Friday, April 22, 2011

Another Life...Another Blessing

“Mother.” Adair’s brilliantly colored wings carried him to the weathered cheek of the woman standing atop this town’s namesake. Talbot’s Peak lay nestled in the valley below, alive with the sound of all of Mothers children.

“It is time, sweet boy.” Her sadness could be seen all around, from the drooping flowers to the weeping trees. The sun shed less warmth and the songs of nature were muted.

In her arms lay a gentle, white ball of fluff wheezing and gasping for its last breath. It’s normally gold aura which spoke of divine protection and wisdom had turned to a dark soupy gray. Death would soon be upon the bunny.

“Yes, Mother.” Adair stood upon the shaking shoulder of his purest love, feeling her pain as if it was his own.

“Go in peace, old friend. I shall eagerly await your return.” His Mother cried a rainbow of tears, paving the way for her friend’s rebirth. Another life-Another blessing.

The rattling stopped as an accumulation of shimmering color rose from the now quiet animal. The mass moved close to his Mother, drawn to her radiating goodness, and made its goodbyes before drifting high up into the sky. The soul had departed, but it would return one day and would once again become a part of the natural order.

“Has a replacement been found, Mother?”

“Yes, Adair,” Mother whispered. “Her name is Meghan Keely and she lives below, a human, in a town of shifters.”

“Does she know what she is? What she is about to become?”

“No, my butterfly warrior, but I trust you will see her through the adjustment period and protect her as she learns to lead.”

“Of course, Mother.”

Adair was honored to be tasked with guiding the new hope into being even though he knew the journey would be arduous. Humans doubted everything and kept their trust locked away in the deepest, darkest hole they could find.

“I am ready, Adair.”

Perhaps Miss Meghan Keely would be different than the other humans he’d known. Maybe she would accept the change with grace and dignity.

Adair leapt into the air, raised his sword and relieved the bunny of it soft little cotton tail. The rest of the bunny body disintegrated into ash in his Mother’s arms and was released to the four winds.

“You honored me with your presence in life, now I honor you in death.” Adair whispered, raising the tail high and bowing his head, he started to sing. He sang the song of life and love as he flew the gift down towards town. Blood dripped across his feet while still he wondered how the new light would take to her calling.

Maybe...No, they always screamed…


Happy Earth Day, everyone and have a very happy Easter!


Rebecca Gillan said...

I image she would scream if preseted with a fluffy bunny tail, still dripping blood! Execellent flash, Serena!

Serena Shay said...

Thanks Rebecca, yeah you'd think a little scream would be in order, but Miss Keely has quite a different temperament than your regular human. ;)

Savanna Kougar said...

Oh, intriguing and spiritually beautiful... I have to say I would scream, unless I had some clue beforehand. Talk about rising from the dead ashes.

Pat C. said...

Love that last line. Also love the idea of a butterfly warrior with a sword. A mini-badass with tiger swallowtail wings. Vampire fairies beware!

In general, love it all, Serena. Happy Earth Day!

Serena Shay said...

Thanks Savanna. :) I'm not usually much of a screamer and knowing my penchant for sometimes having a rockstar mouth, I'm guessing the first sound out of my mouth wouldn't have been hello. Darling Diva would have made off with a large wad of cash that day! LOL

Serena Shay said...

Yay! Thanks Pat. :) You know, I too love the picture of a Butterfly Warrior like Adair, a pearl-handled sword slung between his colorful wings as he flew the bloody cottontail to town to give to the new hope.

If the bloody tail doesn't make her scream, I wonder if the miniature man fluttering about can? ~wink~

Pat C. said...

I'm wondering if the miniature man can achieve full-size stature. And if he's hawt.

Savanna Kougar said...

Echoing Pat here... yeah, FULL-SIZE stature?

Serena Shay said...

Oh, he can achieve full-size, and more! muahahahaha And yes, Pat, he is veerrrrry hawt. 6'6-ish in full height, midnight black hair, Violet eyes and a gorgeously vibrant tattoo covering his back when not in mini mode of you got it, wings. ;)

Savanna Kougar said...

Adiar, WELCOME to Talbot's Peak!

Rebecca Gillan said...

Yeah, a guy that hawt could drop a bloody bunny tail on my floor and get away with it.

Serena Shay said...

Lol...Me too, Rebecca!