n the night, Adonis had woken and immediately readjusted his body and his pillow to go back to sleep.
She wrapped her arm back around his torso, comfortable now he shut his eyes.
“Adonis…”
Awakened again but by the sound of his name, he looked over in the blackness towards Emma waiting for another reply that didn't come.
“Emma”
Adonis said her name a few times, but she only shifted and mumbled in her sleep.
“Adonis…”
It was coming from his door, a feminine voice, it had to be his mother. Navigating with his phone light he Opened his door expecting her to be standing there but she wasn’t.
To the Dark, his eyes adjusted enough to see a little bit of porch light coming from under the curtains in the living room. Standing there in front of the porch sliding door, he took a peek outside the backyard.
“It is time to leave...”
His heart pounding, the voice seemed to echo through different corners of the house. When it spoke again it didn't come from the kitchen it came from the top of the stairs.
“Born of the same womb...she’s imparted us both upon this world”
Adonis jerked forward to run up the stairs towards it thinking only of his mother's safety until the voice spoke directly behind him.
“... we must answer the call and leave this earth “
The curtains parted on their own allowing the moonlight to pour in, and the lock on the door released itself.
Adonis pulled the sliding door open, and a cold wind chill whisped the strands of his hair.
The clouds around the moon, drifted apart slowly uncovering a starry night sky to unveil Some of the brightest celestial bodies he had ever seen.
In his left ear he could hear in clear detail, the rampage of insects feasting and marching. Worms under the wet soiled earth, crying, writhing in their broken sleep.
Branches snapped, Leaf’s rustled, and sounds of restless earth became temporarily trapped in his ear drum.
Until another sound erupted from an unknown void that may have always been there, undetected until now. Bug-like, and not in any way man-made, the oddest array of clicking sounds. In short bursts, the clicking would start and then stop. It continued three to five times, changing speed, changing directions, changing pitch...
when suddenly like the warships of an advanced race
surfacing from the earth’s tomb. An abrupt whirr, a prolonged whistle sharp in octave. Until it faded out with a digitized thunderclap. The porch banister rattled to its bass and weight, clutching the wood tighter he listened.
Over the moonlit tree line, Clouds from the north rolled in with bright bolts of energy, and from its nimbic orifice, a spear of white light shot down into the earth.
Following shortly was an electronic wave of sound ZEEEARWW, increasing its tonality as the sound swept closer towards him fading behind his ears. With a brief pause in between the first discharge and right behind it the same sound would follow. Adonis was hypnotized by these events, his mind shut off, his awareness heightened, his breathing shallow. While his glassy brown eyes locked in and reflected the beam of light his body was traversing the air, over the trees to the sonic light that had invaded the earth. Unaware of his body and only the sounds and sights he heard. his physical form continued to float upright by the magnet pull of what lie ahead.
The light beam retracted with great speed, back into the abyss of space. Leaving behind a halo-shaped cloud that crowned the stone mausoleum in front of him. An orb of dim light circled inside the cloud following its shape around and around. The light itself made A gentle but hypnotic sound while it endlessly rotated.
vibrating louder as it orbited to his side then it would get
quieter traveling to the far side until it reached him again, and again.
The mausoleum stood a great 10 FT in height and 6 or 7 in width, a structure, surrounded by a dark and dense forest. The moon in full cast a sliver of light above the tops of everything that stood tall and left everything below in shadow.
The vibrating light above him wasn’t deafening but it was the only thing he could hear. Not even the crunch of leaves underneath his steps broke the hypnosis he was under, approaching the shadowy double doors. Closer now, the tombstone-shapedstained windows, shimmered orange, structural grey pillars stained black with streaks of ash.
Climbing The short stairway, to the beetle shaped knockers bolted to each door. The vibration encircling above the mausoleum continued, deafening all else. The two-iron cast horned beetles, waiting to be used to bang on these doors. He gripped the knocker but pulled away in pain. His palm had been slit open on the surface, he applied pressure to it with his shirt and looked up quickly towards the halo of sound that was Spinning faster and vibrating louder. To the vibrations the windows shattered outward. blocking the glass with his arm he backed away from the structure as the entire mausoleum began to form cracks all around it. Audible cracks, the pillars split and collapsed inward. large chunks of the foundation began to crumble off. At a safe distance he watched the halo vortex suck in the structure piece by piece. Piece by piece into that cloud until the cloud itself evaporated.
All that remained was what appeared to be a water fountain, just a silhouette at least. That evil voice returned, and it called to him from the fountain beckoning him closer.
It whispered.
"Come…"
Adonis hesitated but moved forward very slowly, walking around to the more lit side of the fountain to observe its features. What appeared to be twisted agonizing faces cast in stone winding up and down the entire column base of the fountain. Its bowl was in the shape of human hands sealing a clear liquid inside of its belly.
" A future with her…"
Adonis placed a hand on the stone and stared into the moonless, rippling water.
"Answer the call, answer us...”
He could see the water ripple as the inanimate thing spoke, rippling unsettled to its voice.
"A future unbound by men…”
His fingertips touched the surface of the cold water, finding the courage he plunged his hand wrist deep into its frigid pool. The clear liquid blackened and siphoned itself into his wound vanishing inside him faster than he could pull his hand away.
Adonis fell to his knees while the fountain disintegrated into dust, a great cold circulated through his body now and he rolled onto his back shivering with his eyes fixated on the stars.
" You are Sevoria’s legacy, and the will of the stars”
The coolness in his body slowly began to heat up, His shaky breath was visible on this September night but suddenly he could feel nothing now. Left in a dense forest without a single sign of the clouds overhead or the mausoleum that crumbled and vanished before him. Alone beneath silent constellations that beaded the night sky.
Without much effort, he walked back the way his instincts told him to go, back home. It was miles before he reached his door.
His key wasn’t with him, but he knew that the sliding door in the back might’ve still been open. jumping the fence he climbed the porch stairs to find the door was unlocked.
Sneaking inside of his room he grabbed his journal and quietly shut the door behind him. making his way to journal under the kitchen table's light.
