A boy who smelled of fear had visited a grave of mummified gods on the east of the Nile in search for elixirs, doses of nostrums that could heal wounds of sorrows and grief inflicted on his kind by the ruins of war and plagues

He had seen several zygotes of dreams which formed in fertile wombs of hope exhumed, served as victuals to men who laughs and defecates bombs and missiles on civilizations

He had also seen the python of healing on the staff of Asclepius, the god of medicine, strangled by an unnamed disease; as Eirene was lynched on the peak of the pyramids and replaced by the head of Medusa, the magus of the east

I heard him say in his native language "i better find this"_ After hours of search, all he saw were craniums of dead men throwing parties, some dreaming and hoping for a time when splinters of their bones will metamorphose into molecules of actualities.

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