Monday, November 13, 2006

Bereft


It was as tho' the universe in all its vastness rose up between her and the mighty vessel that bore him steadily away. She recalled how his hair glistened, wet with the cold brine, as he leaned from the prow of the ship, when just a moment ago he had first seen her, and believed.

There was something ancient inside them that met and knew itself in that moment.

The excitement of curiosity was there, but more present to them was an unspoken and untaught knowledge of their intrinsic oneness. Two creatures that lived worlds apart met for the first time. The meeting felt like an exotic homecoming. It was then that he believed. Probably the singlemost important acquiesence of his life. A gut feeling, powerful though it may be, is superficial at best compared with that inner knowledge that is solid as bedrock, but more often than not tiny as a pebble. Oh, not that a woman going about living in the oceans with the body of a fish was a small matter for belief. But to know in an instant that she belonged to him and he to her- to accept it, inspite of the fear and incredible obstacles that separated them - there lay the greatness. He felt an enormous sensation that he was letting go of something huge . . . common sense, he feared. But hardly before that emotion had passed he was overwhelmed by the sweetness of peace and completion, the intensity of which he had not heretofore known existed.

He looked down at his enchanting sea-maiden be-jewelled with water droplets, and gazing into her sea-green eyes full of fear and trust, lay bare the contents of his heart. Nothing passed between the two that could conventionally be considered communication. But by some power, they knew not what, the minds and hearts of the two became one.

There was something between them that was both born and threatened with death all at once. He knew he would have to fight for it. The jarring stab came with the militant call of his commanding officer to make sail at once. The commotion of the men on board, the strange voices and sounds startled her and sent her plunging into the glistening depths. She could not help being easily startled, being skittish in nature as fish are wont to be.

For a moment there, amidst the waves and alone, she reflected. She was ecstatic and in disbelief of all that had passed. She felt as though she had just lived a lifetime in a single moment. Her heart flared up with overwhelming joy and that courage that belongs only to a woman in love. Three flicks of her powerful tail sent her swiftly gliding up to his blurry image above. She pierced the surface just in time to meet his deep brown eyes and join them in one last dance. He was leaving her. Why? She could not understand. She knew not the ways of men, nor the wheres or whens of their comings and goings. She had no control, no way of finding him. Her heart sunk, and she felt utterly helpless. How could this happen? Happinness so close at hand, now rent from her very bosom. She looked to him in desperation. His answer came as bright and strong as the rising sun, through those brown, earthy eyes, "Believe in me".

5 Comments:

Blogger MythWind said...

=) really impressive, Anna. A lot of themes tied up in a stand alone little peice. Really a storm-sweep of emotion in this one. I have to tell you though, the story makes me want to see him as well. I don't think I've ever gotten to read your writin before. It has a nice spoken-word flavor to it, and I can imagine you reading it aloud. I really hope you do more like this.

6:59 PM  
Blogger DeadLanguage said...

Oh Anna, the insistence of this story is beautiful. The drawing is elegant, and fits well, but the story itself is where, for me, the true beauty of this entry lies. I think you've cut through much prose and unecessary circumlocution to the heart of these emotions, to the base of this relationship, and you express it so purely and simply that the utter tragedy of it is laid bare like a pearl in an oyster. Like a fish's white belly.

Truly something special. Truly something beautiful. Thank you.

4:01 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thankyou for the support, guys! i really felt this strongly when i wrote it the night that i posted my sketch. I think the seed of the story was deep in my imagination when i first drew it about 2 years ago, but it didn't begin to write itself until the other day- there may be more in me yet, who knows! I am very glad that you got something out of it - i was uncertain what response i would get because i've never really written before. Your positive encouragement is extremely appreciated - and please don't hesitate to help me out w/ any awkward parts. I was hesitant about using "heretofore" - too formal?

4:16 AM  
Blogger DeadLanguage said...

Heretofor I don't really mind. However, I feel that "Tho'" instead of "though", is pushing it. It feels like antiquity for antiquity's sake, rather than to set a mood or express an emotion. It's really the only grammatical/literary snag I hit. The tone itself is marvelous.

4:58 AM  
Blogger Summer said...

I love how easily you manage to freeze time in this piece, both the sketch and the story. It's one moment in time, but you bring it out in all its beautiful, strange clarity, and this is one of the closest things I've ever seen to an accurate description of the moment when two kindred spirits recognize each other. Her confusion at his leaving was one of the most heartbreaking parts of it, for me, and you brought that in very well. And you say you're not a writer!

The drawing, too, is lovely--the poor girl's melancholy is written as plainly on her face as it is in your text.

1:45 AM  

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