TM ~ Something New

He could smell it in the air sometimes, when the scents of the city didn’t overpower it. Here though, it was ripe with the smell of sewage, dead fish, and other things that Darius had no interest in knowing about. It wasn’t the way he had always imagined that it would be, both before the light quickening, and after. Where the tang of the salt air was free of all this modern garbage and waste.

He could have seen it easily enough. It would have been a simple thing to go to the waterfront, or to take a ferry out to Ellis Island, where the statue guiding people to this new world stood tall. However he had never done either, and had no intention of doing them now. It may have been the right ocean, but it was the wrong place, and the wrong time. And perhaps most importantly, it was a dream that could no longer be the reality that he had envisioned. A dream that was now as dead as the army he had once commanded.

And yet now he was contemplating going back, standing on the shore of some French beach as yet unspoiled by man, and simply watching the waves as they washed into the shore. He thought about smelling the crisp salt air as he remembered past glories, and envisioned new ones yet to come.

It would be a place where the world he had known and the one he was still discovering could for a moment merge into one, and he could finally see where his new path would lead.