child-68679I had to make them believe.

The future was revealed. I perceived the doom approaching. Though I knew the darkness could be repelled, they would never listen.

To them, I was only a child. But the power of the divine coursed through my veins. Knowledge beyond human capacity boiled inside my brain. I possessed the power of magic.

“I will float into the sky. I will prove my power. Then will you believe?”

I focused on one word. “Love.” Images of soaring, weightlessness, drifting through space.

The earth began to move. Downward.

I lifted my arms and searched the faces below. Mouths agape, arms raised in disbelief, waiting to catch me.

“Through the love in your hearts, you can become like God. But first, you must love one another, feel each other’s pain, share and breathe as one.”

A misty rain, a ray of sunshine and rainbow arc. They believed.

About Quackzalcoatl

Phoneticist, Palindrologist, and freelance Sharknadologist. Inventor. Ruler of 2-acre lakes and small streams.


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