The Persistence Of Memory
It sounded like thunder...
The fire, raining down upon the land...
The cataclysmic battle between two ancient forces...
His mind burned, set alight by the most recent nightmare...
Remember the sky,
Remember the land,
Remember the war,
Remember the death,
The blood,
The boiling rage that ignited the inferno of hate within your soul...
Remember?
"I remember...," he whispered at his reflection in the bathroom mirror.
Revenge...
You swore...
You swore on the blood of your brethren!
Remember them?
Your family?
Remember!
"I remember... everything...," Entity whispered again, a silent, silvery tear rolling down his black-scaled cheek and landing quietly on the floor to disappear, like a memory.
Images stormed through his brain...
They hurt...
The mirror cracked, splitting the boys image into fragments. Each one depicted the dragon as a silent, un-moving character standing alone in a white room. His wings fluttered slightly, but his face remained set in a frown. His jaw was slightly open, revealing his sharp fangs and forked tongue. His eyes stared past the mirror and into himself, searching through the memories, seeking the truth.
He remembered...
Who he was...
Who he'll be...
What he'd done...
He had lost himself to time... but now he'd returned...