This Visit
I sit under a full moon, on the bench, alone, thinking hard and deeply of what to do. As the park lights dim suddenly, I look up at the stars, now clear to me, making out the constilations such asUrsa Minor and Ursa Major.
Minutes pass as it turned into hours. As I stare up at the stars, I see an image of my Grandfather, starting to take shape within the distant suns and galaxies. He then spoke to me, not from the stars, but from the soul. He said, "Hang onto it for as long as you can Ira." His deep, draconic voice vibrating my very body and essince within me.
"G... Grandfather?" I asked, amazed, and stunned at the display above me. I look around to see if I was alone, and sure enough I was.
He replied, "The path is hard, and many, many things will follow after. But it is up to you to make that descon. So, choose wisely, Grandson." And then the image faded away, back to their original position within the vast space above.
I then looked around, thinking of what he said. No one was around still at this point. Then, I got this sudden rush of sadness within me. Following that feeling, I felt a slight pressure on my right shoulder, then a whisper within the breeze, saying, "It is well." It sounded familiar, calm, and most of all, relaxing to my whole body and mind. I turned to see who was touching my shoulder, and sure enough, it was my now decease brother. I was frozen, not able to talk as I stared into his glowing, spiritual blue eyes. His very position, was luminescent and vastly transparent as I could see through his green shirt that he wore the day he died in my arms.
"Brother!?" I broke the silence between us to. I couldn't believe it.
"Yes, it is I. Iirshivir Gremka'" He then patted my shoulder, slightly smiling at me as I smiled back, sitting there still, aware of his presence now completly, as it felt, comforting. "The Kings and Queens, along with Father and Grandmother, sent me down here to comfort you for you need of aid."
"Grandmother? Honestly? And the... the kings themselves?" I was amazed, feeling his cold spirit touching me still and hearing the story. "Is... is it what they say in the-" He interrupted me suddenly.
He chuckles, saying, "Yes, yes it is Brother Ira. No words can describe it. But... brother... I need to tell you this... even though I am not suppose to tell you...." He suddenly looked saddened at whatever the reason he was about to tell me.
I wanted to know what it was. I wanted to know so badly, that I got up and stood there in front of him, eager to know, "Tell me what Brother? What is this you need to let me know so bad?"
"It... it is..." He had a hard time telling me, closing his eyes and lowering his tail some with sadness.
"What is it damn it!" I reached out to grab him and shake him, but my action failed as I went through him, distorting his body some. I calmed down, then apologized to him.
"Tis Mother... she... had passed..." He looked away, trying to stay calm.
I looked at him, cocking my head to the right, lowering my eyeridges. "What? W-w-w... what do you mean, 'Pa... O-oh..." I suddenly fell to the ground onto my knees, gritting my teeth and tightly shutting my eyes, feeling anger and sadness at the same time, trying not to cry in front of him. He then looked over to me, slightly opening his eyes, frowning. He didn't say a word, as I tightly balled up my paws into a fist, digging my claws from each digit into my palm, slightly causeing them to bleed slightly. I then finally broke down as I dropped my head down, crying hard. "HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN!"
Iirshivir looked at me, already drained of his tears when he had passed. Then, he sighed, closing his eyes yet again.
In the mist of crying, I wanted to know what had happened and how she died. "What was the cause..."
He turned to me, as I was still on the ground, eyes tightly closed and cheeks soaked with my own tears. He answered, "It finally happened. It was a blood clot within the thigh region."
"She... she told me of what has been happening to her. The signs of one of a clot. She never listened to me... she... she didn't..." I shake my head slowly, sniffling as I get up and stare at him with my blood-shot red eyes.
"There there, Little Brother..." He wipes off the tears, as his touch felt cold and misty, "You shall see her once again. She... she wanted me to tell you something before she went into the Tunnel of Judgement."
I look at him, raising my head up, "What is it Iirshivir?"
He sighs, gathering his thoughts, then he said, "She said, 'Remember the frozen trees and broken winds of the east. There, you shall have your answers to all of your curious questions'."
I looked at him even more curiously, "What does that suppose to mean Iirshivir?"
He then shook his head slowly, looking at me, as a spiritual horn sounded, "That, my brother, is my calling for my leave. I must return now, as that is Father calling me now..." He smiled at me as he turned around, acting like he didn't hear of what I asked of. "Coming Father! ..." He started to fade into the distance, "... It was amazing..." Then, he faded completly before me.
"Iirshivir? IIRSHIVIR!" I yelled back to him, but he was gone, back to the heavens above. I stood there, thinking hard of what he told me from Mother. "Remember the frozen trees and broken winds..." I pondered as I turned to the bench again, and sat there, thinking hard, "...you shall have your answers to all of your curious questions.... What does she mean by that?"
I then continued thinking about it. Then the light slowly came back on as I looked up to it, getting brother progressively. I sighed, and then got up off the bench, and walked home from there.