lou dog went to the moon

Ezekiel de le Poer · 08-03-2011, 03:02 PM

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In the Good Book, the Man-Jesus was born from God and an earthly woman and sent to earth to save men from themselves. For twelve years he lived in ignorance of his fate, only to be told he would one day die a horrible death and live in hell until he was reborn. Ezekiel did not think of himself as so mighty, but he found the story parallel to his own in many ways. Perhaps he was closer to Moses, who had killed and gone into exile. Perhaps he had a fate that would one day make the eternity of duty and love worth it all.

So his eyes looked older than he was, and his soul felt like that of a bird desperate to fly. He smiled at the idea of time destroying things, but how many eons would he have to wait? The wisdom of a boy felt void to him. Hands the color of blood-stained earth grasped the glass, and he filled his lungs with smoke, filled his head with that dull and familiar hum. Ezekiel breathed out of his mouth like a dragon, eyes half-lidded and hazy. “I would be careful if I was you,” he warned his would-be cousin. “They’re like fire.” Women, that was. Warm and comforting one moment, destructive and terrible the next.

He passed Barrett back his piece and slumped onto his side, face resting on the familiar wolverine pelt quiver. It still smelled like the forest. God, how he missed those dark places of the world. The coyote didn’t recall much past then, for he quite suddenly was sucked into the black-night of sleep and heard nothing more.

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