UNItopia News: Brett Smalltalk, Gruppe Gedichte, Artikel 492

Titel: Sandman
Artikel: 492                                           Bezug: 0
Verfasser: Imp                                         Datum: 13.11.01 23:09:54
Ein Kampf zwischen einem Daemon der Hoelle, Choronzon, und dem "Lord of

Choronzon: Sss. Sso. As the challenged, I choose the battlefield. I assert

   [Szenenwechsel: Eine duestere Bar mit Buehne, Daemonen an den Tischen]

C: Sss. WELCOME, Ladies4n4Gennelmen, to another THRILL - PACKED evening of
   I am your host, Choronzon, High Duke of the Eighth Circle, Captain
   of the Horde of Lord Beelzebub.
   TONIGHT, for your ENTERTAINMENT and - sss - delectation... a formal
   As the CHALLENGED, I set the meter and take first move.
   And the challenger is DREAM, once the master of the Realm of Sleep...
   Sss let4s have a BIG HAND for MISTER SANDMAN!

Dream: . o O ( It has been long since I was forced to play such games with
   I rise slowly, approach the stage.
   Around me a soft susurrus of sound, and a languorous, ironic applaus.
   "He Hellfire Club" It feels like a bad joke.
   And like everything else in Hell, it is deadly serious. )

C: Ssso... You the the RULES, Dreamlord? If you WIN, I will return your
   If you LOOSE, you will SSSERVE as a plaything of Hell for ETERNITY.
   Our SLAVE.
   Very well. I have the first move..."
   I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal power.

D: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.
   . o O ( I smell spilt alcohol, stale smoke and cheap sex, perfume and
   And I feel the grass beneath my hooves, the flanks between my legs.
   All is real. Nothing is real. Choronzons4s move. )

C: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.

D: . o O ( There are many ways to loese the oldest game. Failure of herve,
   Being unable to shift into a defensive shape. Lack of imagination. )
   I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.

C: I am a snake, spider-devouring, poison-toothed.

D: I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy footed.
   . o O ( I feel the snake writhe beneath my hoof, its spine crushed. )

C: I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying.

D: . o O ( A change in direction, but still an old gambet. I think...
   I think I understand how Choronzon plays. How I can turn against him.
   I think I will abandon the offensive. )
   I am a world, space-floating, life nurturing.

C: I am a nova, all-exploding... planet-cremating.

D: I am the universe -- all things encompassing, all life embracing.

C: I am Anti-Life, the beast of judgment. I am the dark at the end of
   everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds..., of everything.

   Sss. And what will YOU be THEN, Dreamlord?

D: I am hope.

C: Oh. Then I am... sss. I... I... I don4t KNOW.

               taken from: "Sandman, Preludes & Nocturnes" Vertigo/DC Comics