We've Been Here Before

I, pulling myself up from the leaves, strained to see through the haze and wondered if I had been here before. Except for the haunting fireflies’ glow, I was by myself. He was by himself; wandering, scurrying through the trees... Away from consciousness, on a path to the many worlds that I weaved with my fingertips. Except for me, unknowing, he was - All at once, the lights, carried from a distance shot to me, flowing through me, flashing before me, violent, convulsing, bright: I was haggard but unworn, I was youthful but bitter, I was ignorant, I was worldly, I was shown into a lifetime's experiences. The flashes pulsed away, left me sitting on the damp forest floor. Gold light poured through the trees above and danced across tufts of mist and thriving… (I am alone again) Oak, bobbing ashes, curious crows, waving branches, fireflies, old friend, scurrying, demon, timber, voice, the bay, the cottage, the cave… (I am alone again)

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 10, 2025