Fire Series: 7 - Sacred Song of Transformation
The clearing I created did not last long. On my flight towards the center of the mountains, I found myself defending against the searing rain once more. I was almost depleted with energy; was running out of mental will. Another massive attack was not going to be possible anymore. Making it to my destination became a matter of life and death – regardless if both or either possibilities actually existed in this place. Just a little more.
I knew I was rocketing through the air but it felt like an eternity. I feared that the mountain range may have just been an illusion, a mirage; that perhaps invisible forces were just trying to fool me.
During such contemplation, however, I suddenly found myself hovering near the foot of the mountains. The formations of earth moved closer to me like a picture brought up to my face. And now that I have reached them, they didn’t look any special; just brown barren lands that didn’t even have the presence of a single moss.
Except for this mass of soil, all else have been devoured by the lava. I needed to land. A few more moments and I was going to be completely out. I lingered in the sky in search of a good spot. Just then, something glistening came up on my view. A lake.
It was my destination. I was sure of it. A skyscraper away from the water, I un-summoned my forbidden form and turned back into my original self in terrible condition. All I managed to do was let myself fall. The firestorm welcomed the end of this story by abruptly halting.
I hit the lake with a loud splash. For the first time in this whole endeavor, I tasted water. I felt revitalized for a moment. But after several seconds of being submerged, I realized that I was hopelessly sinking. I tried to swim upwards in wild panic… but it was no use. I didn’t know how steep the lake actually ran at the bottom, but its black depths swallowed me whole.
I drowned. Ran out of breath, and died.
A screaming emptiness followed… everything stood still. Yet in all irony, my mind seemed to continue to function; it was like I still had the consciousness to know that I was in a void.
Perhaps it was my soul that awakened; but I opened my eyes feeling that I was still sinking underwater head-first. It was a slow descent and during that time, I no longer had to resist breathing. There was absolutely nothing ahead of me but strangely felt like I was still looking at a definite figure.
A blue glow started flickering gently beneath me. A hymn echoed next; a hum that sounded both divine and sickeningly sorrowful at the same time. Someone – or something – was singing to me, conveying things my entirety needed to find out; things I had to learn.
My spirit spoke to the sad melody. The sacred song’s tune resonated loudly in my head. It was a negotiation. A transaction where there was going to be a huge sacrifice for purchasing an intangible commodity.
Evolution has arrived.
