{"id":8707,"date":"2013-02-13T11:24:53","date_gmt":"2013-02-13T09:24:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8707"},"modified":"2013-02-18T23:06:07","modified_gmt":"2013-02-18T21:06:07","slug":"inceputul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8707","title":{"rendered":"\u00cenceputul"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right\">de C\u0103t\u0103lina Fometici<br \/>\nclick <a href=\"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8714\">here<\/a> for the English version<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\n&#8230; \u015ei timpul a \u00eenceput s\u0103 existe.<\/p>\n<p>\u00cenainte nu era timp, a zis ea. \u00cenainte era doar Eternitatea. Iar Eternitatea era blajin\u0103; era trandafirie \u015fi aurie, \u00een\u0163esat\u0103 de raze \u015fi lumin\u0103, un parfum f\u0103r\u0103 nume ce venea de pretutindeni \u015fi un c\u00e2ntec nesf\u00e2r\u015fit care plutea \u00een tot \u015fi \u00een toate.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p align=justify>\nAcum era \u00eentuneric. \u015ei era ceva \u00eentunecat \u015fi greu ag\u0103\u0163at de ea. De p\u0103rul ei de foc, prea greu pentru umerii ei fragili. Ascuns \u00een s\u00e2ngele ei, prea fierbinte pentru trupul ei de carne. O urma ca o umbr\u0103, o p\u00e2ndea de peste tot. Era moartea. Sf\u00e2r\u015fitul.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 va fi un Sf\u00e2r\u015fit, a zis ea, va fi \u015fi un \u00cenceput. Sau, a \u00eentrebat ea, duc\u00e2ndu-\u015fi m\u00e2na la frunte, \u00cenceputul a fost deja?&#8230; C\u00e2nd a fost \u00cenceputul?&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Amintindu-\u015fi de Eternitate, mintea ei se \u00eence\u0163o\u015fa, se \u00eentuneca la fel ca noaptea Negurossei, iar g\u00e2ndurile i se topeau \u00een cap.<\/p>\n<p>Ca \u015fi cum ar fi fost \u00eenv\u0103luit\u0103 de o ap\u0103 neagr\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Eu sunt Zei\u0163a. Titanida cu p\u0103rul de foc, a zis ea, cu glasul de tunet de alt\u0103dat\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>\u00centuneric. Cea\u0163\u0103. Pustiu.<\/p>\n<p>Ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 \u201ezei\u0163\u0103\u201d? a \u00eentrebat ea.<\/p>\n<p>I-a r\u0103spuns t\u0103cerea.<\/p>\n<p>Eu sunt Zei\u0163a. \u015ei \u00eenainte era Eternitatea&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Sf\u00e2r\u0219itul urmeaz\u0103 \u00cenceputului. \u00cenceputul a fost. C\u00e2nd? \u00cen Eternitate?<\/p>\n<p>C\u0103zu la p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi se deschise, f\u0103c\u00e2nd loc primului fiu al \u015earpelui de Jad s\u0103 ias\u0103 din ea. Puiul de dragon \u00eei sf\u00e2\u015fie p\u00e2ntecele, \u015fuier\u0103 puternic \u015fi disp\u0103ru \u00een noapte, f\u00e2lf\u00e2ind din aripile-i uria\u015fe cu solzi.<\/p>\n<p>S\u00e2ngele ei incandescent o ardea mocnit, sl\u0103bindu-i puterile. Puterea unei zei\u0163e \u00een trup muritor. Trup de carne. Va fi ucis\u0103 de propria putere, au spus Ei, va fi ars\u0103 de propriile fl\u0103c\u0103ri. Dar nu \u00eenainte de a-\u015fi vedea monstruoasele odrasle&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>S\u00e2ngele ei era ca metalul topit. P\u0103m\u00e2ntul sf\u00e2r\u00e2ia la atingerea lui.<\/p>\n<p>\u00cenceputul nu a fost \u00een Eternitate. Ea \u015fi Ceilal\u0163i erau una cu Eternitatea. F\u0103r\u0103 \u00eenceput \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u015fit.