Exit stage left, my conscious mind
Cue the subconscious, for it is time to delve deep; this singular spotlight is yours alone
Lacrimosa, how symphonies crescendo and choirs swell, before they are cloaked and escorted to the background, hidden by velvet curtains softer than a lover’s forgiveness
In excelsis, glory be to this light which will return again, ten thousand fold and brighter than ever before
Phoenix of mine which flares between my heart and soul, you wrap your flames around my ribs, the fire setting alight a violent delight
Seraphim of darkness, your grin has already begun to melt from your lips, a candle whose wick has neared its drowning end
Enter stage right, Solaris, our hero in this Act II; stepping from the shadows at long last, your crown of gold blazing anew.
About the Creator
S. C. Almanzar
I am a graduate student studying anthropology and have been writing creatively for almost 20 years. I love new takes on alternative history, especially when there are fantasy or supernatural elements included.
Comments (3)
I like the echo of the beginning in the end, and the holy/sacred imagery fits nicely with the idea of an eclipse as something otherworldly or mystical:)
Audience stands in unison, the applauds beckon more; " Encore! "
great work