“What does it all mean, Chiron? What is up
there in the Heavens?”
“You ask not easy questions.” The centaur
laughed as he approached his young pupil where he lay on his back in the grass,
hands laced behind his shaggy head of hair. “Tell me what you think is up
there.”
“I don’t know. That is why I am asking
you.” The boy wrinkled his nose, focused on the myriad stars pocking the night
sky. “If I had to guess, I would say they are torches to light the way for gods
and men in the dark. Does anyone live up there?”
The centaur smiled and looked up. He had
always longed for those answers himself.
“Some say that there are gods living among
the stars. That the heroes of the past dwell there for all eternity as examples
for men to be reminded of, to follow.”
“Might there be other worlds? Would it not
be a great adventure to be among the stars with so much room around you?”
“You have an imagination about you! It would be an adventure. However, what should
concern us is the moment and how we live our lives. You are young and the world
stands before you, just as the heavens do now. You just can’t see the world
from here where you lie in the grass.”
“I do want to see it, Chiron. So much.”
“I promise you, Jason, you will see it. But
first you must learn. There are many wonders to behold in the heavens, but the
wonders of this earth are, I assure you, infinitely more fascinating. Adventure
attends the curious youth.”
2 comments:
Stories within stories, I like that :)
Thank you, Charmaine. I really enjoyed this one. Living in a big city I certainly miss seeing stars. I imagine the night sky so long ago being a thing of absolute wonder. Cheers :)
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