Ultima 7 - Consector

by PrismaticThought

Pale rays of translucent light streamed seamlessly through the glass which was my window, refracting sharply off the ornate crystalline structures which glided carelessly overhead by means of fine thread. Dark visions I happened upon by means of dreams, awoken suddenly by a persistent flash of illumination, it's source the star of day. It did seer my eyes with it's harsh radiance causing instant clarity within my mind.

I arose, my body stiff from sleep, my mind searching, ever searching for answers held within the fragile bonds of dreams which quickly fade with conscious thought. "What does it all mean"? I agonised, silently praying that my query would be answered sooner, rather then later... Or not at all.

I took haste from my bedroom moving swiftly into the petty kitchen and unconsidered bar area, I didn't drink. Taking in these surroundings I immediately realised where I was again. Valerian does so sweet as to aid in a pleasant nights sleep, though on waking the wits aren't as sharp as otherwise. Never the less my thoughts did clear and I found myself in a cramped hotel room in the quaint though dreary town of Amesbury, a mere few miles from the very reason I had journeyed to England in the first place...Stonehenge.

I took a defensive stance as I stole a glance at this strange structure of monolithic proportions, adrenaline, sheer adrenaline consumed my being. Robbed my exulted thoughts were of this wondrous site by the droning voice of my guide, like a thousand subordinate bees obeying the orders given by their tyrannical queen, the man's suffrage served well to distract me and my thoughts, bringing great annoyance. This is not how I pictured my time here, visions of returning to such a place when no light is to be seen, took hold my ruminations for mere seconds as I spat "Man, here is your money I desert your presence with much celerity". I had reached my conclusion.

Trepidation devoured my soul once again as I was pitched roughly into a void of crimson luminosity, I sought to move from this appointment to some kinder place, though my fear acted as the bonds which held me so, stranded. Then from all around an ubiquitous voice thundered "It is time to go". Consciousness, my eyes lurched open violently as consternation subsided and a great conundrum enveloped me.

I staggered across the extension of my consciousness, this reality. I ventured to the room's only window to notice that the sun had been consumed by it's days effort and replaced by a full moon whose presence was much appreciated due to the fact, now realised that I would take leave to the place which held most meaning to me whilst visiting this otherwise forsaken place.

I ran my hand over the cool stone, a sombre emotion overcame me as I reflected on the ancient site's desecrated condition. Thoughts of times now past where these structures were held with such veneration, for their use as...portals, a soft blue glow emanated from the centre of the circle of stones as I realised these thoughts were not my own. "How then"? I said as I turned towards the source of illumination to see that, which looked as if an ethereal glowing blue door had erupted from the earth and now stood stalwart shimmering, beckoning me towards this unearthly beauty. I thought fast and made my decision, stepping through it.

I found myself kneeling on a reticent stone surface not yet wondering how I had happened upon this domicile. Regarding my immediate surroundings uplifted eyes summarily noted a grand throne on which posed a man, who at first glance appeared to maintain some stately demeanour

~fin~ (for now)