Visions

Inspiration: Artist - August Wilhelmsson; Album - Departure; Track - Now Is the Time to Leave

He came with the dawn. A whispered, fleeting presence diffused by the light of the rising sun.  A few moments of the past glimpsed among the ruins of the present, fading into shadows. The Last knows that the minutes of dawn and dusk had gathered mortals so closely to immortal presence. Kneeling in a large pool of shallow water, he is surrounded by oak and rowan, the final witnesses. A single white column rises crookedly out of a small mound in the center of the pool. Eternities have weathered the column to a few meters above the soil. The surface is etched with runes of All that Were, ebbing and flowing. The Last opens a hand, palm to the brightening sky, releasing Time into What Was. Flesh hardens, ruptures, sifting into the water. Bones crack and splinter; grains blowing over the column. Who comes after? Who will weave again the strands of Ages?