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Story about space and time
All in all;
When the flowers of my mind are set to fall;
Burning, from the heights through fields of vision
Loosely, ever loosely;
When Fallen leaves o'erstepped by fallen souls
and gnashed to pulp by evil-smelling trolls with empty souls,
Then is born
The Seraph of the Night.
Konghe Al-Myrphyr
484 A.D.
Persia
In the year of the Vadelim, In the Second Month of the Year, on the
twentieth day of the month, at eleven minutes and eleven seconds past the
awakening of the eleventh hour, at a place not far from what is now the
city of Teheran, a small fault -- an infinitesimal gap -- just a tiny void,
really, an error in the cosmos, opened for a single microsecond of time.
And two places, momentarily the same place, though far distant in space and
time, joined for a brief micro-heartbeat, and then were multidistant once
more. But in that one, tiny, interval....
In the place of the sky, on the third orb distant from the second star
of the Vegan Triad, at the point of intersection of the River of Attar and
the Sea of Silver, a creature -- or I suppose Creature covers the situation
as well as any -- prepared to consume the mind of its ... (there is no word
which conveys the relationship -- let us say for the moment -- its mate). Only
once in 1121 earth years did these creatures meet, but that was of small moment,
for the concept of death was as yet so distant to their species that none
living remembered the last time one had been taken in that way. Only once in
1121 earth years, would they come to this place, there to meet in the great
Ritual wherein the individual experiences of the past (roughly) millenium would
be shared as no experiences had been shared henceforth.
In the Year of the Earthly Lord Jesus, One Thousand Nine Hundred and
Seventy-Nine, in the place called Brooklyn, in the Larger Place called New York,
in the still larger place called (also, in the strange manner of this species),
New York, in the yet larger Orb called Earth, a creature -- or I suppose
Creature covers the situation as well as any -- prepared to consume the body of
its ... (there is no word which conveys the relationship -- let us say for the
moment -- its V'Ash t'manh Harn). More than 3,900 times in their frighteningly
brief lifetimes did these creatures meet for this strange Ritual, yet it was of
Great Moment to them, for death was so immediately in the minds of this species
that not one single brief planetary rotation went by that hundreds and thousands
of them ceased to exist, that they sought in this manner to put from them the
inevitable at every chance they got.
It was these two strange places which joined for that one brief interval.
And in that moment the Creature from earth (Self-Descriptive Phrase: Harry Lord)
and the Creature from Vega 2-3, most inexplicably, (and most distressingly)
crossed the point of intersexion, trivolvulated precipitously, and, scarcely
able to bring cognition to bear in time found themselves sharing -- for how
long? -- the self-same locus in space and time.
To Be Continued
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