<\/p>\n<p>O durere de neimaginat o f\u0103cu s\u0103 geam\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 se chirceasc\u0103. Al doilea pui de dragon se ivi dintre coapsele ei, sc\u00e2nteind fosforescent de la s\u00e2ngele divin cu care era m\u00e2njit. \u00cel auzi str\u0103nut\u00e2nd la contactul cu aerul. \u00cel sim\u0163i t\u00e2r\u00e2ndu-se gr\u0103bit afar\u0103 din ea; \u015fi-l imagin\u0103 privind mirat \u00een jur. Nu-l vedea; \u00eenchisese ochii de durere. Apoi auzi f\u00e2lf\u00e2itul de aripi &#8211; a zburat \u015fi el&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Dar dac\u0103 \u00een Eternitate totul este etern, a \u00eentrebat ea, de ce nu-mi pot aminti nimic? De ce nu-mi pot aminti nemurirea? Cum era acolo?<\/p>\n<p>Acolo?&#8230; Unde \u201eacolo\u201d? Era un loc?&#8230; Un spa\u0163iu?&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Unul c\u00e2te unul, fiii \u015earpelui de Jad ie\u015feau la iveal\u0103 din trupul zei\u0163ei damnate, iar s\u00e2ngele ei ca de metal topit se scurgea \u00eencet, aprinz\u00e2nd vegeta\u0163ia \u015fi \u00eensu\u015fi p\u0103m\u00e2ntul. Pietrele se topeau \u015fi se transformau \u00een lav\u0103. Din trupul zei\u0163ei curgea un r\u00e2u de foc.<\/p>\n<p>Acolo nu se \u00eent\u00e2mpla nimic. Acolo nu se afla nimic. Eternitatea a fost goal\u0103. Ea \u015fi Ceilal\u0163i&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>\u0162ip\u0103. Un cap prelung cu solzi. Un trup de \u015fop\u00e2rl\u0103, m\u00e2njit cu s\u00e2ngele ei. Un \u015fuier. Un f\u00e2lf\u00e2it de aripi. Lini\u015fte.<\/p>\n<p>Unde este \u201eacolo\u201d?<\/p>\n<p>Dar dac\u0103 nu-mi pot aminti nimic din Eternitate, a \u00eentrebat ea, oare e pentru c\u0103 nu s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat nimic memorabil?<\/p>\n<p>Da, a zis ea. Acolo nu s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat nimic memorabil. Atunci c\u00e2nd se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 ceva, apare Timpul, a\u015fa ca acum. Exist\u0103 un \u201eacolo\u201d, exist\u0103 un \u201eatunci\u201d. \u00cen Eternitate exist\u0103 doar Nemurirea, de care nu-\u015fi aminte\u015fte nimeni.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 nu-mi amintesc, a zis ea, \u00eenseamn\u0103 c\u0103 n-a existat. \u015ei atunci nici Ceilal\u0163i nu exist\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Url\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 mor acum? a \u00eentrebat ea.<\/p>\n<p>N-o s\u0103 moar\u0103 acum. Trebuie s\u0103-i nasc\u0103 pe to\u0163i. A\u015fa au hot\u0103r\u00e2t Ei.<\/p>\n<p>Cine sunt Ei?<\/p>\n<p>Poate c\u0103 nu exist\u0103. \u015ei dac\u0103 exist\u0103, Ei nu \u015ftiu asta. Nici ea nu a \u015ftiut. \u015etie doar acum, c\u00e2nd moare.<\/p>\n<p>Ultimul pui de dragon r\u0103s\u0103ri dintre coapsele ei, cu botul c\u0103scat \u015fi cu ochii arz\u0103tori. \u00cel sim\u0163i smulg\u00e2ndu-se cu putere din ea, \u00eel v\u0103zu scutur\u00e2ndu-se de s\u00e2ngele cu care era acoperit.<\/p>\n<p>L\u00e2ng\u0103 ea era un lac de foc. Foc albastru izvor\u00e2t din trupul zei\u0163ei muribunde.<\/p>\n<p>Z\u00e2mbi obosit\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Ei nu \u015ftiu c\u0103 exist\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Triumf\u0103toare, \u00ee\u015fi l\u0103s\u0103 capul pe bra\u0163 \u015fi suspin\u0103 pentru ultima oar\u0103. P\u0103rul ei blond ar\u0103miu o \u00eenv\u0103luia ca o mantie de foc, consum\u00e2nd-o.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>de C\u0103t\u0103lina Fometici click here for the English version &nbsp; &#8230; \u015ei timpul a \u00eenceput s\u0103 existe. \u00cenainte nu era timp, a zis ea. \u00cenainte era doar Eternitatea. 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