Tzoli's Red Leather Journal

Sycaday, 2nd Day of the Beginning of Darkfall

Today I was cleening the rooms in the Duke's Bounty ware I work. I was scrubbing the floors behind the bar and I fond a bottal of my mum's wine. Kita Researve. I notissed fer the first time that the bottal had the same simbal on it as me. The Litning Lizard. It ramindid me of the storee my grammee told me abot the lizard.

In the sky, lives a lizard who lives with the clouds. He is one of Balor's childrin, or mebbe, he is part of Balor himself. He has a spear in his hand and in his hart. In his belee is anger. He is angry becuz he is sad and lonlee. Inside of him ther is rage that nuthing can controll.

Sumtimes, the lizard can do nuthin as it watchis evarything frum the sky. It watchis peepul ignor the Gods, ignor Fate, ignor Faith, ignor Tradishin. It watchis peepul be week and petty. It watchis peepul be arrogint and greedy and it makes his rage boil in his belee.

The rage turns and turns.

The rage bubbals and bubbals.

The rage grows and grows.

Wen the rage gets so big the belee of the lizard is abot to burst, he opins his mouth and screems the screem of death. He screems and lightning shoots down to the earth and kills the object of his rage. No one can see this lightning. It puts anger and rage into one of his chosin ones. It lights ther hart up with all the feelings of the lizard. They can not controll the rage becuz mortals can onl have so much emoshin in them befer they burst with it.

Theez peepul who are touched by the lightning of the lizard are His lightning bearars. They are blindid by the lightning, by the rage and angar. They are instruments of the Lizard in the sky. Wen the lightning frum the bellee of the lizard hits them, they must act. They must carree out the rage inside of them. They are touched with passhin so deep, nuthing can touch them, nuthing can turn them ekcept fer the Lizard's spear. A silver arrow in the hart.

They do wat the Lizard wills of them. They carree out his rage on the peepul of Aagos who have angared him. They carree out the will on the greedy, the arrogint, the faithliss, the fateliss, the petty and the week. They carree out the anger of the lizard so He duz not burst with it.

If the lizard fills up and bursts with the rage in him, it will rain down on all of the world and burn it up. The lightning will set the world into fire that can not be seen. Rage is not ment fer evaryone. Blindniss can not be on evaryone or the world will kill itself with it.

The Lizard choosis his peepul and they become His angar so the world duz not burn up with it. Howevar, eech persin he choosis, duz burn up with his angar aftar a time. They are not long fer the land, but they live it well and fast and with a gratar pashin then anaothar can evar no.

I wondar if I am a lightning bearar.

Posted by Tzoli at June 16, 2005 08:31 AM