Of Castles and Shadows (based on a dream)
Posted by: zyriana on: April 1, 1996
Of Castles and Shadows
Written Sometime in 1996 by Zyriana – Based on a Dream of the Same Time
The cobblestone steps are what I remember – grey in color and always so cold on bare feet. The rooms immense, but barely furnished, except for the grand pieces placed precisely where he wanted them. I remember I left something there…. Was it my essence I left? Would I still be roaming even now? Perhaps not, or I would surely know…. The windows had no glass. Now that I remember. The breeze from below, that is hard to forget…. The chill of the cold even as I slept. Now that I remember – but what was it I left… It’s still there… the memory of the maroon color of life, flowing down the dark halls. It happened once, I was there, I know…. If you stopped for a moment, you could hear his steps. Was it fear that I left? No, no – that was not it, not that…
I remember pressing my hand to the walls – cobblestone and all, my fingers so long and elegant. Even with him behind me, and closing fast… I stopped for a moment, just to feel the coolness beneath my grasp…. It was ages ago, of that I know. The damp dark hallways were mine once. I roamed at night, there was so much to discover. I collected treasures and hid them away. But I left something there, not treasures, I have no use for those and surely would not be searching for such…. A ring perhaps? I had so many. Elegant rubies and emeralds, the cost I’ve no idea. But no, this is not material I left behind. It’s worth is more to me than that….
I remember the wails of a small newborn child, her name I’ve since forgotten. Was it her that I left? No… she came with me. Of this I know. He took her life too, in the shadows below…. What was it I left? It’s so important now. But I won’t know, not yet… it won’t come to me now. If you see the shadows the castles cast, please look for me and find what I’ve lost. I’ll be there too, I journey there quite often – as I dream at night, and when my thoughts wander during the day – I travel there myself… to find what I’ve lost.
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