New short story

Before me it stood, gleaming like the fires of a thousand meteors, blue-green and piercing against a darkened sky. The wings upon its back were a canopy, shading me and much of the land from the light of the full moon. In the darkness I saw that the color I beheld emanated from lights swimming about its frame. They were a sickly blue hue, shining out from beneath the pale green skin of the thing. These lights appeared to be in the form of filaments, as thick as a man, all squirming about beneath their enclosing membrane as if ready to escape their prison at any moment. Amidst the highest clouds I could make out a face, if a face it can be called. It was like the surface of a volcanic wasteland. I could discern in the darkness and amid the writhing blue lights, a sort of hardened crust that covered most of the “face”. This crust was not transparent as the rest of the exterior was, but opaque, with pits and cracks and half-detached xenoliths spilling off of the higher ridges. Scattered about this monstrous landscape were deeper pits that seemed to contain a sort of bright green magma. The viscous fluid inside bubbled and boiled and spat outward; evidence of terrible happenings beneath the surface. There were two of such magma pits that were much larger than the rest, set on either side of the wasted heap. These appeared as the smaller ones, except that each held a semi-spherical orb that seemed to float fixed in relative space inside the perimeter. The green magma in their respective pits splashed up onto the orbs repeatedly, coating them in apparently necessary lubrication. Below these two occupied pits were hundreds of dangling, rubbery columns, each the size of a great redwood tree. These columns tapered to a point and contained more of the blue wiggling filaments. Though the landscape of the scene I beheld reminded me of the surface of an alien planet, and was beyond imagining in size, it struck me with the most bitter panic as it truly resembled a set of eyes on a giant scarred head. Worst of all, the eyes were looking at me! As I stared, affixed to my position with the deepest dread, I saw two large articulated appendages extend from the shadows below the head of the thing. Like those of a mantis, these appendages folded outward with spines and spikes covering every surface, but with the general shape of a knife blade. As I stared, the arms extended further until the points of the end most section were mere feet from my face. Suddenly from the tips of each arm emerged a blue filament. Each filament then slowly narrowed its diameter until the tips were needle sharp. After a pause, these sharpened filaments rushed forward, directly toward my face. A filament pierced my skull above each eye, and I knew my life was over. But it was not. I realized shortly that I was not dead, nor in any pain. While I could clearly see two blue filaments piercing my skull above, there was no sign of injury. No blood, no pain or change of mind. It was as if whatever material the thing was composed of did not directly interact with my body, and each passed through the other freely. I decided to test this by reaching up and waving my hand through the filaments. Before I could act however, I was completely overtaken by a foreign thought:
“STOP. BE STILL. I AM GOING TO SHOW YOU THE WORLD.”
And then it began. I do not know what exactly happened next, but I was indeed shown the world. I was shown everything, everything EVER, on every scale of every dimension including time. My mind felt like it was being electrocuted with knowledge. My infant brain would have likely exploded from the activity were it not being nurtured by the presence of the alien visitor. I was shown it all, but in the end I was not able to take anything from it other than the satisfaction of knowing that it happened. I felt as though I had awakened from a dream. The memory of the event faded fast into a murmur. I realized after a short time that my visitor had gone, but as I looked at the pale moon I saw a giant silhouette pass in front and could make out the faintest flicker of blue light trailing off into the stars. With nothing else to do, I returned to my camp fire where my companions had waited, oblivious to my recent experience and sat. I knew that night I would dream of the world beyond.

Back to the Desert, Again!

Well, the time has come.  I must once again leave my home and my family to go save tortoises in the Mojave.  I am sad to have to leave, but at the same time there is a sense of adventure that is awoken in me that says I must go.  Adventure is the name of the game in the desert, and hopefully this time I will bring back even more awesome things!  I hope while I am there that some of my good buddies will be able to visit me.  I really want all of you to be able to see this place that I have been living in!  It truly is another world.  I’m going to miss you all very badly while I am away, but this journey is a means to an end, and my end is here at home, where I belong.  With that said, check this site regularly for more updates about desert life.  I will keep you posted.  Take it easy, NC!

The resurrection is at hand…

So I have finally decided to get this website up and running again.  It has been over 2 years since I have touched it.  I am getting really disappointed with Facebook and Reddit, my only other means of sharing with the world, so this site needs some fresh new awesome content, all clutter-free!  I want duroo.org to be somewhere to share art, writing, music, and videos that I have gathered in the past couple of years.  Keep checking back as new stuff will be added regularly!