The Snake

I’m a snake.  . I’m looking at the house. Your house.  Your last one. . .    .

I’ve been waiting. . .    .    For a long time.   Alone. .

There used to be snakes and worms. . .    .    Now there is no one. .

I’m the last one.

The house where he used to live is empty. Fine black sand almost covered the lower level. . . The entrance is still visible a little. . .    .

No one comes to his house now. When there were snakes, they appeared. . .    sometimes. . . almost invisible shadows. . .   . Those who were killed here before.    And his shadow. . .    He was killed here too. . .     by These. . .   .

Everyone loved him. . .  Me, too.  Children can love, too. . .     Only in a different way. . .   .   

I was three cycles then, nine and a half for you. And I loved only Him.    I don’t remember my parents. No one of our remembered. . .   Well, girls like me being prepared for Death. .      By These. For These.     So they could live Forever. . .         There. . .    .

And They’ve been trying to kill Him for a long time. But they needed him. . .    Without him they can’t. . .        They can’t do anything. . .    .

They killed him anyway. . .    .     Because we loved him.  This is unbearable for them.

He was beaten to death. They beat him until there was only a bloody mess on the black sand. .        We saw. . .   We were forced to look. They like it that way. .

And He saw us for a long time. . .     before the eye bursts. . .

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I was killed on their Feast. They have it in the spring. .   There is a special Cycle Day in spring. 

That’s the Day they kill.

I am a little girl. I can’t give birth. Not because I’m small, but because I was prepared.

You call it sacrifice.

This is not a sacrifice. This is different. You won’t understand.

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I know You.

You will come and get me out of here.

I’m tired of waiting. . .   .      The Old Snake.

It’s been a thousand Cycles. . .     and You still don’t come for me.

So what if  I’m a snake. Anyway. . .    You’ll come and pick me up like a little girl, hold me to your chest, and carry me away. . .   .     There. . .         Into your World.

Where there are no These. . .     .

There shouldn’t be.

You will understand that I am not a snake. . .      Just the body of a snake. .    There were no other bodies available when I was killed.

And they would have killed me in others. .      Again. .

As always. .

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I’m looking at The House. .    Your house.

I think if you had appeared, you would have appeared to its right. . .   Between the house and the pyramid in which This one lies – the last of them.

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I was almost gone. You can’t even see my shadow. . .    There is only the thought of You.    And the memory. . .     It is hidden in the place in the sky where You will appear.

I don’t remember anything myself. Only the main thing is that They can’t appear from there. . .    After all, this is a dead World. . .       At all. . .       Aside from the. . .   .

And I’ll have to kill Her. .       I’ll have to. .

After that, there will be no one to kill me. So I stay this way. . .      Forever. . .      Alone. .

Only You can come here. . .     Must come. . .

I’ll wait anyway. . .    .

Even when there’s nothing left of me but Death. The Thought Of Death.

I am your Snake. . .        Take me to your place. . .       Please.

I’ve never asked you for anything. .

Even then. . .    .        They said you’d understand. . .

Even this.

I’m looking at the wall. . .      how the shadows are jumping and changing on it. .

I’m waiting for you to come and take me to your world. . .          to where you are now – to the World of Death.

I’m not going anywhere. . .         The Passageway should open soon. . .      I know. . .

It doesn’t hurt to die. . .     It hurts to know that I’m a Snake. . .       that you’re not exist. . .  that you won’t come out of the House of Death alive. . .

You were destroyed for a long time. . .      I know. . .          They always take a long time to mock. . .        .

I won’t forgive anyone. . .       I’ll kill everyone. . .          I’m The Snake. . .      The Death.

None of us are left. . .         Even the unborn were killed. . .        Separately.

Now I’m going to kill them. . .       .     ALL OF THEM. .    .        These