Be seduced by the illusion … - EC Lemus 03
E.C. Lemus
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Be seduced by the illusion …
Again from nowhere, they came, one by one. Once again they were created at night and awakened by dawn. It started and ended without notice; they were not his brothers coming from the slumber they were different from the others, they were limited, a poor image of the ones that were before them. They didn’t know or remember their past, they were awakened to gender and they were no longer capable of reading minds. They were forced to create a language; a combination of signs and sounds. It was taken away from them the gift of eternity, so they began to be born and die. The one that was left, the old one, didn’t age. He was the witness to what was happening. He was chosen for a purpose, to be able to describe and to tell what happened but no one believed him. They thought about him as if he was a dreamer, a storyteller but they never respected him. Some of them thought of him as if he was a wizard, a sorcerer, because he didn’t get old or never died, but their understanding was limited and primitive. They saw him as no harm or danger; soon he understood that he was eternal and his legacy was to give life to the past. His fate was fulfilled; he was just the observer, the one that would hide in the shadows.