Post by Joey on Jun 2, 2017 17:15:11 GMT -5
Friday.
So many people look forward to the weekend. They may plans. They buy things. They act as if this weekend will be better than any weekend ever. At the end of the day its just another day. It will end like any other day, in disappointment.
The scene is an empty arena. Just an old empty ring, dust everywhere, its been ages since anyone has been in here. This is the ring where Legion died. Shadow bought the ring, the seats, everything from that venue that day and moved it here. Kept it as a monument. A mosoleum of sorts. And like all before him and all yet to come. Legion too was forgotten. I was one of his priests and god that feels like a million years ago in some other life. Now all these years later I finally come to pay my respect, and theres nothing to pay my respect too, just a memory and dust. It feels as if I was there too. Laying waste in dust and memories. Then one day I realized I still live. I been waiting for so long to pass on, that I forgot that I am still allowed to live. I've punished myself for so long, as if it were my fault that Legion died. My fault that SFT died? My fault Shadow died. My fault my family went to shit? For so long I have been owning it. Owning it all, taking responsbility for things that are not mine to own. But its not my fault.
The ropes in the ring have begun to sag. There are spiderwebs at the top of the arena, it must have been an old high school gym. Its too small to be any real venue. The red ropes and turrnbuckles bringing back time and memories. So many wrestlers so many names that I have seen come and go. And they are all forgotten. Never to be seen or heard from again. Time to turn off the porch light. I see Glenn Owen here, wearing the world title. Like something from another world, its good to see him. But he belongs here as much as I do these days. We are part of the forgotten. We should have stayed that way. And he likes to quote Shadow. Well Shadow had many things he said, remember how he used to say we were eternal? Well we aren't. He liked to fashion himself something more than his sum. But guess what Glenn, he was just a man. And all his fairy tales, his stories, his saying, all of that didnt save him. He read, he felt, he became. And in the end that cancer ate him away, he was a walking skeleton. And you Glenn you werent there, you didnt get to see. But we did. And once seen, it cant be unseen.
Redd jumps into the ring. Dust floats up like tiny flies flying off. And the dust just floats there around him, eerily beautiful in its own way.
“We should of stayed forgotten. Would of been better that way, dont you think? At least we would of known that we couldnt function without Shadow around. And Legion, well I am sure he is burning in hell, after all priests who forget god and marry a woman and has a child, they end up in hell right? Where else does a man like that belong? Heaven? Hahaha, Legion would of never allowed such a thing. He waged a war on god and lost, he lost before he ever began. Shadow did too, and so did I, I am just barely realizing it now.”
As for my opponent Jackson Kent. You are new, at least when compared to men who have been here decades. And this place gets into your blood, like a virus, like the flu you cant ever shake and it becomes the end of you, you cease to exist and become part of this place and even if you leave it'll always be in you.
I pity you.
Fade to Darkness
So many people look forward to the weekend. They may plans. They buy things. They act as if this weekend will be better than any weekend ever. At the end of the day its just another day. It will end like any other day, in disappointment.
The scene is an empty arena. Just an old empty ring, dust everywhere, its been ages since anyone has been in here. This is the ring where Legion died. Shadow bought the ring, the seats, everything from that venue that day and moved it here. Kept it as a monument. A mosoleum of sorts. And like all before him and all yet to come. Legion too was forgotten. I was one of his priests and god that feels like a million years ago in some other life. Now all these years later I finally come to pay my respect, and theres nothing to pay my respect too, just a memory and dust. It feels as if I was there too. Laying waste in dust and memories. Then one day I realized I still live. I been waiting for so long to pass on, that I forgot that I am still allowed to live. I've punished myself for so long, as if it were my fault that Legion died. My fault that SFT died? My fault Shadow died. My fault my family went to shit? For so long I have been owning it. Owning it all, taking responsbility for things that are not mine to own. But its not my fault.
The ropes in the ring have begun to sag. There are spiderwebs at the top of the arena, it must have been an old high school gym. Its too small to be any real venue. The red ropes and turrnbuckles bringing back time and memories. So many wrestlers so many names that I have seen come and go. And they are all forgotten. Never to be seen or heard from again. Time to turn off the porch light. I see Glenn Owen here, wearing the world title. Like something from another world, its good to see him. But he belongs here as much as I do these days. We are part of the forgotten. We should have stayed that way. And he likes to quote Shadow. Well Shadow had many things he said, remember how he used to say we were eternal? Well we aren't. He liked to fashion himself something more than his sum. But guess what Glenn, he was just a man. And all his fairy tales, his stories, his saying, all of that didnt save him. He read, he felt, he became. And in the end that cancer ate him away, he was a walking skeleton. And you Glenn you werent there, you didnt get to see. But we did. And once seen, it cant be unseen.
Redd jumps into the ring. Dust floats up like tiny flies flying off. And the dust just floats there around him, eerily beautiful in its own way.
“We should of stayed forgotten. Would of been better that way, dont you think? At least we would of known that we couldnt function without Shadow around. And Legion, well I am sure he is burning in hell, after all priests who forget god and marry a woman and has a child, they end up in hell right? Where else does a man like that belong? Heaven? Hahaha, Legion would of never allowed such a thing. He waged a war on god and lost, he lost before he ever began. Shadow did too, and so did I, I am just barely realizing it now.”
As for my opponent Jackson Kent. You are new, at least when compared to men who have been here decades. And this place gets into your blood, like a virus, like the flu you cant ever shake and it becomes the end of you, you cease to exist and become part of this place and even if you leave it'll always be in you.
I pity you.
Fade to Darkness
