Chapter 1
The Statue
They said I would save the world.
They told me they would always be there for me, that they would always look after me and would waken me when it was time.
I am starting to think the bitches were fucking lying to me!
I’ve been alone for so long now, at first, they came to me and showered me with love and devotion but that faded to nothing.
Have I been forgotten? How could they forget me? I gave everything to save them!
Okay just breathHA!I don’t breathe anymore and no matter how many times I hear my mothers voice telling me to calm down, breath through it and it will pass this will not pass. Not until I am let out of this prison. Is it a prison? Is that how I am thinking of my own body now? When did I start thinking that? I’m so tired, I just want to be able to let my mind rest permanently and maybe then I will finally be free. I’ll be with my mother and fathers, able to brush my fingers through the eternal fields of starlight that my father Fay always described to me or maybe the unending library my father Theo would often get lost in. The number of times my mother had to go hunt him down in his own domain was staggering but just because you were a being of knowledge didn’t mean you had a sense of direction. I really thought Remeadis my father of the heavens would of gotten me out of this some time ago. I really am and will forever be on my own.
My mind will sometimes play tricks on me, it takes me back to better times to give me hope and unspeakable times to torment me. I don’t always comprehend what is happening until the memory has me so absorbed I cannot remember the outcome until it has happened. The cruellest of tricks to help keep me sane, I think I’m still sane...... okay maybe I have got a little off the cliff and am now swimming in shark infested waters. Not something I would usually worry about, sharks had the most interesting stories about hidden treasure and lands where people fed them humans because they thought the sharks were gods of the seasidoits.I wonder if there are still sharks? Has it been so long that all of the creatures beloved by us have vanished or morphed to suit the environment? Is there still an environment?Is there fucking air?
What is that noise? It sounds like scratching. Great the rats are back, guess air is still on the menu. Sorry little furry friends but there is nothing to nibble here and I can no longer give voice to your tales. I wonder if Remeadis ever figured out he had passed his gift of messages on to me but like all things I inherited it was distorted and twisted into something unknown. Just like my beast who has been quiet too long.
What the fuck is that sound!
There are no rats big enough that I know of to be making such a racket. Is it getting closer? How the hell realms am I meant to protect myself when the dust that has gathered on me has literally entombed me into a statue. All I have now is my ability to hear when things are so close they have to be on top of me. It doesn’t matter, whatever it maybe will move on when it concludes that there is nothing here for them. Or if I am extra lucky maybe it will curl up next to me so I will finally feel some form of company again or gnaw through the stone then my flesh leading me to bleed out slowly.
Oh, if only I would be so lucky.
