Alleys

Nelson L.

The four of them entered the back alleyway with great trepidation. This was odd because they were all city dwellers since birth and used to dark streets. For some reason though, this alley way had a different feel to it. A kind of otherworldly quality. Being street smart, they ventured forward a little slower than usual with their senses heightened. It was very quiet. The kind of quiet that speaks of reverence and awe. Quiet like a wheat field on a Summer’s night. Halfway down, they began to feel a strange sensation of fracturing or atoms splicing and dicing. It felt like they were literally coming apart. Ahead, the way was brighter beckoning them forward despite the difficulties presented by their bodies’ splitting.

If they could see themselves from behind, the scene would have been one of blurring or fading away, for you see they had come upon their time. They were on the path to the next world. The realities of this final journey were very different from the street’s lined with gold reported by near-death survivors. This would seem to show that the two worlds were closer than they ever imagined. Perhaps there is only a thin veil between them and the realm on high. A reflection of one another. This would somehow comfort them as they passed from one room to the other. If only they could hear.

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© Carol Campbell 2015

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