An interesting loneliness

[jkatkina]

I had a dream that my boy, by dint of his reincarnative nature, lived in a tower where his job was to die by the hand of the stars.

The night sky had constellations that moved differently from the rest; when one of these aligned in a particular pattern, they descended as fantastical monsters. they would come, and they would kill, and then they would return to the sky. If someone was there to catch their attention and lead them on an interesting chase, and die a death that satisfied them, no one else would be hurt. If they had to find their own prey, many would die.

The children of elementals get second, third, fourth, many chances. So he volunteered, and lived in his tower. At some point the rest of the people in the world left to live underground, but he stayed in his tower, dying, being reborn in fire, dying again. Charting the stars. Tending his garden, keeping his bees. Being.

I had this dream a few months ago, but it keeps coming back to mind, for reasons that I can guess. There is a slow story in there somewhere, if I can tease it out.

Comments

[armaina]

aaah fire and lighting in this looks soo nice!

[jkatkina]

Thank you! Fire is such fun to paint.

[corvi]

Wow, that is beautiful, both the story and the picture. For me the picture has that effect where it can be either of two things and by looking at it you can make it switch between them - the bright spot becomes either the back and neck of a person or animal, or a flame. It's really amazing, and fits the story. Wow.

[jkatkina]

I'm really glad. This was meant to embody that push and pull. The dream had so much under the surface about the boundaries of self-perception, and how aloneness makes those mutable.