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The Hill of Mist

from Petrichor by Dani Lee Pearce

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lyrics

Ae who bore the blue flame asked of them,
What do you wish for your destruction?


And they said,
Decadence.
Upon the Hill of Mist.


a sacred place,
where it is said the sweet kiss of death
is the sweetest in all of this world.


It bears an unparelleled serenity,
No one not of sentance or terminal condition dare enter it.
It is the resting place for so many here.
Even if one were to choose a different destruction method,
it would not differ too much, death by excruciation is not believed in.
It is of high honor to be able to die specifically here.


When brought to the Hill of Mist,
you will find yourself upon a flat
surface among the hill's highest points.
A small creek circles the stone around you,
and trails down off the edge in a series of miniature waterfalls.


Your view out is among the most gorgeous
to be found anywhere.
A perfect arrangement
of waterfalls and trees in a
formation that allows the sun
to reflect off of the water at any angle,
allowing for many combinations of
colored light to appear within the surrounding area.


You sit and meditate.
Your guards sit and meditate with you.
You are not allowed to eat or drink,
as since you are sentenced,
you will starve here in this place.
But that hardly matters.
The concentration of the air is unique,
you don't feel a thing
no matter how long time goes by.
And as it is, there is much to
enjoy about this present moment.


For at long last you are able
to achieve perfect outer peace,
providing the perfect backdrop
to fulfill it within you also.
As the days and the nights pass,
you're breathing slower,
deeper,
calmer.
Perfectly undisturbed.
Only the sound of trickling water.
Not a single word exchanged.
The guards breathe so quietly
you forget they are on either
side of you, sharing the experience,
but with the privilege of
leaving afterward.
Their armor protects them from
the air toxins that slowly tear away,
very gently,
with the texture of a cat's tongue,
at your skin,
turning it to pollen.
then cherry blossom petals.
pieces of acorn.
bits of pine cone.






Eventually,
just before you pass,
skin removes in the form of flowers.
With the help of the smallest slight of wind,
appearing at just the right time.
If you’re lucky,
you may be able to catch
a brief glance
of your own bones,
as clear and bright
and soft as silk,
before your sight becomes
a pair of dandelions,
its white haired seeds
carried off into the
dark green forest beyond.
You pass.
You are now peace itself,
the concept,
the symbol,
the dream,
the myth,
the world of.


As your remains
turn to aura dust,
the guards come to,
and they sweep them into
a small red jeweled case,
and place it in the center
of the stone where you once laid.


It will be gone mysteriously the next morning.

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from Petrichor, released November 8, 2016
written between July 16 and August 9, 2016

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