Digital Underground - uXu - Underground eXperts United #uxu-474

### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ## ## ####### ## ## ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # ####### ## ####### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ## ## ## [ Memento Mori ] [ By Blackfire ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ Memento mori I slowly turn around, facing her. She is more beautiful than I'd ever imagined her to be. Her hair is long and black, her face pale, yet wonderful. Her eyes - they are of a color impossible to name. Deep eyes. Not piercing ones, but deep. Her look enters you, goes beyond whatever you'd imagined was inside of yourself. Her clothes are hard to see in the pale moonlight, but it's some kind of cape, black as the shadows in the darkest of the night. Behind her I can almost see one of her wings, neatly folded down behind her back. She is the perfection of beauty. "So, you have finally come." I throw away the half-smoked cigarette, finding it unfitting right now. "Were you surprised? You were the one who called me." Indeeed I was. I summoned her, and now I can't come up with a reason why I did so in the first place. And now she is here. "I thought you'd be too busy..." I feel uncomfortable, sweat starting to form at every surface of my body. She looks straight at me, almost laughing. "Right now, I am both here and a million other places. One summoning more or less means little to me, even though it means everything for the ones I visit." I look at her, realizing how foolish my question had been. She is not like me, or you, or anybody else. She is... "Please, tell me why you called for me. Your turn hasn't come yet, by far." "I wish I knew. I thought I had it all figured out, all the questions I were to ask you. But now I remember nothing." "Are you afraid?" "Yes." I am afraid. I am shaking, wishing I hadn't throwed the cig away after all. I am terrified. I want to die. No, that is the only thing I do not want. I want... I don't know what I really want. "Are you afraid... of me?" "No." Then, what am I afraid of? After all, I had chosen this place because it was a safe place, a spot where I'd feel comfortable. And she is not scary in any way. Maybe a little, but that is not the reason my spine feels like it's breaking apart as I tremble like an earthquake. The reason... the reason is... and I suddenly know why I am scared. "The answers. I am afraid of the answers." "Do you want me to leave? You will, after all, meet me again later anyway. Maybe then you will be more ready than now?" She makes a move, as if to return to where she came from. "Don't leave me." All the questions I had so carefully crafted, they are all gone. I don't remember any of them... except one. The big one. The most important. "You are not human... You are an Angel, the Angel Of Death. Still, you Angels have emotions like us, you feel pleasure and pain just like us. And someday, long after the suns have faded away, you too will die. When that time comes, who will come for you? Who will lead the Angel of Death when you die? And to what place will you be taken?" She looks up at the stars, as if they would have an answer ready for her. Her eyes are now silvery grey. A single tear runs down her face, making its way down to the ground, Then another one comes. She realizes I am staring at her and turns away. But I can still hear her silent weeps. And she answers me. "All these years... since the moment of Creation I have lead men and animals through the Valley of Darkness, into their new afterlife. Millions of years I have been who I am. Angel of Death. Taker of lives. And never I even considered myself dying. I have lived for so long that I have taken my life for granted. Many of the greatest men I guided were crying all the way, and I thought they were stupid and foolish for not expecting me to come for them too. Yet I am no better myself. I don't know who will come for me, and I don't know what place I'll come to. But one thing I now know, and it is that when my time comes, I will be crying like nobody ever have done before. And my tears will become rain in heaven." She is gone, and I just stand there, looking at the stars as she did. For an eternity I just watch them as they float by, standing there, wondering. Until dawn. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- uXu #474 Underground eXperts United 1998 uXu #474 ftp://etext.archive.umich.edu/pub/Zines/UXU ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

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