On a River to NowhereA Chapter by Robert Francis CallaciA real nowhere man...On a River to Nowhere (a continuing saga)
“End of the line. Everybody out!” said the bus driver to nowhere.
Being that it was only me and Death on the
bus, I guess he meant that announcement for us. I didn’t see no city or
anything, just a river with a broken down bridge that led to nowhere.
I said, “Hey buddy! why are you dropping us in the
middle of nowhere by a river with a bridge in disrepair. I assumed you were driving
us to the city of Nowhere; not some polluted river with a bridge ready to turn
to dust as soon as someone steps on it.”
“Calm down Mr Claudius, that hostile tone will get you
nowhere. I guess you just have to swim across, or maybe have Death fly you
over. This river runs a thousand miles long, I don’t have the time or the fuel
to take you around. Now get your asses
up and get out of my bus.”
Death finally chimed in
and said, “First off, I don’t fly, I
teleport. I appear at places where death most needs me. My teleporting does not
work when death or dying is not involved.
Secondly, I demand you take us back to Cransford rather than you leaving
us stranded here. I’m a pretty important entity in the scheme of things. People
need to die, or they’ll just rot and turn into zombies.”
“Now, Now, Lord Death, I’m sure both of you will find
a way to cross that river. I have orders from the Fates, a higher authority
than yourself, or the Sorceress, Jesilina Josephina Melodious, to get you to
the city of Nowhere, or in its vicinity. Well we are in its vicinity. Now
please, step off the bus.”
Death and I stared at each
other, shrugged and got off the bus. As we watched the bus leave I said to
Death, “What do we do now.”
“Get on my back; we’ll have to float over. I can make
myself a little lighter than air. I just hate getting wet; it makes my cowl
shrink...”
The End RC 08-22-2016 ©2016 Robert F. Callaci. All rights reserved. © 2016 Robert Francis CallaciAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRobert Francis CallaciPort Richey, FLAboutMy passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..Writing
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