Beasts of fury

Chapter 10: ancient history

Have you ever felt like you didn't know what was real or what was fake. How do you know what is real. The smells, tastes, sounds, the touch of something. What if one day you just started having dreams about a whole other world. Far before your time, where you are only a spectator, you can't do anything, you can smell and taste and feel pain. Sometimes I feel like nothing is real that even when I'm awake I feel like I'm also spectating my own life in a way.

 I'm stuck in a cell and my mind is stuck somewhere long ago. This is my life now, I don't know what is worse, being stuck in a body you can't control, or being stuck in a life you didn't choose. Sure it sounds awesome having the ability to move faster than the human eye can track, or track a scent miles away or having the power to break almost anything in your way. It's like having an amazing story to tell but you can't tell it to anyone because you have no one. I guess that's life, balance always requires a sacrifice, having one good thing that you really want then you'll have to sacrifice something else important in return. 

Most of the time you don't have control over what you choose or what you sacrifice. Life is weird like that. Knowledge is power, if I knew that then I wouldn't have done half of the things I did.  

I try to look on the bright side anyway. I'm stuck in a cell so I can't hurt anyone until I can control it.

I have an escape in my dreams so my body is in the cell but my mind is in open fields, standing in the rain, with a gorgeous woman. 

I don't have control but I won't do anything different. I would just mess everything up. 

I started studying what the queen and king do with their gifts but I have no idea why I have a the part of the wolf in me. I guess I will find out. 

Once in a Blue Moon, a man would come in and try to kill me or something but I would always kill him in the end. Gas would then pop out and I would wake up hours later, alone again with a needle mark in my arm.  Fuck knows what that's all about. One day when I escape here, I'm going to kill that fucker with the needle, I hate needles. 

It burns I guess they figured a way to impale me. Probably the guys next door, I smell their cleaning supplies and weird equipment.

Something I didn't mention, I can see through walls, well not exactly but I can smell and feel their body heat and hear them. With the Ecco location and all that stuff I have no idea about, I can form an image in my head about what is around me.   Was a trip at first but when you get used to it, let me tell you, it's awesome. It's weird also because people do weird shit when they think they're alone. 

So don't pity me it's a fun cage. I fell asleep, I never could have imagined waking up to this. 

First I want to tell you the story of what I dreamed about. I could never understand what they were saying, they spoke in an ancient language, though I could remember a few phrases like "solokasamia silesia zolapiria." I have no idea what that means, I was somewhere else in this dream. Another kingdom, more like a castle designed for war. Their arsenal was impressive, their armor were light but extremely strong.

I saw the world through another king's eyes. 

Smart and precise, he designed his weapons 

but I didn't know about these kinds of swords. It was bright like a star, in the middle of the sword there was a blue line splitting in two throughout the sword, it was so beautiful, the handle was made out of oak, the handle pins were gold in colour. It looked like this was the Knight's sword, made by the king himself. 

The king had a bright red sword, with a black line in the middle with silver stripes, this king knew how to make swords. Just wait until you see what this sword can do. So it turned out that he was also great but his gift from his creators was knowledge on how to make extraordinary weapons, they gave him the most classified weapon designs and secrets about the past.

He understood how the world worked and he created a kingdom. He started with a small group of people. I will tell you how all the kings began to be and the road to their success. 

It's a long story full of twists and turns. I just wanted to give you this story so you know whatever happens, they will be fine but it's just the middle.

Life is balance, what goes up must come down. How pain turns to power, love , knowledge, or strength. How power causes pain, war, distruction and most of the time power was a bad thing because people misuse and abuse it but life is about balance. Evil stops, the light comes and goes. 

to be continued...