“I've got
nothing.”
Confucius*
Today my
brother's girlfriend came over to visit. While they went to the
tiling shop with my mother I played a video game. I wrote too and
worked on an art project. MY LIFE IS FULL OF ACTION AND ADVENTURE!
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
When The
Scientist Discovered Magic
I started my
life in ignorance. Grew up as a man of science. Even got a doctorate.
Esteemed physicist Dr. Brandon. Though my reality took a shift in
everything aspect when I was introduced to magic. A fellow professor
at the university introduced me to magic. Unintentionally actually.
He decided to work as a physicist at the university, I don't know how
real his degree is, but in actuality he is a wizard and I stumbled
across one of his spell books.
He and I are
both very good friends so he gave me his spare office keys because he
is very forgetful. Which is also why now I think he keeps his spell
book in his office. He disguised it as another book at the bottom of
his bookshelf. The disguise was so believable that one time that I
needed the book it was impersonating(all the other copies were out at
the library) I went into his office to grab it. It was not an unusual
occurrence for us to borrow each others things. Though this was the
first time I had grabbed a book and I was surprised I remembered he
had a copy.
When I opened
it and saw it wasn't the reference book I was shocked. I opened it to
the part of the book I thought what I was looking for would be in so
I wasn't at the start and things were even more strange. It wasn't
like stumbling across someone's personal journal or diary that was
hidden away. It looked cult-ish at first with its immediate gibberish
in the two sentences I first read. I kept reading. If he had some
insane hidden thing in his office that was something that meant he
needed to be psychologically evaluated.
Then it started
to feel like I was reading instructions with technical language far
beyond me. I hadn't experienced that in a long time. It didn't feel
cult-ish. I didn't think that a cult would give out sentences that
had the grammatical form of an engineering manual. It did have
pictures. “spell book” is fairly vague. When I started to see
diagrams of animals in the most bizarre of forms it baffled me.
Pictures of things that looked relics popped up too. Mundane objects
as well. Plain English accompanied technical terms I didn't know,
just like a science book. One thing changed my train of thought
completely. One of the detailed animal diagrams was of something very
familiar to me, a dragon.
I wondered if
it was some sort of fantasy reference book for fantasy writers or one
of those fantasy games. But I looked at one of the books for that.
None of it added up. If it was for a game it would have numbers and
statistics for a game. If it was for fantasy books it would have
things useful for writing a book. It didn't look helpful. Maybe the
diagrams? The truth didn't hit me until I saw a line with a string of
words I just couldn't get at all that I just read aloud. Smoke came
out of the spell book then several doves that promptly flew out the
window. The doves left behind a few feathers that a I gathered up in
disbelief to prove that I hadn't hallucinated.
I hid the
feathers in my pocket and put the book back. It took me heading home
and staring at the feathers for a few hours for me to start believing
the truth. It hit me before but that didn't mean I believed it. I
believed it after I went to sleep that night and had a dream. That
was proof that day wasn't a dream, especially since the feathers were
on the table the next day. The book was also a spell book the next
day. I discovered the book on Saturday, I read something else aloud
on Sunday and a small spout of fire erupted from the book and almost
caught me aflame. I decided to go home and scan the book in stages
over the weekends. The wizard colleague never went to the university
over the weekends. I decided not to read any of my scanned text aloud
until I understood the book better for myself because something more
dangerous than the fire could occur. I scanned the book in secret
because I didn't know what my colleague would think if of my
discovery. He must have kept it a secret for a reason after all.
The book hadn't
quite affected me yet. Right now I was on the cusp on it all. I
hadn't started reading it. It was like buying the car but not driving
it. I had been shocked. But I was still innocent then. I felt like I
was in some wonderful movie of sorts. A bit like a kid living a
wonderful dream. But when I copied the entire book into my computer I
started to really read it. I started to work on understanding it. I
studied it. And that's when it broke me. According to the spell book
so much I knew was wrong and the feathers from the doves that came
from the book were proof. Well, I suppose everything I knew was right
and wrong. It took me hours of work to just use the book to
understand it as I had no teacher but I learned how magic work.
Near infinite
universes exist. Near infinite laws of physics. I've spent my life
studying the set of laws of physics that apply to our universe.
Apparently if I hop over to another universe it could be all
different. Gravity could work differently. Magic is special because
its the physics over all other physics. Different universes have
different ways of accessing it, some similar or some the same, but
it's always there but sometimes nearly impossible to access.
The book may
have given me the ability to learn this magic. But it turned so much
of my life into a pointless mess. I was studying the wrong thing.
Playing the wrong game. I was learning just the physics of my world
instead of the actual secrets of the universe. Looking at the box
instead of what's inside. I wondered why a wizard would waste his
time studying physics when he knew all this. Maybe he just wanted to
the specifics. The book said many physics applied to multiple worlds.
Worlds echo each other. Many Earths for example. Explains why the
things in English and still talks about so many different universes.
With so many universes revealed to me things now seem even bigger
than space. I'm starting to feel so small. But not just in size. Now
in knowledge. That hasn't to me since I was a child. Will I need to
start learning all about everything all over again? I suppose now
should learn to cast the spells and transport myself to a world where
I can get a teacher.
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