Secret Discovery

Something about this morning felt different, inspiring even. As though nothing could shake this new found sense of purpose. For some reason, there was no yesterday only right now. Tomorrow had no place in thought. The freedom was amazing. Like the first bite of a rare fruit never tasted before. And now would search the world over for that perfect taste once more. Yeah, thats about right. Remembering traveled words “ Some might say that were dreaming. A million miles away yet even, seeing the blocks create. If only, ticking clocks could wait, phoney rocks would break when you hold it. Yet still just feel good about the moment .“ That poem filled the air around. There was no looking back now. This was that moment. The clock had struck still, all walls crumbled ahead. Destiny was now in arms reach. This was that timeless place. An existences were clarity and hope are normal schools of thought. Imagination and confidence are the creed of the land. Yes, this will be the place to grow. 3:30am shook all fear. It was as cold as it was gonna be. Right there in the comfort of safety and slight warmth of cowering a desicion had to be made. The day had come to dream with no safety net. No longer snuggling in the fear of success. Standing tall at the bow of life. Proud to believe in the possibilities. That spark in this one was clear. This would be the opportunity the elders envision. The time had come. A map was given to the last air in the cloak of a beautiful necklace with pendent. Of witch the town jeweler carved on the back of a siliver pendent holding a rare emerald stone. The local scientist was given the pendent to work on in secret. There were measures put in place so only one of royal blood could unlock the gates. The town boat maker gifts the young dreamer his greatest work with one simple word in iron from the town blacksmith “BELIEVER” Just before the ropes are released from the dock an old woman with the most oddly colored eyes gives the royal a shining turquoes ring and a leather bound weapons sack filled with paperwork and iron weapons of the highest quality then says “ this is your birthright “ reaching for the ring , light reviels an instcription saying “If not you, than who. If not now, than when.” Tears in the oddly colored eyes of the elderly woman lead to a proud smile and plesant joy. As she fades away. The elderly woman has a flash back of a time of peace and tranquillity. She is looking up at a huge man. Standing strong and proud with long charcoal black hair, strong and brown skin. With hands that could pick up a full grown goat. On one hand, the pinky finger he wore a shining turquoise ring. As the young elder looking up at him. The night sky reflecting off eyes the color of every land. He pulled off that ring and gave it to his daughter. Saying “Today you are our future, And one day, some day you will pass this on to our future. Until then guard our heritage with your life. This ring will guide you “ Then the great chief sailed off into the night. For the elder was a princess, and with her father the chief a king gone to find new land for the now fruitful group growing rapidly under his care. Success was a must. In the time of his absence she would now be queen. And the turquoise ring was proof of her crown. The jealousy of the village fighter was an inferno when he found out the chief put her in charge. War erupted in the village. The queen was hidden. For only her uncle the boat maker new the turquoise ring led to the truth. He set her a sail in a hand carved boat, with instructions on how to use the ring with the connection of the sun, moon and stars and maps of the planet. She would sail for years. Until finally hitting land. Were she would meet her hearts desire and fall in love. No one knew of her royal blood even her love. Time goes by and the seasons Bring them a son. In a victious move of betrayal the child is rip from the mothers belly and father killed. Someone recognized the turquoise ring at birth and sent word. She was rescued by a blacksmith. He cared for her until she was strong enough to go after her child. The blacksmith made her special weapons and maps of detail threw the secret passageways. Upon locating her son she found he was in very kind hands. A deal was made that she could nanny her son. Yet the child could never know that was his mother. War came to the town in search of the queen. She had to flee. This was the first time she had seen her son the prince and with her death soon coming ,King. Was a proud, yet painful moment. As he sailed off to adventure she was captured. The colors of every land in her eyes would make it impossible to hide. She was burned on the shores. Royal holding the shining turquoise ring, to large for any finger on the young hands decides this to shall don from the necklace. With a fiery blaze in the distance. Now blessed by the elders an a fire side story told by the town greoit. The sun, moon and stars to follow, it was time to set sail.