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In the chamber where the gods are more than motes of dust hanging in stained sunlight, a choice is offered.
Another in a series of 365-word tales, inspired by the
thursday_prompt
And they said I could go back, undo time, return to the source, choose my time, return to me the golden truth of life. And I was able to mark my space, explain I want 1980. Olympian, darkness, shooting, nothing less than death, I was there and had only a millisecond to adjust.
"What about my life?" I asked.
You shall live it all over again, they told me. Perfection shall be yours, with complete knowledge of your own future. Should you wish to live the moments again, so shall they be, as you recall them. Imagine the power, newly young one! You have knowledge magisters craved, and only you can survey the passing of time!
But I thought of my future.
"What of my love, my mate, my life? What of that evening when fate drew us together and caused me a question, to which he answered and we joined?"
You cannot claim the future, they said, quietly, you only can live in it.
"So if I miss that day … I miss his love?"
Yes, they responded. The time is all. Should you fail to find it, you fail entirely.
My breath caught. It was more than I could bear.
"My choices, then," I said, evaluating my position, "is to go back and be free of all, or live as I am with all my uncertainties resolved."
As it ever was, they smiled. And so shall it be.
"Then I cannot return to the past. For if I did I could miss that moment and my love would never be. I will not entrust that to the vagaries of fate."
You know what you reject? came their voice. You know that you give up more than you have?
I acknowledged. "Yes. I know I could resolve everything, be great, be happy, be all I know I could be in a better world. But if I missed that moment when he and I connected … then all else is a void into which happiness would be only a dark reflection. He makes me whole. I go to my death knowing he loves me, and I him."
You choose wisely, smiled the voices, and they faded away.
Another in a series of 365-word tales, inspired by the
thursday_promptoOoAnd they said I could go back, undo time, return to the source, choose my time, return to me the golden truth of life. And I was able to mark my space, explain I want 1980. Olympian, darkness, shooting, nothing less than death, I was there and had only a millisecond to adjust.
"What about my life?" I asked.
You shall live it all over again, they told me. Perfection shall be yours, with complete knowledge of your own future. Should you wish to live the moments again, so shall they be, as you recall them. Imagine the power, newly young one! You have knowledge magisters craved, and only you can survey the passing of time!
But I thought of my future.
"What of my love, my mate, my life? What of that evening when fate drew us together and caused me a question, to which he answered and we joined?"
You cannot claim the future, they said, quietly, you only can live in it.
"So if I miss that day … I miss his love?"
Yes, they responded. The time is all. Should you fail to find it, you fail entirely.
My breath caught. It was more than I could bear.
"My choices, then," I said, evaluating my position, "is to go back and be free of all, or live as I am with all my uncertainties resolved."
As it ever was, they smiled. And so shall it be.
"Then I cannot return to the past. For if I did I could miss that moment and my love would never be. I will not entrust that to the vagaries of fate."
You know what you reject? came their voice. You know that you give up more than you have?
I acknowledged. "Yes. I know I could resolve everything, be great, be happy, be all I know I could be in a better world. But if I missed that moment when he and I connected … then all else is a void into which happiness would be only a dark reflection. He makes me whole. I go to my death knowing he loves me, and I him."
You choose wisely, smiled the voices, and they faded away.
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