straightened your back, every bone cracking like old floorboards in an attic long forgotten.

Though the path was beaten, not one soul trekked along its winding dirt river.

And that left yourself, alone, trundling down an unfamiliar way with a blank mind, and blood dwindling down your forehead

Using the heel of your hand, the blood and sweat was wiped away. Looking about, you hung your head and sighed in frustration and confusion, and then continued on.

Off in the distance, two figures hopped and jumped, waving their arms wildly. You quickened your pace, anxious to learn of your surroundings.

As you drew closer, you distinguished the small spots as children, one a girl, the other a boy. They smiled as you closed the gap between you both, spreading their arms as if to embrace.

But you tilted your head in puzzlement. Who were these people?

These were your very own children, yet you were unaware of this. So, you saw them as strangers, striding past them to continue your pursuit of the unknown, that is...if something did lie ahead. And the children watched you go, hugging themselves, and weeping as your form grew smaller, and smaller.

But you never slowed or faltered in your straightforward gait, moving on even as the sun waned in the western sky.

It seemed only moments later

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