“Have you learned?” Alice’s voice drifted up to me.
I shook my head. She went back to the old man’s home to wait.
The old man said I had to strip everything away to learn, then ordered me to sit on the head of the lion, until I learned.
He told Alice, “He gets nothing. No food. No water. Nothing.”
The old man had said, “Sit”. So I sat. Through two sunsets, and two sunrises. At first, sitting on that giant bronze head hurt. But after a few hours everything went numb.
At moonrise on the third night, I learned. I heard the cats. I saw what they saw. The same for the birds, dogs, mice, rats, foxes, wolves and squirrels. I heard, and saw, everything.
At sunrise, an eagle landed on my shoulder. “Now, you understand,” It was my brothers, the eagles who helped me down.
This is part 22 in the continuing story I’m working on for Angela Goff’s Visual Dare. Please read the other entries in this week’s Visual Dare challenge.