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‘Cassandra or Kassandra (Ancient Greek: ?????????, pronounced [kassándra], also ????????), (sometimes referred to as Alexandra),[1] was a Trojan priestess of Apollo in Greek mythology cursed to utter true prophecies, but never to be believed. In modern usage her name is employed as a rhetorical device to indicate someone whose accurate prophecies are not believed.’ – Wikipedia


The look between us which occurred on LSD can never be undone, for I will always remember that moment vividly. In memory this event will always signify the wedge forever drawn between us. We will never see the same page. He is the flying monkey. I am the scapegoat.


A boy, rendered a man by time indifferent, laid flat upon his stomach on a hard surface, his body immobilised by invisible force.

 Another excruciating moment and he was granted the opportunity to speak. A dormant sign of life flickered in his dull eyes.

 He weakly took hold of the moment and despite all his apathy began: "I know not what to say. Already past was the day."

 The man had the unmistakable feeling that he was being watched. He slowly tilted his head to its side so that he could lift his lifeless eyes and look above.

 A huge, dark spectre loomed maliciously overhead. It looked as if it had crept magnified from the base of his own spine, like the shadow above a lamp in a dimly lit room.

 Somewhere within that grotesque mix of dark misery and bare teeth, the grim spectre seemed to clear its throat. "Now you know I'm here, yet nothing has changed." A look of painful recognition appeared in the poor man's decrepit features.

 "I know why you've come, and I have no one but myself to blame, " uttered the defeated man. He let himself fall back onto the cold, hard ground and breathed a soft sigh of relief. "I was scared but now I do not mind so much."

 The shadow formed its evil grin. "I too was once banished, but now we will vanish. It matters no more." The once boyish man did not respond. He was thin and grey. That flicker of life had long subsided. He had laid in his grave.

Submitted: March 16, 2021

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