Gobelen’s memories of the dark day were vivid. Then again, he had no way of knowing how long ago that day was when his prison permitted him no light or sound. There was only the voice that had sentenced him to the bottle ringing neverendingly in his ears, and the visions of the lead seal forming over the exit.
Gobelen perceived a deafening crack and blinding light. Could it be…?
Cautiously, he unfolded into the world beyond the bottle. This world was different from the one he’d known. He examined the stars that shown within the walls of the house, then the strange devices that filled the room. He guessed it was a kitchen because of the fruit and bread he saw. He wondered if he’d been kept in Solomon’s palace, or the home of some other great king. Whatever the case, the most important question was how to ensure he did not wake from one nightmare into another.
David, this passage is exceptional! There is a metaphysical transcendental (or the other way around 🙂 )quality about it. Your character transcends time and space and once done is asking “What is here (there)?” I am confident that your book is going to be a success (hopefully you are writing a book). I wish you a Happy 4th of July!
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Thank you, G! That means a lot coming from you. I am writing a couple of books, and appreciate the vote of confidence. Actually this drabble, “Meanwhile,” and several more to come are bits and pieces of a narrative I eventually plan on turning into a book. I’m glad the metaphysical and transcendental aspect came through, since that’s my favorite part of working with jinn. Here’s wishing you a happy 4th of July as well!
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You are most welcome! I am looking forward to reading your books. I had to google jinn 🙂
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