Search A Light In The Darkness

Sunday 22 August 2010

The Wings Of The Eagle

Then just as the moonlight died; the cover of clouds choking that blessed light
He ate the fruit of the earth which took him to the realm of the dead
From there he took to the wings of the eagle
and flew to his vantage point
Thus he was unaware of the freezing cold
The killing frost was unable to gnaw the meat of his bones
Their technology was prevented from sensing his thoughts
He witnessed as they donned their masks of black
and drew strange symbols in the desert soil
He was silent when the energy bolts lit the sky
and the air was charged with electricity
which fizzled and buzzed and crackled
He remained at his post when the first shapes began to form from nowhere...


Extract taken from 'The Rift Between Worlds' written by Matthew James December 2002