An End
“I want to stay here. I don’t mind,” you immediately respond. You like this life; you prefer it to your old one. Blurred can provide everything you want visually forever and you feel comfortable around his house. What is there more in life then material comfort? You still remember your family, but hey, they are not that important now that your think of it, aren’t they? They have already started to fade away… and maybe the magician needs you more. You had felt your heart tighten when he had said the part of his story where he was lonely.
Blurred’s face lit up and the very last bit of regret is promptly crushed. Live in the moment, used to say your mother, and right now you made your master very happy. Your large tail wags, loudly slapping the tiles of the bathroom and a smile comes to your lips.
“I… Oh, Skippy, you don’t know how glad I am to hear that! I swear that I will never hurt you or anything of the sort… I knew that you would understand me!” He turns around and rubs your head and you lean in the touch. Your master. Your home.
You live happily there for five full years. Never has Blurred taken your capacity to talk from you again and he even changes your appearance when you ask him to do so. With him, you experience many shapes, and even if you seldom travel, you are never bored.
The squirrel and the dog keep living with you too until the squirrel goes out in the garden one day and doesn’t come back. Blurred is the one that brings her home as little dead body that got attacked by an unknown creature. He seems a little sad, even if, you know it, he isn’t the most stable person emotionally-wise. You bury her in the garden and raise a rock as a little tombstone.
The dog leaves shortly after, walking out the door and never turning around. Blurred, to your surprise, lets him do, and when you ask him why he responds that the canine wanted to kill himself out of grief and threw himself from a cliff into the sea. Their story is tragic and you wish you could have help them in some way… but you decide to move on and keep living like before.
One day that you have taken the form of a rabbit and that you are hopping around in the garden, you suddenly come face to face with a snake. You freeze, but the small predator is startled and, in a red flash, bites you. You jolt back in pain and surprise, but it is too late. The poison is in you.
You try to run back to the house, but your vision become hazy and your limbs to weak to move halfway through. You can feel your heart slowing down in your chest; it is the most disturbing sensation. You don’t want to die! You don’t want…
You see Blurred appear at the door and he runs to you, his long robs floating in the wind and his purple eyes wide. He kneels next to you and cradles you in his arms. You notice tears pool in his eyes as you get closer to his face. His voice is filled with tears as he speaks.
“Don’t worry… Don’t worry. Don’t be scared. Death is just an other transformation.”
Everything fades.
Written by Clayem on 16 April 2016
The end (for now)