Weird, Really Weird

THE UNKNOWN 

 

'There you are. Come out! I see your long Titian hair fluttering every time the wind blows.' She never answers, never holds back her hair in a net of any kind. I hit the small fancy gold bucket Khana gave me to lure our enemies into the yellow grass. My cloven feet move slowly, carefully thru the grass that barely covers my naked head. The fluttering Titian's hair braids itself into a long snake and wriggles itself towards me like the Mighty Side- winder, barely disturbing the grass. What has happened to the one of the red hair? Has she melted? Is she now as bald as I?

 

Khana slinks thru the yellow grass, now tinged with red on the edges. Surely the red is from the red haired one who is there to lay her eggs in this, the darkest blue of all caves. Tecumsha is the princess and mistress of the cave and, it is said, slays all interlopers who have more than one eye. They are tasty. The bones of her meal are laid in the cold rippling stream that never ceases running to an endless end. Two baby lizards crack their shells, squirm free. Their eyes are too big. They stare at nothing until Khana's golden bucket sounds. It frightens them enough that they slide into the cold water that turns one green and the other a bright pumpkin orange. They each prefer the other's color and fight, hiss, eat each other until nothing is left except orange and green stones in the water.

 

Whirr, Whirr, the rusty noise is shattering. Khana and Tecumsha take turns sounding the gold bucket. The two Bilohs that survived the leaking moon dust and sharp metal traps plod thru the deserted yellow grass. The still whirring wheels inhale the bleached bones, the heavenly aroma of Khana's golden bed. The baby snakes spit out orange and green gases..

 

'It is time', Tecumsha announces to all who have gathered, ' Follow Khana, ask no questions and you will be rewarded handsomely.' The blue, the green, orange white, gold, strange assortment moves as one. They are encased in a transparent bubble. Khana pushes it with her feet to the edge of a mountain and it tumbles down, down, for endless time. It bursts and all the colors rise to the sky, make an arc that will remain forever. Khana and Tecumsha smile. Their mission is complete. The world has its rainbow.

 

The two leaders fill the little gold pot with coins and bury it at the end of the rainbow.' Go look for it. You may be the lucky one to find it some day.'