Journey into the cube
The edge of reason was climbing and scratching towards the sky as the fool descended deep down into the ground
Where all the strange creatures from the heavens now dwelled, eating, feasting, sleeping and enjoying the sunlight as it shone along the rising valley which sloped below
Beyond the dreams and over the towering cliff face of hope where even the worlds most darkest and vigorous nightmares feared to go
Out here magic was still king and mystery ruled the shadows that danced and slept in the night turning the sky silver with tiny bursts of light that expanded as they grew into young adults with the faces of children who lay below dreaming
This is the eternal land where the ancient ones came and went
This is the place where the song of tongues echoed through the caves of time
This is where the adventure and her kin now descended in search of the great answer
come with us now
Beyond the edge of reason the lady and her five hidden friends stumbled down the rocks and glared deep into the sun, defying its gaze
It was love that gazed up into the night and brought with her the force of nature that came flying through the hole and out into the cool air where they all stood waiting and watching
As she opened her lips and whispered softly, notes of music came along the wind, taking form and shape, splitting the colours of the rainbow and forming into the face of a desolate child who smiled in time to the music
In her hand, a small pyramid sat, its light drifting upwards also and she and her companions smiled whilst down below in the valley of heaven, the rest looked up and welcomed them with arms open wide
This is the spirit of hope
This is the beginning of all things
This is the time of reason
This is the land we must not forget
This is the place
So enter if you will
Down in the ground we go through the tunnels of the night where they buried all the fallen
Into the landscape of dreams where all the songs lie dormant waiting for the soft spoken one who will come with the artefact in her hand and sing the song of those who came before
Softly, gently and with unspoken words that are rising in the wind and sail on the oceans of light that flicker with the candles in the night
All their arms are outstretched and waiting to claim the sanctuary of the earth from the ones who took it along with the moon and the long gone stars that are glimpsed in the final hours of dusk before the watchers come
They cry and they sing and they catch onto our adventurers arms, who lift them up onto their feet and dust their wings down as she whispers in their ears that all is not forgotten and the night will soon fade as the song reaches new ears
Two lovers embracing as their tongues intertwine through the magic of fire under the moon whose soft light smiles at them as they embrace with their dance of light
The pyramid has opened now and the earth is giving birth to a light of golden hue which rises above sending the sky below and the waters inbetween
Somewhere along the edge of this silver dawn a white horse stops to glimpse the scene and smiles in her ancient tongue as the ancient city begins to rise from within the valley
One thousand angels stand above the ground with their trumpets softly blowing along the ridge with the astral notes that climb and soar into the land above
The time is now
The end slowly turns
The beginning is shaped inside the yellow pyramid in our lady's hand
Those behind smile and exchange a soft glance as they angels claw their way up the rocks and beyond the valley into the unknown
Soon the sand will crumble and the sky will fall
The earth will tilt and the land below will see its reflection on the side where all things are shaped as they once were through the eyes of a golden hound
The song of freedom is also the landscape of hope
And the dream that was once forgotten shall be reclaimed
Recognition turns the key inside the door
Slowly a gentle wind will great the lady as she stares into the pool of light that she has searched for all these years
Softly and gently they all rise with the wind and the skies crumble below
To the sound of the trumpet
Which calls them all to the place beyond the hills
Where the old men wait and watch
And the woman soon pick up the tune
Once lost
Never forgotton
It was here all along
The animals take up the cry and the world wakes to a sound it has not heard in a very long time
Truly it is said magic is always just at the edge of your dreams
Down here in the valley of lost souls
The lady smiles and turns the lock
Her time has come and now the dawn will sing her song
