The Nomad Chronicles

Nomad wake up!

Lila shakes me. I wake up on the other planet. “Lila, what is the name of this place?”

“Earth, you idiot. Get up. There’s an earthquake coming. It’s going to get worse.”

We begin to run out of the building, then I instinctively wrap my arms around her, and teleport use out of the building. She says, “I didn’t know you could do that!” and kisses me.

The ground starts to bend and split. I fly up into the air, and we hover as the madness below ensues.

Shit, shit. I turn into Superman, and put a Green Lantern ring on. I feel over-fucking powered. I slow down my perception of time in order to speed up. I run around rescuing as many people as I can. Still, I can’t rescue everyone. Some people die.

A little girl dies in my arms. Tears roll down my cheek. I feel like screaming.

I wake up. Lila is sleeping quietly next to me.

“Nomad? Nomad?”

“I was just having a nightmare.”

“Nomad, everything is real. You know that. Tell me the dream.”

I stare at a candlelight as I tell her the dream telepathically. She snuggles up to me, and I fall back to sleep.

This time, I am in a jungle. I am a stone age man with a bone club. There are men with spears hunting me. I run into a tree, and perch on a shadowy bough above the path. There is a group of four men, no... five. One huge slow man is trailing behind. It’s a fucking man-troll, a Nephilim, a giant.

The four men run underneath me. I drop down with a club smash to the head of the man in the rear. The others turn, but I am already leaping forward to smash the spine of the man in the front. I spin my club and smash the spear shafts. They try to grab my club, but I whip around in the center and break their wrists. One man draws a short wide sword with his unbroken hand, and our weapons clash as he slices part of my club. I bring it down to the bell of sword, and dent the bell into his hand. His hand drops as I smash the other attacker in the mouth with the blunt end of my club. I swing it in a short arc to smash the other one in the temple. They both drop. I feel the giants steps on the ground. I see him, and throw my club, spinning it. The end sharpened by the blade of the sword sinks into the giant’s left eye, and he drops to the ground on his back. I pick up a large rock, and slam it down on top of my bone club, driving it through the back of his skull. His body twitches as he dies.

I take his dagger and cut his heart out. I stand on a boulder, and look down a hill. There is an army of men running up to attack me.

I scream, “RAAAAAAA!” and thrust the giant’s heart in the air. It’s bigger than my head. “I have killed your champion. Hunt me like an animal, and I will attack you like the savage beast that I am. Here is your precious champion’s heart which I just tore from his body!”

I pour blood from the heart into my mouth, and spray it at the soldiers, then I take a bite, and spit it out.

“Worthless, worthless meat. No mana!”

I fling the heart into the center of the soldiers, and they run away. I laugh heartily then beat my chest. I wake up laughing.

“Nomad? Nomad? You woke me up, laughing in your sleep.”

“Huh? What?”

“What were you dreaming about?”

“Um... I ... don’t remember... you were there? no? Wait, am I dreaming?”

“Yes. You always are.”

Oh yeah... I go back to sleep.

Now, I am in a jungle with Lila, but she also looks like Selene. I am confused. “I am a version of Selene on the astral plane, Nomad.” I stare deep into her eyes. I can tell it’s true. I feel relieved. We walk to a stream, and we stop in the middle to kiss as fish swim around our knees. It’s strange, her face looks different in this dream, but I know it’s Lila.

“Lila means Night, and Selene is the Moon Goddess. Tell me what this means.”

“I am night, you are night, Raven is the goddess of Night. You are the god of dreams. Nothing is as it seems. Anyway, Nomad, me explaining things, using all these silly words, it’s so unnecessary. Let’s just kiss.”

We kiss, and begin communicating telepathically. It feels amazing. We begin to make love, and Lila teleports us to a pocket dimension. All around us is beautiful swirling colors around lovely shapes like stalactites and stalagmites melting into each other. “There is only us here, in the pocket dimension. It’s so tiny, so perfectly small and temporary, no one will ever find us. This is my specialty. There is great freedom in privacy.”

I feel us melting into one another. I feel her dark side, and I feel Selene. I feel like we are everything and nothing. Time does not stop, it ceases to exist. We move beyond time, and I feel all my lovers. I feel an amazing completeness. God worshiping Goddess, Goddess worshiping God. Gawn is Pan, and Pan is All. All is Gawn. We are here... now... nothing... present...

I wake up, and I am lying on my side caressing Lila’s hair. She turns her head, and screams at me with a harpy face. I scream. “Gotcha! Keep you on your toes!”

I turn into a demon. “That’s not nice.” She laughs at me, and grows horns. We kiss, and the moon rises and sets... Everything fades to black...