Page 25 of The Gathering
Seer closed his eyes.Father, if it is your will for me to see. I am ready.
He placed his palm over the man’s heart and began searching. He drew in a slow, deep breath, relaxing into his trust of the divine process.
Movement caught Seer’s attention. A blooming sky-blue. It was warm.
He panned slowly left, searching for the source. Then he panned right. The feeling inside him grew into a new kind of awareness. A new kind of understanding. A different kind ofvision. A knowing without seeing, but not in the way he usually did. This was... an understanding of something else. Of something deeper and beyond human knowledge.
And yet… he was understanding whatever it was. But what he fathomed, he couldn’t name. Not with any part of his vocabulary.
The warmth bloomed more, circling his mind and suddenly settling gently onto it. His muscles braced. The heat turned up, becoming phenomenal, forming a band around his head. Gradually and gently, it began to tighten.
Seer’s pulse soared.
A shockwave punched the air from his lungs. Its power replaced his entire humanity, filling him with astonishing fullness.
“Do not touch him!” Zodak commanded, halting the stampede of footsteps rushing toward him. “This isnotmalevolence,” he whispered, voice trembling with awe.
Zodak could see what filled him. Even while Seer could not. Not the way he did. But he surely felt it. Billowing through him, showing him and yet not. Explaining everything without words. Without images.
It felt like it communed with hisDNA.
He suddenly realized it.
And it tore a sob from his chest.
The Creator of the Universe was dancing with him. Gracefully writing a love note on the backside of his mind and heart.
Then He carefully unraveled from his cells and gently laid Seer’s soul on the floor, pulling out of him.
A bone crushing longing for his true home tore another sob from him.Don’t go! God, don’t go!
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Bishop was in fucking agony. They all were. All needing to help their brother and not a one of them able to. They knew what he needed didn’t exist on this fallen Earth.
His heart crushing sobs finally dwindled down then took a sudden turn into chuckles. Bishop’s keen hearing picked up the numerous sighs of relief around him as he helped Seer to his feet who was now in full blown, howling laughter.
They all watched, tense and ready to catch him when he fell from whatever cliff he was fucking dangling from.
Seer hurried to Zodak and grabbed his shoulders. “Please tell me what you see, what you saw.”
Zodak looked right into his eyes, his face still etched with the trauma. “Light,” he whispered.
“What else,” he urged. Seer looked at Bishop. “You touched me, you saw something. What was it?”
Bishop shook his head at him. “I didn’t… recognize what it was.” He didn’t say divine, mostly because he wasn’t a thousand percent sure and didn’t want to blaspheme.
“What happened to you?” Nitro asked.
Seer held Bishop’s gaze, his arms slowly sliding off Zodak’s shoulders. “I was shown things about him. What he is. What he’s not. Why he is.” Every quiet confession was spoken directly to Bishop. “I was shown his connection to your son. Andto your wife. And toyou. And toeverybody,” he whispered, gaze filling with tears.
They all waited for the rest and Seer’s brows raised with the spread of his smile then that laughter. “And you all want to know what it is,” he said, placing his hands on Bishop’s shoulders now, red-rimmed blue eyes locked on him. “I know everything that needs to be known, brother. But was not given the words to speak it.”
That final part was spoken with astonished laughter.
“I was shown everything in a language that human tongues cannot speak,” he realized in shock and awe.
Wow.
