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Remembering: A fanciful look at what you might remember if you had lived so many years...
Posted by Elizabeth L, Oct 8, 2012. 1486 views. ID = 5931


Posted by Elizabeth L, Oct 8, 2012. 1486 views. ID = 5931
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Breathe in, breathe out.

For over four thousand years, it's the same old tune. My breath is the clock that measures the ages, and I know that when the time comes to stop its ticking, something will be lost. Maybe something, maybe nothing, but it will be lost.

Breathe in, breathe out.

I remember the little mud-chinked hut by the maple tree creek. I wonder if it's still standing or if it has been scavenged for the fires of the wanderers who followed me across the wild grass plains.

Breathe in, breathe out.

What of the leopards? They were many and mean when I found them, and then they were few and mean when the rest of the two-legs found the glittering rocks in my caves.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Edison was on to something, with his glowing glass. I told him so, and he laughed at me and said, "Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work." I just stared at my overalls and remembered the hundreds of places they'd been since Strauss and Davis found their own opportunity in denim.

Breathe in, breathe out.

It wasn't much, but it was beautiful. The rugged rises in the land, the jagged peaks lined like the open mouth of a saber-tooth tiger. The Yellow River never has been truly yellow, any more than the Yangtze is brown except after a storm. The Samurai knew. But they've been gone a long time now too.

Breathe in, breathe out.

I knew there wasn't cheese on the moon long before they built their space bottles to make sure. But I still told her, my darling midget with the crystal eyes - I still told her well into her seven hundred years that it was cheese. Warm, golden, fragrant. I couldn't bring myself to tell her about the cold rock that circles our Earth.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Maybe the Google-Apple war seems like something new, something clean and bloodless. But it is driven by the same thirst that drove Ashoka the Great and Kalinga to each others' throats, back before India was just India. They say it was the bloodiest battle in the empire's history - I say that is a kind statement.

Breathe in, breathe out.

My daughter stares at my scribbles and asks me why, why I am I remembering? I tell her someday the world will lose something, or maybe nothing, and someday there will be none like us who remember it all.

Breathe in...

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Oct 9, 2012
love this!!
   ~Posted by alilee, Oct 9, 2012

Oct 10, 2012
THIS is excellent! Love the inserted repetition "Breathe in, breathe out." So well used here. I was captivated!
   ~Posted by Audrey_E_Marquis, Oct 10, 2012

Elizabeth L
Oct 10, 2012
Thank you! This was an unusual attempt for me - I'm used to having a whole idea worked out and honestly, I'm not sure I know who the 4,000 year old watcher is - just that he's there. :) Kinda fun!
   ~Posted by Elizabeth L, Oct 10, 2012

Oct 11, 2012
Same with mine, I'm not sure who my character is! I think, with flash fiction, you don't necessarily have to! I'm growing to love it for that reason!
   ~Posted by Audrey_E_Marquis, Oct 11, 2012

du courage
Oct 13, 2012
Great writing! It has rhythm, it's enchanting.
   ~Posted by du courage, Oct 13, 2012

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