A Thousand Years Ago - Stellar Tales 03
"It's gonna rain," she said, looking at the sky, standing on the dew kissed grass.
"No, it won't. The sky is clear," he said leaning his back to the bench.
"The clouds will travel fast, like time. And soon you and I will have to run back inside. This moment won't last forever," she said, gently touching petals of a flower.
"So then come here, sit beside me while it lasts," he invited her to sit on the bench to talk.
She walked towards him and sat on the bench. Her clothes still carried the dew from the flowers. He looked at her in a concerning mood and she knew what it meant.
"John, your time here is ending, isn't it? How long do you have?" She asked him, taking in a heavy breath.
"I have time until you live," he said, "You still don't remember, do you? Thousands of years ago, in a different life, we sat together like this in the starlight. You told me about the birth of the sun and moon."
She looked down in despair.
"I wish I could remember," she said looking at his eyes, "for my life has not been that beautiful so far."
John leaned forward and covered his face with his palms.
"I have lived more than twenty lifetimes since then and in every single one I remember every moment I spent with you," he spoke in sadness.
"I'm trying to remember. I do not remember the past or the future. You have seen it. So tell me, how long do I have and how will I die in this life? Will we meet again?" She asked him.
"That's not for you to know," he replied leaning back to the bench, "I have become nothing but a traveller to this world, a phantom cursed with knowledge. You are my only attachment to this world. And you don't remember who put the dagger in your heart just one thousand years ago"
"As you say it was lifetimes ago. You remember this much but I don't," she said drowning in sadness, "Like I told you before I only remember the fire in his eyes. I remember only the eyes. Why have you been looking for the murderer for lifetimes? It's over, I have died and I have been reborn. Why find the culprit now?" She asked him.
"Because...," John took a deep breath, "Because this killer has been chasing us for lifetimes. One day, a thousand years ago, we were fighting against a witch when I first felt his presence. I only saw his eyes under his helm. We defeated him and drove him out of his lands. That same life, only few years later, he killed you. He has been doing it for lifetimes."
"Will he do it again? Is that how I will meet my maker?" She asked him desperately.
"Yes, love," he said with tears in his eyes, "This time you have to remember his face. For if you are ever to lose me, you would not survive. You would become just like everyone else, a shadow without a mentor, a body without a soul."
"I will do as you say," she said, "But how will I meet you in next life? What will your name be in my next life? You who has been so kind to me should not leave without a name."
"You do not need a name to find me. I am always in your heart and name," he took her arm and placed his palm over her palm.
Before she could place her head on his shoulder he stood up as if lighting has struck him. She stood up to see what is wrong with him. She suddenly heard a loud noise from behind. With that noise came a sharp stabbing pain in her back.
As she placed her palm on her back it was touched by the cold, wet gesture of death. She was bleeding heavily. She fell on the ground.
"This, how it ends?" She asked him, lying on the ground, "I will remember this time."
He bent down towards her and touched her back where the bullet laid. In his eyes was written the untold story of another life, perhaps her new destination.
"It never ends, until all is settled. Remember the face. We will meet again. And remember me," he said with tears in his eyes.
Suddenly she heard the footsteps of her shooter coming towards her. She could see the fire in his eyes as he came into her view. This time she remembered the face. The shooter was a tall and muscular man unlike John. He had a gun in his hand a scar on his face.
But then in an instant, to her surprise, the shooter passed through John's body as if John was just a phantom.
"What are you talking alone?" Asked the shooter.
She turned her face towards the sky with sadness overwhelming her. Raindrops began falling on her face washing away her tears and blood. As she was taking in her last breath she called John again.
"See you in next life, Intuit!"
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