Flash fiction about the Danube and dreameries
One day, in the dreamy Middle Ages, three young friends lived in Moravia: a thinker, a poet and a dreamer. They loved every dawn. They decided to visit Vienna, to buy jewelry there. They liked furthermore a gold image of a starlit heaven. They passed the Danube River and a miracle happened. The miracles often came true at tender thoughts. In their souls by the Danube, a total secondary human-becoming took place: in the thinker through praise, in the poet through appreciation and in the dreamer through honoring. The men were enchanted and bewitched. In all three cases, the primary human-becomings were fulfilled: for the thinker with the first thoughts, for the poet with the first poem, and for the dreamer with the first infatuation. The bygone thoughts were about the dream of the Golden Fleece, the poem was about the journeys of Zeus into clouds, and the infatuation was related to the Ovid-like beauty of butteries. In addition, the thinker thought of the Danube, about its size, quantity, water, depth, fish. The Danube was cerulean. The Poet wrote about Lorelei – a girl from a grove who had drowned in the Danube, because she was not loved. She had drunk the azure water of the river, like an Ambrosia from the Moon. In contrast, the dreamer dreamed of a river wizardry, because he was absolutely enchanted by the dreamy Danube.
Thus, the third way to the human-becoming is through philosophy. The philosophy must be mysterious and should be grounded in an ontology of law-like rules. A mermaid was indeed a true she-philosopher. She must have been touched by the celestially Apollonian breath of a nightingalelet.
And all the rest of my story happens in the world of today.
The mermaid is an inhabitant of the Danube’s depth. In the great depth, she has hidden a treasure of silvery cranes –a handful of silver, fallen down from the stars. From today on, she is very dreamy, because she proposes to think of a beautiful poem to the end. It would be a sonnet about a dreamy awaking of the spring-like druid. This is also a delicate (most) lovely poem of eternity. I name it the moony sempiternity. The mermaid sleeps in a pit under the Danube during the day. >The early bird gets the worm. Loose lips sink ships<. From today on, a miracle will take place. This miracle is fulfilled by a singing of an eesome, pulchritudinous, fair, beauteous cormorantling. The noble august star, the constellation of the philosophers, shimmers over Vienna, the Danube and the mermaid. I recall the dearest, most tender weird of all people of this story. The star signalizes the fulfillment of all dreams. I’m just in love with the mermaid, the star and all of Vienna. I have many wishes directed to Danube and Vienna.
I believe Danube will be inhabited only by all Mermaids forever. In the future, the thinker, poet, dreamer and this mermaid will adore the Terpsichorean Arts in the heaven. Until the end of days, their love to all birdies will have been taken.
Explanations for Readers:
Nightingalelet – in fact the neologism – small Nightingale.
Sempiternity – poetic eternity.
cormorantling – as diminutive in English, like a birdie, never used
in the famous literature. The adjectives, to wit: eesome, pulchritudinous, fair, beauteous denote the word: pretty; eesome = eyesome.
weird – fate, destiny
