Title: I am older than you, Man.

Disclaimer: not my character; title from Brian McCabe

Warnings: abstract; primordial!Methos

Pairings: none

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 165

Point of view: thirdish

Notes: this started as poem. I'm not really sure what the final product is.


Some things have always been. These things he remembers –

Light, heat, water

Water from the sky, from the earth, from skin and eyes

Pain, pain, pain around and in and through and out

Legs and wings, fingers and claws, fins before all

Old, old, old like a mountain, old like the ocean, old like the wind

Older than you, older than them, older than old

Children but a speck of dust, children buried and burnt

Light, heat, water, pain, swimming walking flying

Language, written and spoken, forgotten

A name before names were, a name no soul knows

Lightning. Blood lightning, sky lightning, lightning tasted and thrown

A throne. A sword and a scepter and a scythe

A pale horse, before horses were

A horse of lightning, and a scythe

Swimming walking flying

Older than the dirt beneath his feet

Older than the water

Older than fire

Older than pain

Older than time

Questions asked. There is an answer he does not give.