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.
