The Swordsman – Dimensions

from paristech

He was stuck, and he had no idea why. A strong breeze was blowing, as he hung on the outside of the 54th floor of a Manhattan office building, and it was tossing his cape like a flag waving. He had never had a problem before with moving through concrete, stone, glass, or even water, but the more he pushed into this wall of concrete, the more he couldn’t move.

He had been chasing a wolf like creature, in order to free an 83 year old woman, who was motionless in a nursing home, and he started getting angry because the thing was getting away. He had just gone through the glass that covered the building, and the metal frame holding the glass, and now his left arm, and half his body wouldn’t move in the concrete.

He saw motion out of the right side of his eye. Through the layers and angles of glass he saw someone, were they really there? It was more of a reflection really, with the pieces of glass distorting his view. It was another swordsman, and he was doing battle!

No wait – it was a woman fighting, a desperate sword fight with someone he couldn’t see. He felt like he was looking through a house of mirrors. He tried moving towards her so instead of pushing he started pulling. It worked!

He flew towards her and the scene changed suddenly. He was now standing in a dark tunnel with a single light, from an unknown source at one end. There was no one and then she appeared, the swordswoman he had seen.

She appeared angry, and said, “What are you doing here, and what do you want!” “I don’t want anything he said, and he meant it. “I’m here but I don’t know where here is!”

She was silent, but as she stared at him, the earth shook, and he heard a loud rumbling in the earth above their heads. “An earthquake?” “No you idiot, it is the sound of war!” There was more rumbling and the single light began to flicker.

The Swordswoman sighed heavily, and said, “We have no choice – you will have to fight with the rest of us…….so take my hand.”


To be continued.


Writing © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

image from paristech via google

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

9 thoughts on “The Swordsman – Dimensions

  1. You describe a fantastic and phantasmagorical dream located from the light of the glasses of the building until the darkness of a tunnel . What is going to happen ? µ
    In friendship

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