The Storyteller - Chapter 11

The Storyteller

 A Novel 

By Paul McCann

Chapter 11

 

The Songbird  

 

He was sitting by the lagoon and the afternoon was fading into a long twilight of the summer . Coloured clouds were splattered against a fading blue sky and the soft sunlight shone upon his face .

He could hear the song of the birds making their last sound for the day .

A small multicoloured bird flew down and sat there beside him . The bird sang the sweetest song and was not afraid at all to be there in that place with the storyteller who was gifted with telepathy and could speak to animals and birds .

“Hello there my fine feathered friend you know there once was a time when all the birds of the sky came down to rested on the shoulders of humans but that was in the days before the end of the innocence.”

The little bird flew up and rested on his shoulders and said .

“ What happened to the innocence ?”

 “It was stolen by those who abused it for their own pleasure “

He replied and the little bird replied .

“Will it ever return ?“

“Once its gone, its gone and it can’t comeback in this world as the damage has been done I’m sorry to say “

Said the storyteller and the little bird started to sing its sweet song .

“ That’s a beautiful song you have there my fine feathered friend . Has it got any words ?”

“ No, its only got a melody. Can you tell me more about the time before innocence came to an end  “

The bird replied .

“Why sure that’s my job .“

Said he and the little bird replied

What job is that ?

‘I’m a storyteller and tell me little bird have you got a job ?

The little bird replied

“Of course . I’m a songbird . You can join in or just listen , It’s up to you “

At that moment the little bird started to whistle and the storyteller joined in singing a song with words he made up in his head .

“I wish I was a little bird , just because I heard the word of an innocence of a world that’s passed us by . Off I’d fly into the sky to a place I call my own to find a home before the new day has begun . Everything is lost and found but it’s so hard to hear the sound of a little bird that’s as innocent as can be . We own nothing here and no one cares for what is ours is also there’s as long as we live together peacefully

As long as we can sing , my little bird and me , we’ve found a melody in harmony with life and love and best of all its free . I’m free as a bird ,  I am not trapped in a cage by man. Free as a bird  to be singing happily . Little birds like you and I we can see the twilight sky . Seasons come and seasons go with harvests to reap  Every now and then I’ve heard it said  in thoughts running through my head that life is our’s    to keep forever . “

The song came to an end and the little bird asked ,

“Storyteller can you tell me more about the world when there was innocence .“

At that moment the gold medallion around his neck began to glow which was an indication that an opening between two dimensions was about to happen .

“Come with me little bird and I will show you another time and another place where innocence still remains “

The storyteller lifted the bird from his shoulder and gently placed it there inside the deep pocket of his coat . At that moment an  enchanting lady approached from the lagoon . She beckoned to him ,

“Storyteller the doorway between our worlds is about to open . Go now to the light “

A pillar of light descended from the sky and a doorway began to open . A tall man appeared at the entrance to the fourth dimension . A  light was glowing all around him . He waved to the storyteller and then urged the storyteller to come inside .

He quickly made his way over and stepped through the time portal .

Immediately he went through the door he was greeted by a small group of people who were standing a garden filled with flowers and shrubs . The scent of perfume was everywhere and all kinds of fruit were growing on the trees .    

All of the  beings there spoke with telepathy and one after the other they all in turn welcomed the Storyteller diving him a friendly hug . They proceeded to ask questions about how things were going on the other side in the third dimension .

The storyteller took the songbird from his coat pocket and the little bird made the  sweetest sound . Everyone who was present there were amazed at the little bird’s melody .

“There are no birds here in the fourth dimension . This is the first time we have ever had a bird here.”

“This is a songbird and his job is to sing songs to nature . He has never seen an innocence like this before and if its ok with you can he go and explore a little before  its time for us to return to the third dimension .”

“ We’re happy to have him here , be free and fly little bird . When you see a pillar of light come down from the sky . That is when you’ll know it’s time to return .“

The little bird sang sweetly and asked ,

“Is this a world of innocence ?”

One of the group responded .

“Yes , in this dimension everyone is innocent . Only thoughts of peace and love exist here in this place where time has no beginning or end . There is only the eternal continuum which can never change because it is part of a great love, we have all been given . In this life there is only pure innocence and nothing else . Go now explore before you have to return “

The little bird flew away and the group spoke to the storyteller  .

“Welcome back Storyteller we have asked you here because there is a mission, we need you to complete in the third dimension. We need your help to plant some seeds around your country. These flowers and trees will introduce a power that exists in this dimension. From eternity it will bring a new phase of energy to bring about a period of change in the first development of peace  on your planet .Essentially, we hope to introduce further species on plant life that will continue other developments that will enhance life on your planet ”.

The Storyteller started to smile and then giggle before speaking ,

“Now I know why I brought that little songbird with me , it all makes sense . Why not use the birds to plant the seeds for you .They could do a much better job that me “

One of the group answered .

 

“That’s a brilliant idea . As we have no birds here in the fourth dimension, we never thought about that. It would be much quicker as well . Ok let’s get started . “

After they handed a sack of seeds to the storyteller a pillar of light descended from the sky . Immediately the little bird returned and landed on the storytellers shoulder .

 

“Come on little bird time for us to return . There is a big job for us to do and we’ll need all of your friends to help .“

The little bird started singing and they walked into the pillar of light and then through the doorway between the two worlds .

Back in the third dimension it was still twilight and the sun was setting somewhere beyond the lagoon and it was then and there that the storyteller started to tell the little bird what needed to be done when the new day begun   .

 

End chapter 11

 

The Storyteller

Link to chaper 12

https://www.abctales.com/story/mcscraic/storyteller-chapter-12

 

By Paul McCann