The 7 Words of Creation. Book 1. Meckron Seraph

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      "But it takes time," the waitress said.

      "The time is the only thing we have today…" Josh could push the words from his lips. "Maybe tomorrow we could thrash some wooden house together and name it "The Time"."

      Joshua`s dad laughed out loud and nodded approvingly over the humor of his son.

      Josh didn`t. He was dazzled – over-whelmed.

      They had their sodas and dinner, but Josh couldn`t concentrate on those things.

      On the way home, staring at the watch, Josh couldn`t make up a thought. He seemed to be out of time himself. What in the Big Ben`s name had happened?

      Suddenly the car passed by them, shooting him right in the eye with the rays of enlightenment.

      "Just like in that movie!" Josh had a revelation, remembering the old movie about the time machine, where the headlights of a car blinded the main character.

      "That can`t be…" Josh thought, but loudly it sounded: "Dad, what time is it?"

      "It`s… oh, look – 1 min to 19.00. And I have to be on a ship by 21.00."

      The time on the pocket-watch was 17.03. It was one minute ahead from last time they checked it!

      Josh`s thoughts flew as fast as the amazement that filled his eyes with tears. Did that watch take him back in time in the coffee shop? Did that little thing gave him an extra minute with his father? How? Will it do that again? What about the girl at the coffee shop? And who the heaven is Eldren?

      On the late evening of that swift Sunday, the dancing shadows of the branches were smoothly reflected from their home window that were dividing the light and the dark. Josh was sitting at his desk. The homework was sitting on the corner of the dark-brown table. But Josh admired the golden old watch.

      Suddenly!

      He winced on his chair. Something hit the window. He didn`t move, thinking what was that sound?, still not realizing it was the window.

      Again!

      This time it was louder and clearer, behind him, across the room. Josh slowly turned to look at the squared modern window, squeezing the watch in his left hand. Only all-knowing silence followed, emerged by the wind in the evening darkness.

      Joshua slowly approached the window, hoping the sound will not return. It didn`t.

      He looked out the window.

      There was an old man, looking like a hobo, with a shopping cart in his hands, full of time-forgotten junk.

      Josh opened the window.

      "Hey boy!" the old man screamed in whispers. "Come down."

      Joshua didn`t answer. He had no intention to go outside, so he started to close the window, hadn`t he heard the madman`s words of whisper.

      "I know who`s watch it is!"

      Josh hesitated.

      Wether or not to go outside. Something thrived him. He hesitated again, whether or not to bring the watch with him, while sneaking outside to meet the stranger. It was solely important to him – the origin of that watch. It had become an obsession. Can the old man really explain what happened at the coffee shop?

      The man in the old worn clothes waited by the bushes, behind the chestnut tree. They both looked at each-other without a word. Josh slowly spread the words, opening the palm where the mysterious watch was timelessly resting:

      "You said you know who`s watch it is?" asked Josh

      The old man looked at it with a weird grin, like watching a chest of treasure.

      "Is it yours?" Josh continued when there was no answer.

      "It is God`s!" the old man snapped at him, lashed his hand through the air without moving his gaze from the watch.

      "God`s?" Joshua repeated. "Are you saying I should bring the watch to preacher John?"

      The old hobo grunted in his tall jacket, full of holes, and with a smell of liquor he said:

      "There is no watch, boy!"

      Joshua couldn`t move. "There is no watch?"

      The old man grunted again and said: "You think it`s a watch you`re holding there? It`s not. I can tell you about the Watch and how to use it," the old man suggested.

      "To use it? It doesn`t even tell the right time."

      "There is no time, boy!" the old man said even louder and continued:

      "I`ll tell you what you must do, but you must do exactly like I tell you to. There`s a button on the left. Pull it one notch and then turn it back fast to 1.01 p.m today. It`s two hours behind, right? Then say the pass-key I will give you it, if you agree. I`ll be behind the bushes, by the bench, at the time you found it. Then tell me the numbers 2,8,17,28,33,34. Got it?"

      "Why?" Asked Josh

      "Just do it, boy! Questions later."

      "Why?" Josh asked again.

      "Because only then I will tell you about the watch, that`s why," the old hobo was growing impatient.

      "Tell me now and I will give you the watch and you can do it yourself," Joshua said.

      "For sure!" the man laughed. "I`m gonna go and tell myself some numbers in the park, that will work…"

      The hobo raised his hand and pointed a finger towards the watch and looked at Josh:

      "Look, boy. I need your help, get it?"

      It seemed the old man was trying to act nicely for the sake of his plan when he explained:

      "Only you can use it now – IF you know the secret password. You can do wonders with that thing. It`s the Holy Grail. It takes different forms in time, appearing as a golden fish or the lamp where a genie pops out or the well where you toss a coin to make a wish or a Goblet of Youth. These stories are all true. This thing has been here since the beginning of time. It is one of the Words of Creation, the legend says. The God created the world with Seven Days – with the Seven Words of Creation. It`s Sunday you`re holding there. The day the God admired His all creation. You can move inside the Creation with that thing or change it, if you will. Whatever you want – you can have it. But first you must do what I said. Then I will tell you more."

      "Those are lottery numbers, aren`t they?" Joshua asked.

      "Yes. But I spent a fortune finding information about the thing. So I deserve it. It`s fate, you see? I`ve waited for 3 years behind that bench for someone to find IT."

      "Why didn`t you get it for yourself?"

      "I can`t, you see? THEY know me. THEY don`t know you. I will tell you the pass-key and you can use it."

      "The pass-key?" Joshua was looking at the sun-golden watch, thinking he already used it once, without knowing anything about the pass-key. "Who are THEY?"

      “No time for Jeopardy, boy! Will you do it or not?”

      Joshua СКАЧАТЬ