“….show me the glint of light on broken glass.” Anton Chekhov
Sliding along the edge of the building, making sure she kept to the shadows, Grace inched her way to the metal door to her right. Just a few more feet and she would be inside. Feeling for the doorknob, she grasped it in her hand and slowly turned it. With a slight push of her butt Grace pushed the door open just enough to slide into the room and then quietly closed it behind her.
Taking a moment she scanned the darkened room, looking for any movement that didn’t belong. Sensing no other presence, Grace began to walk through the room, searching for the portal that would take her home. She just couldn’t take another day in this country, this land that used to be the home of the free, a place to make your dreams come true. It was now a baron land, filled with hate and greed, led by a narcistic man fueled by the need to control, ruling with an iron fist.
Grace was sent to this country as an ambassador of peace between her species and the humans of the Earth. They had chosen the United States because of the possibilities and hope it had offered all who lived there. So taking on the likeness of the humans, she brought with her a group of twenty four souls and incorporated their life with those of the planet Earth. They lived in peace for many years, working together, inter marrying and living life as one people.. until the evil one took power.
One by one, they were hunted down and destroyed, until there was just one.. Grace was the last of her species and she had to leave before it was to late. Finding the building the portal was in was a long and arduous journey, but after many long days and even longer nights, she found what she was looking for. .. the portal home.
The object itself was a full length, free standing oval mirror, with an antique wooden frame. Taking out her flashlight and keeping it low, she scanned the room until she found what she was searching for. Quickly moving towards the mirror, Graces heart started beating rapidly, knowing she was almost there, only to be stopped dead in her tracts by the sight before her. Looking down at her feet lay the glass from the mirror, shattered.. How can this be? she cried out in her mind. No..no.. no! Dropping to her knees, she reached out in front of her and picked up a large peace of glass. Hanging her head, she did her best to stifle the sob that was burning in her chest. No! This can’t be. I’m going home. I’ve come too far and I will not give up!
Gathering together her courage and her resolve, Grace began the arduous task of putting the mirror back together, piece by piece. Working as quickly and carefully as possible, she completed her task, praying the whole time it would still contain the power to send her home. Standing in front of the mirror, she viewed the fractured image of herself, and silently cried for all that was lost. Knowing she was rapidly running out of time, she called upon the light that she carried inside her to flow through her hands, in turn activating the energy of the glass to open the portal. Nothing… Taking a deep breath, she tried again. Once again nothing happened. Then she remembered, she needed the power of the others, she couldn’t do it alone. Filled with despair, she dropped to the floor and allowed her grief to wash over her, but only for a moment. Feeling a stir in the air around her, Grace began to notice the energy of her lost race surround her. One by one, joining together to create a stronger, more powerful energy. A light began to form in the broken glass and it grew until each piece glowed a brilliant white.
Graces mind was filled with the voices of her lost brethren, speaking to her in the voice of one. ” Go home our sister and rest. You have fought the good fight. Re- build your strength, for you will be called upon to return to this planet and fight once more, bringing with you an army of many. And together, with those of this earth, you shall lead mankind into victory. Winning over the evil that is spreading its poison. Love will over come, defeating the Evil one, and peace, acceptance, joy and oneness will become the way of life. Go now sister, you are out of time”
No sooner were the words spoken, the metal door came crashing down, and the pounding of heavy boots echoed through the empty room. Wasting no more time, Grace leapt to her feet and jumped through the mirror, saftley making it to the other side. Making sure she couldn’t be followed she destroyed the portal from her side, and then proceeded to drop to ground in sheer exhaustion and pure relief.
Grace knew she would return, there was still many battles to be won before the war was through. But she had faith in the humans, especially those who lived in America, and that thought made her smile. The women in particular were especially strong leaders, and quite frankly a force to be wreckened with. She looked forward to the return trip and the renewed fight. But for now, a bit of a rest was in order, for tomorrow was another day.