Monday, January 08, 2007
New Beginning 182
The magic goes like this: Travel to a high place, where only the wind can see you, or stand by a watery shore: a river, lake, or sea. Then you must shout your longing across the water or into the wind--with voice, soul, and mind. If you are meant to study the magics of the world, the wind and water will carry your cry to the one magician destined for you from before birth. This is your mentor. He will answer you; he will find you; he will show you the mysteries of nature, the subtle glory in mankind.
When I fell in love with magic I went to the shore of the lake near my village. I went at night. I was half-grown, then, and felt keenly the opportunity for humiliation here--what if I called, and no one answered? To fail as a magician was beyond my power, it was fate. But to be seen to fail would destroy me.
Especially if seen by Bootch, my neighbor.
However, all my hopes were realized that night as I screamed over the water with the heart of a million dreams.
As I returned home with my cloaked magician, I saw Bootch with someone following in a hooded, shimmering robe.
"Hi, Bootch," I said quietly as I fiddled with the keys to the door, letting him see my success.
"So that was you screaming at the duck pond earlier, Chalmers. Who'd you get?"
I nodded slightly and my magician lowered his hood.
"David Copperfield," said Bootch. "Nice."
I started to grin, but Bootch remained oddly smug.
"Who's with you?" I asked as Bootch's door swung open.
The shimmering robe fell to the ground, and I watched Claudia Schiffer's nude backside twist into Bootch's place. Bootch smiled as he started to close the door behind him. "Good night, Chalmers," he said. "Oh, and have fun exploring the subtle glory in mankind."
Opening: Detritus.....Continuation: Pacatrue