that I recognized; others wore various military
or service uniforms. Still others were clad in
leather jerkins or loincloths. Rangers, soldiers,
policemen, farmers, hunters, gatherers. They
all held the same terror that I now knew, and
I saw them all looking into the mad eyes of
this creature. Not only humans. Small animals,
large, birds, great fish, every type of creature
that would have ever inhabited this area.
Ancient rituals appeared in my mind with
humans from times much, much further back
in time than the native tribes that we know of
today. They danced among fire, chanting in
sharp tongues as they somehow steeled their
determination and surrounded this thing, unafraid of what it could do and somehow able
to hold it at bay. The vision ripped itself apart,
INSIGHT
and I saw the creature’s frustration, and all that
came to my mind was the word anchor. Later
it was forgotten, then rediscovered and worshipped and then forgotten yet again.
Still it showed me even older images as it
roamed the earth. Searching? It was lost and
confused, driven to the madness I saw before
me. It knew there were others out there, but
it did not know why they were important. It
searched and searched and searched for…
Well, so long that by the end, it had regressed
to showing me images of creatures I did not
recognize. The world in the visions darkened
and twisted. The strange animals deformed
into shapes I again thought I might recognize,
but then everything was gone in a flash of fire.
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