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- Herausgeber: BookRix
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
Do you know there is an easy way to escape all of your fears and pain and hurt in life? Well there is. For Jimmy, a young boy terrified by tidal waves and taken away from his home by a man who claims to love him like a brother, the escape from such terrifying events comes from a power that was within him all the time. The problem, however, is Jimmy has to face the nightmares of death before being saved by the dreams of life. Does he dare to fall asleep?
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015
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Nightmares of Death and Dreams of Life
Dedicated to everyone of us that has an escape in a power that goes beyond our earthly understanding.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 MunichA Bedtime Story
Jimmy was awakened from the afterschool nap by the excitement in the house. He crept out of the bedroom and crouched in a corner of the family room in anticipation of his brother’s big day. He wondered if an allowance would be made by either his mom or dad to come out from the dark place and stand beside them, but then figured their little boy was just too scared to come out because of the threatening wave in the distance.
Every time Jimmy would leave the house the enormous swell would be there reaching high into the sky and spanning the horizon. And while it was always viewed from a distance, he realized that at any time it could very well reach the village and kill every single soul in its path.
As he observed his brother twiddling his thumbs within a circle of candles, just the thought of the tidal wave increased the beat of his little heart. Visions turned into reality at the detection of a little rumbling on the wooden floor. The runaway wave had crested halfway up into the sky and just crashed onto the land with the roar of a thousand lions. In an instant Jimmy felt the grip of fear holding him in the corner. Too scared to scream and too scared to run all he could do was whimper.
His little heart skipped a beat at the sound of something pounding the wooden floor. He looked and expected to see the water rushing in, but relief came on faster than that of the initial fear as the priest entered the family room. Then curiosity over how his position was not revealed by the draught of wind blowing on the flames of the flickering candles came to mind. It was as if Mom and Dad did not see him, had forgotten about their little boy, forgotten that he even existed. But Mommy wouldn’t just forget about me, he thought, and leave me all alone.
The curiosity swiftly left the thoughts as the Coming of Age ceremony began. Jimmy thought it was sort of funny to see his never happy about anything dad smile as the priest mentioned something about an ancient oath and whispered many words within the circle of candles. Soon after the words ended the priest reached out and gave his brother a rolled up piece of crinkled paper. “Huh?” he whispered then giggled as the ear to ear grin all over his mean, old brother’s face was noticed. A hand over the mouth kept the giggles inside as his brother reached out and took hold of a rolled up yellowish and crinkly piece of paper held neat and tight by a blue bow.
Jimmy stood and rubbed hands together. Feet shuffled quietly in the corner. He watched his brother untie the blue bow and unroll the paper. Giggles broke out again when his brother shouted out “wow” then turned and hugged their father.
Although his brother was exceedingly happy, Jimmy was not sure why. All he knew came from the eavesdropping of conversations between his mom and dad. Days earlier they began to talk about the ceremony now that his brother had reached the Coming of Age. They wondered what the Men of Wisdom would grant their eldest son in respect to the job he would do for the rest of his life. But now, having seen his mean and grumpy brother so excited, whatever the job was must have been something pretty special.
Suddenly his brother ran outside. Although terrified by the killer wave hidden by the darkness, Jimmy just had to see what the excitement was all about and quickly followed. There before him stood his brother holding the crinkly paper up to the sky. All Jimmy could think about was whatever the paper was it had something to do with the stars of the sky since his brother was in the process of framing some sort of map against the starry sky. That must be it he thought as the smile on his brother’s face, eyes darting between the paper and stars, made it apparent he had been given the occupation of Interpreter of the Signs of the Sky.
“Hey Bobby, what—"
