Today seemed to be like every other day at least at work. I clocked in, and started. Because it was a game day the rush was going to be more intense than normal. It was so busy that it seemed as though every rush was hours long. But that didn't matter.
Shortly after a rush started, I was working as fast as I could to get people out of the store when I noticed someone looking at me.
The motions at work are so familiar that I can complete the transactions with out looking at the register. This gave me the opportunity to become inebriated through my eyes alone. The other end of the stare was a friend of mine. But something was different. His eyes, they were so strong, it terrified me.
Yet, my body kept helping customers. It took me 10 minutes and blurry vision to break free from it. But the enchantment wasn't for waste. We were talking with our eyes.
My mother raised me to be a strong person. Mentally and physically. Which is why I could hold back the tears that began to drip over my heart. A cold chill got me to look up.
He was standing right in front of me. Leaning on the register across from mine. He pulled back and prepared to toss his javelin. Another rush came and he was pushed away from me. I could relax.
several rushes later. The night had come to an end.
But he was still there. slightly farther away this time. But he was already prepare with his eyes again. I couldn't move an inch. My body completely paralyzed this time. He steps forward, it rattles the chamber of my heart.
Burning and swollen the chamber rumbles.
The pain and sadness melting and blending into the happiness was an awkwardness that cannot be describe, leaving me no choice but to unlock the chamber.
the blunt metal chamber slowly opens and breaks away. The chunks of metal looked more like stones as they fell. You see, the chamber around my heart has been shut for a long long time. Any amount of stress could have destroyed it. When the last piece fell away from my scorching heart I felt a coldness. a strength I hadn't felt in a long time. The javelin had pierced my heart. The cold metal ripping through one end, but on the on the other side was an explosion of roots. Roots to take in the two things you need for life, Nutrition and Love.
He spoke, I answered.
I was dead long enough for the strings to collide. Restarting the universe and bringing me back to the very moment I had died. It was as if I had never died at all.
I drew his shapes in my head. Over and over. I was use to the roots from the javelin, which had sprouted branches and leaves as it went into my heart.
He spoke again. The waves pushed the tree into my heart, roots and all. The tree became fuel for a spark.
The spark became a fire.
the fire burst into an inferno.
The inferno burned a pure white.
I had certainly died, and been reborn.
He went home. Shortly after that I also went home. I paraded home. Flanked by 100 deers, 8 yellow birds, 3 turtles, and one tiny green grasshopper.
And now I'm here. Back to myself.