Somewhere Someplace

An operation failed. One survived. Now a foreigner lost and stranded somewhere someplace; alien yet familiar, fantastical yet real. Found and rescued by another, similar but distinct; departed and never seen again. Left alone, yet again. Alien among aliens. Forced to hide and blend in… to a point; hunted, yet not really. Young, yet ancient. Analytical, yet aloof. A mind decayed by time, riddled with contradictions. Masks and faces worn as one, both without identity. A purpose long lost.

Gods scheme upon rotting thrones, shackled to wills beyond their own. Great powers devour their world, cursed with stomachs never satiated. Delusions of fantasy dreamt to swipe away nightmares heralded by shooting stars. The world’s play motions forward to the choir’s tune as the past withers; the stage evolves and changes, yet remains static and contrived.

Meaningless happenings, given meaning. People found, turned to characters. Memories, turned to story. Events in observation, narrativized. A protagonist found and placed on stage, made to dance the play of it which observes, indifferently yet with ever maddening interest.