Cerberus Slept by Doonvorcannon

Author:Doonvorcannon [Doonvorcannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-09T05:00:00+00:00

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No... No! I refused this... this nonexistence. This darkness. What had the chest thrust me into? It wasn’t merely internal as I could still feel my body. I gripped the staff tighter in my hand, numb and cold. I walked blindly forward into the black expanse. While I couldn’t see, I could at least hear. Uncertain whispers stroked the nothingness around me, words impossible to grasp. The whispers floated, a circle of voices holding themselves adrift, as if deliberating whether or not I should be addressed.

Rangabes

The voice rose from a whisper to a declaration of masculine strength. A heroic baritone, deep and strong—this was a voice that was worth heeding.

It is I, Aeneas. Long separated by time and blood, we share a sunlit start and the same shining task. The light of the sun stirs our blood. No matter how distant, a star’s light cannot be blotted out; it only takes time for it to shine towards the right spirit—from mine to yours. Rome was a successor, and before that it was my tragic homeland of Troy. That solar soul, that spiritual blood that sings high into the heavenly realms.

“Aeneas. Great hero and father of Rome, why do you speak in this darkness?” I said.

The staff you hold sets your blood aflame with cold truth. Your spirit is meant to supplant those weak cows above, now fallen below. The human has become a herd animal. But you are not called to stand alone. No, never! You are called to be a man, to stand above—and from this height, this rising up, this ascension up the mountain, you become yourself—a self. As a self, you now can find your flock. For a herd is faceless, but a flock is known by its fleece. Where are your brethren, Rangabes? Will you succeed in founding a new people, a powerful empire matching my own holy mandate?

“I’ve been ascending from youth and now even from death.”

And now you will see what fleece the flock of the sun wears. Light!

The blind black crystallized into white and shattered into a brilliant and pristine gold. I stood on white ground, with a blank expanse of gold above, shimmering and sparkling like metal made into sky. And there before me was a line of men so legendary, so mighty that I nearly tripped over myself. But I remembered my own strength and my connection to them, and I watched calmly as they stood in their perfect line. Beyond their wall of heroism was a multitude of dull shadows standing still and together in mass; an army of silhouettes with hunched backs and dropped heads. An army of men forgotten in the dark, an army made up of mere cattle.

“Join your brothers, this is a fight for you and your kin.”

I turned around at Aeneas’s voice and took in the mighty progenitor of Rome. His hair was thick but cut short, its amber color a field of golden wheat set aflame. He had a prominent nose, straight and royal, and his jawline was strong with cheeks squared and wide.

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