Dreamscapes

You know it always happens when you least expect it and it all seems to happen at once like someone stirring the shit pot but gets a little carried away and knocks it over letting it sludgy content splatter everywhere. Yeah that seems to be my life one thing after another; My names Lazarus I am 13 and 2 months old and I seem to think about these things quite often. Abruptly interrupted my mother bellowing from the other room Lazarus you spoiled child come and pick up your shoes from the hall I sigh in disdain wondering why I should . I sigh and get up from my bed why am I so frustrated it's not like I am trying to be ill mannered all the time. I go down stairs looking thru the hall as ago looking thru my sisters door seeing her braid baskets for herbs I speak to her hey what does Noelle want she shakes her head why do you insist on calling mother that I looked at her trying to refrain from rolling my eyes because that's her name why else I shake my head and turn to head down stairs ignoring my sisters scolding any further I head into the kitchen where mother was cooking rice and stew back turned to me I look he up and down from her dark long wavy hair down her back and her olive sun-kissed skin from picking crops in the fields age creeping up her arms and back showing how old she is becoming she speaks up child are you going to sit there staring or come over so you can get your shoes I picked up I come forward yes I have come for them I look around to find the she chuckled and points beside the brick oven there child I go to get the as I do she stops me turning to me I am going to send you into town to help your brother sell crops maybe you can sell that truck you do where you read peoples palms I roll my eyes yes ma'am and she Pushes me you the door shoes in hand putting a few carrots on top closing the door I sigh and put the carrots hanging out my mouth as I put my shoes on my dark wavy hair bouncing of my face and shoulders as I do and get up eating one carrot saving the other for my brother Jonathan as I walk down the street of the town I watch the streets get crowded as I reach the market place figured I say I go to find Jonathan wiggling my way thru people as I finally see him I bump into a boy about my age his green eyes sparkle like emeralds in shock I dust off my clothes and stare at him his fair skin and golden long hair making him stick out amongst the crowd a foreigner I grin to my self I can charge him double my rate I bend down stretching my hand out speaking in the sweetest voice I can oh I am so sorry I didn't see you tell you what come on over here I point to the very tiny booth beside the crop stall I will discount my services for you he grabs my arm pulling himself up dusting off and a wide grin spreads across his face what kind of services do you provide miss I laugh and spread his hand open flat I can tell you a Glimpse of your future of course he looks at me eyes as big as the moon I have heard of this but haven't see in first hand I drag him over to the booth and pull out a old wooden box with sand as white as the moon and take his hand and rub it in it looking at him who is confused it's to clean the impurities he looks up happily nodding I put the box away and look at him ok now clench the sand in your hand he follows my instructions and does and I open his hand letting the sand spill out and fall to the table and wiping his hand of sand I look downy tracing veins and palm lines and close my eyes as I do I pure warm feeling washed over me like a suns golden rays I watch children dance in the background and see lush green trees and lands I speak with eyes still closed you have had a happy childhood in foreign lands surrounded by loved ones I keep watching as a blonde woman lays in bed sickly and an older boy clutches her hand the image dissipates into air and a new image appears of a dark hair wavy haired woman working in a restaurant and a golden haired man dragging her away and suddenly a fast rapid scene of a journey begins to play before my eyes and stops at the man dead in her arms I open my eyes his green eyes excitedly meeting mine and I speak and I see a long journey before you where you meet a beautiful woman he explodes in joy saying I knew it I knew it as he does I look at him now for your total I grin you owe me 2000 septra he looks at me that's a lot he argues I look at him yes my services are unique and they are usually 4000 septra he looks at me and nods oh I get it and grins and hands it to me and bounds off thank you miss I will never forget your kindness I chuckle as my brother comes over Lazarus you know sometimes you are to cruel to the foreigners I chuckle but they put the food on our table I say watching his golden hair wave in the wind as he runs from us .