The First Time
“Are you sure about that?” the Power asked her. Its unearthly voice was echoing across the clearing, overcoming the booming of the waves upon the river’s rocks.
“I am,” was all Felicity said. She felt paralysed as the Power moved closer toward her. Such was the light and magnificence of it that Felicity turned her head down. Nature had awakened once more; green leaves were now covering the ground, laying upon every plant. Flowers were blooming, their colours and scents a crescent of beauty and charms.
The nightingales were singing their sweet song. Music! That’s what Felicity had missed the most. Along with something else, something she couldn’t find there. She took a deep breath and rose her head, only to come face to face with this glorious illumination again.
“You need to know that this decision is final,” said the Power, fierceness pouring with every word. “Once you drink from the river’s water, you’ll return to Earth. Yet, you won’t remember you’d lived again, nor that you were brought here after your demise.”
An eerie feeling consumed her. This was a big decision indeed; for she would have to return to a place of darkness and destruction, of manipulation and vengeance. But it was also a place of love and hope, of light and possibilities; endless possibilities. And that was all she wanted. To feel again! For as beautiful and perfect as this heavenly place was, it wasn’t Earth. She knew that.
The first time she had lived, Earth seemed this magical, wonderful place. A place were she could be who she wanted to be. But as she was moving closer to the core of the Earth and mankind, she had realised this wasn’t entirely true. People had used, abused her, for she was all her name meant; a person who could produce positive results, someone who wanted to believe in people’s good intentions; their best intentions actually. Nonetheless, they had shown their true colours, sooner rather than later.
Lies, sarcasm, rage, wars… That’s what people of her first lifetime had mastered. They had managed to become experts at everything she loathed; at everything the Power had warned her to stay away from. And she had tried. By the Power, how hard she had tried! But none of her efforts had paid off in the end. Because, no matter how careful she had been, she had ignored one basic thing; the way people could be deceived when falling in love. And she had fallen hard and inextricably!
But this was a different lifetime, a completely different era. She hoped three and a half millennia would’ve made some difference. She stepped closer to the river, sitting by its edge. Either she’d dominate or she’d crash. But she was already broken. And the broken always became masters at mending. No matter what this life had to offer, she’d take it.
With a faint gesture, she took some water inside her palm and bended closer to drink. Her lips became wet in an instant. She opened her mouth wider for the liquid to flow down her throat. Then she waited.
An explosion of feelings, smells, images and sounds consumed her mind, body and soul. And Felicity started her new voyage, running with full speed to this new life. If only she knew at the time…
© Victoria Moschou. All Rights Reserved 2017-2021.
Hello awesome nerds and happy Monday everyone! Happy 1st of February, as well.
I hope the first month of 2021 treated you well, far better than it treated me. I also hope February is going to be a far better month, full of health, love, happiness and possibilities. Endless possibilities.
This past weekend I came across this little scene I had written back in 2017. I still can’t believe how freaking accurate it feels, right to this very day. It’s just too much to take. Too much to fathom, at least right now.
But, in a way, I’m grateful. Grateful that, no matter what’s going on in my life, I can sit down and pour my very soul out on a piece of paper or on my laptop’s screen. I can sit down and write about everything that’s eating me from the inside out. I feel truly blessed that this rare wonder of writing helps me endure even the hardest of days. And I know I’m lucky. For feeling pain means that everything was worth it. And I will come out stronger and wiser in the end.
Or at least, I hope so.
Thank you all so very much for stopping by once again. It truly means the world to me and I want you to know that I most certainly don’t take your presence here for granted. I never will.
Till next time… Toodles! 
