“… show me the
glint of light on broken glass.” Anton Chekhov
Sliding along the edge of the
building, making sure she kept to the shadows, Grace inched her way to the
metal door to her right. Just a few more feet and she would be inside. Feeling
for the doorknob, she grasped it in her hand and slowly turned it.
With a slight push of her butt Grace pushed the door open just enough to
slide into the room and then quietly closed it behind her.
Taking a moment she scanned the
darkened room, looking for any movement that didn’t belong. Sensing no other
presence, Grace began to walk through the room, searching for the portal that
would take her home. She just couldn’t take another day in this country, this
land that used to be the home of the free, a place to make your dreams come
true. It was now a baron land, filled with hate and greed, led by a narcissistic
man fueled by the need to control, ruling with an iron fist.
Grace was sent to this country as an
ambassador of peace between her species and the humans of the Earth. They had
chosen the United States because of the possibilities and hope it had offered
all who lived there. So taking on the likeness of the humans, she brought with
her a group of twenty-four souls and incorporated their life with those of the
planet Earth. They lived in peace for many years, working together, inter
marrying and living life as one people ... until the evil one took power.
One by one, they were hunted down and
destroyed, until there was just one ... Grace was the last of her species and
she had to leave before it was too late. Finding the building the portal was in
was a long and arduous journey, but after many long days and even longer
nights, she found what she was looking for … the portal home.
The object itself was a full length, freestanding
oval mirror, with an antique wooden frame. Taking out her flashlight and
keeping it low, she scanned the room until she found what she was searching
for. Quickly moving towards the mirror, Graces heart started beating rapidly,
knowing she was almost there, only to be stopped dead in her tracts by the
sight before her. Looking down at her feet lay the glass from the mirror
shattered ... How can this
be? … she cried out in her mind. No ... no ... no! Dropping to her knees, she reached out in
front of her and picked up a large peace of glass. Hanging her head, she did
her best to stifle the sob that was burning in her chest. No! This can’t be. I’m going home. I’ve come
too far and I will not give up!
Gathering together her courage and
her resolve, Grace began the arduous task of putting the mirror back together, piece-by-piece.
Working as quickly and carefully as possible, she completed her task, praying
the whole time it would still contain the power to send her home. Standing in
front of the mirror, she viewed the fractured image of herself, and silently
cried for all that was lost. Knowing she was rapidly running out of time, she
called upon the light that she carried inside her to flow through her hands, in
turn activating the energy of the glass to open the portal. Nothing… Taking a
deep breath, she tried again. Once again nothing happened. Then she remembered,
she needed the power of the others, she couldn’t do it alone. Filled with
despair, she dropped to the floor and allowed her grief to wash over her, but
only for a moment. Feeling a stir in the air around her, Grace began to notice
the energy of her lost race surround her. One by one, joining together to
create a stronger, more powerful energy. A light began to form in the broken
glass and it grew until each piece glowed a brilliant white.
mind was filled with the
voices of her lost brethren, speaking to her in the voice of one. ”Go home our
sister and rest. You have fought the good fight. Rebuild your strength, for you
will be called upon to return to this planet and fight once more, bringing with
you an army of many. And together, with those of this earth, you shall lead
mankind into victory. Winning over the evil that is spreading its poison. Love
will over come, defeating the Evil one, and peace, acceptance, joy and oneness
will become the way of life. Go now sister, you are out of time.”
No sooner were the words spoken, the
metal door came crashing down, and the pounding of heavy boots echoed through
the empty room. Wasting no more time, Grace leapt to her feet and jumped
through the mirror, safely making it to the other side. Making sure she
couldn’t be followed she destroyed the portal from her side, and then proceeded
to drop to ground in sheer exhaustion and pure relief.
knew she would return, there were still many battles to be won before the war
was through. But she had faith in the humans, especially those who lived in
America, and that thought made her smile. The women in particular were
especially strong leaders, and quite frankly a force to be reckoned with. She
looked forward to the return trip and the renewed fight. But for now, a bit of
a rest was in order, for tomorrow was another day.