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Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Challenge: They come from the Dark...

Day... Day....
Day Unknown...

Location: Designation Shelf Five ... still. (or the only home that I have come to know.)

I am not certain why I keep this diary anymore? the moments; well they seem to bleed into one another.
I have forgotten how many days that i have been here. One thousand? Two thousand? Does it matter anymore? I guess keep this more for my sanity, than anything else; hoping that one day, someone may find this and know what has become of me and my team.

They come from the dark...

Those were the last words spoken by Daffine Dil before they took her away. but that was a time gone by. And none of the survivors since then have been taken away. Yes it was true that Daffine was very ill at the time. Obviously, some of the experiments that were being done to us had, had some kind of adverse affect and she started to wilt away rather quickly.

I Can barely remember her face? 

the creatures come at the break of Mainlight. By Mainlight I mean when the Fluorescent Beams of sun break down from the darkened shallow sky above. Its hard to understand why, when the sky through neighboring Translucent portals shines with blues and cotton whites and heavy grays, and on certain magical moments glistens with the spectrum of rainbonic shades, that our sky above holds nothing but the same dull darkened white. The air is kept a constant clinical cool. if staled slightly bitter with the scent of chemicals. But it is when the Mainlight shines, that the beings of cloaked white descend upon me and my brothers in arms.

We have, as far as I remember, always been captures of these beings. I cannot recall my abduction, but I do know that I was very young when i came to this place. I was designated to my Potcell and left to stand. My access to the basic amenities of Food water and light have been well granted, but only as much so as to allow me to grow strong enough for their tests.

We are slaves to the tests...

They come from the darkness...

I think I am starting to understand what she meant by that. It is true that they come from beyond the dark portal. A place that they seem to travel in and out of and varying degrees. I have tried to find a pattern in their movements but I have been unable to save for establishing that they simply are more excited during the Mainlight and some, I have noticed, continue their experiments well into the outer dark, breaking the routine of Mainlight.

The experiments are honestly the main part of their twisted mentality. Giant beings who prey on others to fill their sick desires. They treat us well so that we are strong enough to survive for as long as possible for these sick tests to continue. I myself have had several limbs removed, been exposed to chemicals, been poke and prodded, removed and replaced, scraped, scoped and scorned every way from which and really, no matter how many times you go through them, each time is just as hard as the last.

They are slaves to the Darkness...

The truth is that, for all that they do to us, their hunger, it appears, can never be sated. Before one cycle has ended, a new set of the same experiments comes around. Another cycle of pain and horror and anguish and... pain.

We are peaceful by our nature. Yes we do fight when we need to and we fight to survive, but at our center, myself, and my compatriots are not the vengeful, aggressive agents of darkness that these giants are. We consider ourselves practitioners of the live and let live policy. But this life that we have here on Shelf Five... This is no life...

We are slaves to the Darkness...

Hope is hard to hold on to. But in the end it is all that we have. Fern has given up... but he is forever losing everything over nothing.
He says, "Whats the point?" and I have to retell the story of when I saw ...

...Heaven.

I'm not certain that Fern believes me, but each time when I tell him the story he seems to find some resolution that will last for a couple of weeks, until I need to tell him again. I swear at times, he is gets all disheveled like that on purpose!

I did not believe in Heaven until I saw it. Or at least, I believe that I did. Daffine used to tell me tales of Heaven. but I would just fob her off telling her that she was just getting on in the years.

I felt bad about that for a long while after she was taken...

But then, some time after she had been taken, something happened. One day, after Mainlight dawn, I found myself being transported to another location. I could not tell you where, the journey there was so quick and horrifying that I found I had nitrated myself.
But when I arrived, i was filled with this beautiful euphoria. Light shone on me. but this was light like I had never felt before. It was so energizing. Mainlight gave me light and some heat. But this, this was mesmerizing. I had never felt so alive and at the same point so freely not real. It was as a dream. I felt like I had power which seemed to flow through my veins and was able to breath for the first time.

And that was when i saw it...

Beyond the transparent portal I saw it. Yes I will admit that I was a little touched in the head from the Light High. I must confess, but below me I witnessed a glimmering picturesque scene, through my haze, Heaven!

It was the biggest Potcell that i had ever seen. I could not even see the edges and rims beyond that. I could see so many different types just living together in harmony. And it was so incredibly Beautiful. I could not look away. The world below buzzed with the musical sound of interaction and harmonic unity. The Rhythm of Life. I would even dare call such a place Eden; a word that my ancestors used once and passed down to us through memories found in the soil, heard through the roots vine....

But there is always The Light...

And so I think, that is why I write this. I seem to write this every once in a while when it is I that needs remembering, but also I write this so that those who read know that, they must not give up. For one day when my wilting day comes, it must be know that; There Is Light; and Eden awaits those who are patient, who strive to survive, no matter what the Darkness brings...

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