25 A Wonder Far Beyond Human Reach (1/2)
When I realized that the light had finally subsided, I still refused to open my eyes, for I wish not to see yet another one of those flashes of auburn rays of light that would cause my eyes to explode into a million different fractals of human flesh. Only when I heard the sound of prison cells opening had I finally opened my eyes ever so slowly to not force my eyes any further than it would take, but as soon as I saw the tiniest glimpse of my surroundings, I instantly closed my eyes once again. After hearing the noise of chains clanking and feeling a searing wave of heat piercing my body, I finally opened my eyes without the need for haste.
Finally, the fantastic world within the grasp of my human comprehension greeted me at long last after a year of an endless wait!
The first thing that came into my eyes is the sight of the rising sun upon the distant horizon and the enlarged moon directly above me, towering over my puny little mortal shell of a human fleshly body. I noticed right away the striking rusted chains wrapped around the enlarged lunar monstrosity on the sky and I realized that as the sun slowly rises from the distant skyline, those huge metallic chains enslaving the moon slowly dissipates while some get completely shattered, turning into a dusty particle polluting the distant galaxies.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
I slowly walked the road and realized that I am walking in a rather dilapidated and melancholic-looking forest although I only see withered trunks of leafless spruce trees till the very end of what my eyes could see. It's a scenery that I seldom see since I live in a rather urban city, devoid of the stillness of nature, but even I could feel the seeping evil lurking within these trees that scream of a forgotten time in ancient yore one could only describe as the feeling of seeing an ancient evil. I could feel nothing but a darkness that should drop me down to my knees, but I could feel nothing but calmness instead. I feel like a child being straddled to sleep by a monstrous entity within the grasp of his demoniac claws and rough hands.
Slowly, as I stride through the dry dirt road, the sceneries of my surroundings slowly change but not because I was walking in a different area entirely, everything just simply change color, texture, shape, size, and dimension in an otherwise out-of-this-world CGI effect; the only difference is that it's happening right in front of me in real life. I cannot explain it properly; I cannot even comprehend to myself if what I'm seeing is real. All I know is that everything I know about the three-dimensional world is slowly changing as I stride through this narrow path. The trees turn into a comical doodle; the skies become a mushy clay; the ground shakes but it's not moving; the world turns into nothing like I have ever seen before or will again.
However, amidst all these destructions of human comprehension happening all over me, I still walk ever so calmly like the ground was undisturbed, and the air was not putrid and foul.
”This place is just as calming as I last saw it.” I mumbled to myself as I saw the image of a tortured face appearing ever so slightly in the trunk of one tree on the horizon. ”How beautiful; how divine! Everything... Everything is so beautiful!” I said to myself, almost yelling, while I raised both my arms and my head to reach out to the distant moon engraved with the face of a man puking the bodies of hundred people straight down to the ground, making them a part of the marshmallow-like soil.
As I continued to walk through this unknown hellish landscape, I saw a man wearing a purple suit, a purple hat, a purple pair of jeans, and a purple mask playing a purple pipe with an alien-like sound that I cannot describe other than it being both ancient and futuristic sounding at the same time.
”Ahhh... The purple piper, always the most artistic musician! I wish I could record his songs!”
I realized that the world continuously changes until I finally arrived at my destination. Oddly enough, although the purple piper was playing on a distance, I could hear what he's playing as if he's standing right beside me. I stood in front of the mushy-looking hall in the middle of the forest as I looked up at the sky. It finally turned into what it really is. I see a man crying, a woman screaming, a child laughing, an old woman biting her own foot; the sky turned into a view of thousands of people mashed together to form an endless sky of distant vengeful spirits.
I hear the distant noise of people laughing and chatting among one another along with the noise of a sword clashing upon another. It seems that the tournament before the arrival of the man of the hour had finally commenced and now I don't have the time to enjoy their friendly joust. I walked through the hall until I saw the end in sight, I could still hear the piper playing clearly in my head although I cannot see the purple man anywhere anymore. I simply ignored it as nothing but a part of his odd artistic choices.
Finally, I heard the sound of a man screaming in pain, possibly because of a fatal hit somewhere in his body. That was when I finally rushed towards the end of the hall.
”Ah, shit!” I exclaimed. ”The tournament is already done?” Damn it! I wanted to bet! Fuck, I wonder who they invited to fight in the ring this time. This is so frustrating, I just... Fuck! Last year, they placed two enemies in the ring, and they really went for it, brutal style, and it's the best form of entertainment I have seen for the remainder of that year! I will not forgive myself if I miss this one!
When I finally treaded through the darkened alley at the end of the hall wherein a gigantic court made of bluish violet ivory stones stood with countless people donning the most extravagant fashion I have ever seen for this year. It seemed that they all went all out for this masquerade for they are all wearing clothes much gracious and refined than those they wore last year, or for the last decade, for that matter.
The first thing I did was to lean on the balcony and see for myself as to what was happening. I didn't know what was happening, but what I saw was a woman shaking and trembling somewhere in the corner of the ring while a man was crouching in the middle with a sword piercing his abdomen. By the way the people looked at them with disgusted sneers on their faces, I bet the tournament didn't have a satisfying end. However, it was not boorish enough for them to boo at the performers. Perhaps because the expression in the woman's face compensated on the rather boring spectacle they showed today.