Jason Drake (jasondrake) wrote in deliriacodex,
Jason Drake

from "The Wee Free Men: A story of Discworld" by Terry Prachett (it made me think of Deliria)

...and then, like someone rising from the clouds of a sleep, she felt the deep, deep Time below her. She sensed the breath of the downs and the distant roar of ancient, ancient seas trapped in millions of tiny shells. She thought of Granny Aching, under the turf, becoming part of the chalk again, part of the land under wave. She felt as if huge wheels, of time and stars, were turning slowly around her.

She opened her eyes and then, somewhere inside, opened her eyes again.

She heard the grass growing, and the sound of worms below the turf. She could feel the thousands of little lives around her, smell all the scents on the breeze, and see all the shades of the night.

The wheel of stars and years, of space and time, locked into place. She knew exactly where she was, who she was and what she was.

She swung a hand. The Queen {{of the Fairies}} tried to stop her, but she might as well have tried to stop a wheel of years. Tiffany's hand caught her face and knocked her off her feet.

"Now I know why I never cried for Granny," she said "She has never left me."

She leaned down, and centuries bent with her.

"The secret is not to dream," she whispered. "The secret is to wake up. Waking up is harder. I have woken up and I am real. I know where I come from and I know where I am going. You cannot fool me anymore. Or touch me. Or anything that is mine."
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