[Original Fiction] Golden Tears of Eratus #2

Eratus, a ten-year-old boy, was captured and kept at the reflex-prisons of the Purple Ones at the dark side of the moon. Finally, he could free himself and meet his parents again - at Xaraq. Here you find Chapter 1.

A ten-year-old boy in the year 2023 - Eratus had to touch the sacred grounds of Xaraq, feel it, smell it, hold it completely and with all its wondrous energies close to his little heart. When he joyfully threw himself on his knees and was as close to the golden sand of Xaraq as never before in his life, golden tears ran down his cheeks. With one hand he touched the surface, then supported himself kneeling on the ground. With the other hand, he reached full of excitement into the small yellow dunes that had formed all over.

His fingers dug deep into the tiny little stones of sand that have been finely polished and smoothened by the wind. He had never been to Xaraq before, how could he? Xaraq invited every lovingly soul of a Sublime to enter, but it allowed no-one to return. Nevertheless, a shallow memory of the sands of Xaraq crept up in him. A feeling like a Deja Vu. A feeling from a long forgotten time, a memory like coming far away from another universe.

He looked at his hand. Opened it. The sand undulated, trickled, floated. Very slowly it was undulating down like a gentle sway. Finally, the sand slid back to the ground like in slow motion. When he looked closer at his body, his hand and also his arm looked like a shadow woven from rainbows.

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Eratus was held captive for six months in the reflex-prisons of the Purple Ones at the dark side of the moon. He had been through a lot. Hard times. The memories of his young life date back just 10 years. Eventful memories. The enslavement by the Purple One’s on earth, then the fight to get to the moon when Eratus and his parents entered the jump room. The shock and the disappointment when the moon base formerly owned by the Sublimes had already come under the full control of the Purple’s. All this had left traces and so Eratus was already very far developed for his age.

Therefore he was very calm and relaxed. His altered appearance did not frighten him. But he would have loved so much to feel the sand in his fingers. Feel how the little, warm grains run through his fingers, how they tickle, how they caress him, how they spoil him gently touching his body. He wanted so much to be unity, be one with Xaraq. He was still too traumatized to realize, but for sure he was one with Xaraq - at the moment he was allowed to enter the mighty gates.

Only now did he notice the little golden tears running down his cheeks. It felt to him a little ticklish, slightly cool, but somehow pleasant, pleasant like tears. Tears that he now welcomed like an old friend. He had to control his emotion for so long. Showing them now, relaxed him.

He looked up and the tiny, cool, golden trickling drops ran faster and faster until they finally fell through the air. This happened in front of his eyes. As if in slow motion they felt down in the sand of Xaraq. As soon as they touched the yellow ground, his tears formed a large drop. They ran towards each other like little finely painted rivers and gathered in the center of the rivulets.

At this moment, Eratus noticed the different appearance of his tears. As soon as all the drops had run together on the ground, the following happened: Like water drops forming tiny, beautiful crystals at the window in cold winters, his golden teardrops formed into small, well-structured crystals. Then they briefly shone in all imaginable colors to finally take on very soft, pale pastel tones.

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As soon as the fine light colors appeared, the tears turned into beautiful diamond-like crystal stones like formed from the most beautiful poetry.

Suddenly a hand appeared in his field of vision and grabbed the crystals.

"Eratus, we'll save them for you, you'll need them later. I will tell you everything. We have finally reunited again. Finally, you are here. Finally".

In front of Eratus stood his mother. He had missed her so much. Her laughter and her smile. All the long months in the merciless world of the Purple One’s he had imagined her face. Again and again and now she was finally with him, finally.

"I love you so much, I knew you would free yourself at some point and find the way to meet us here," she said.

"Mom, I have longed so much for unity with you. With you and all the others. Tell me, why were you able to grab the crystal stones? I don't understand that!“ Eratus asked.

His mother certainly promised to tell him everything - later. Eratus's father stood behind his mother and walked some steps towards him. All three were overwhelmed with joy.

As they all fell into each other's arms, Eratus looked up to the moving sand dune mountains of Xaraq. The warm but refreshing winds were called Xiroq. To the right the dunes, straight ahead the rainwood forest with all its beauty and to Eratus's left the deep blue glacier mountains. Glacier blue like his eyes. The blue of the glaciers was reflected in Eratus's eyes and at this moment they looked even much bluer than ever before. Bright blue and full of love and gratitude.

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Xaraq was a strange but beautiful place. The music of the birds coming from the rainwood forest mixed with light babbling of the tannin rivers echoing from the glacier mountains and the soft rushing of the sand dunes complemented a mystical sound. Xaraq was a place where everyone and everything existed next to each other peacefully and with true love. The cold air of the mountains, the warmth of the dunes, the humidity of the rainwood forest, all that mixed to a perfect climate of well-being. Obvious opposites merged harmoniously in Xaraq.

Then Eratus looked up to his father and observed his face more closely. It shimmered like his father's whole body, shimmered in slightly pastel-rainbow-like colors. This was a very surprising experience. But one thing was not so completely new to Eratus. The small wrinkle full of sorrows on the middle of his father's forehead. He knew it all too well. Whenever there was a storm of tornado size - in a sense - coming close his family, bringing possible danger to his family, at his father’s face appeared this little almost imperceptible worry line on his forehead.

Under no circumstances could Xaraq be infiltrated by the Purple Ones. None of them was pure of heart. Was there a chance that Xaraq was already infiltrated without the Sublimes having a clue?

Read on in Chapter 3 ...

Enjoy a most beautiful day, my friends!

PS: In case you missed Chapter 1 of Eratus, you can read it here.

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