Once in the middle of the day the sky went black. I was out on the open sea fishing when it happened. Turned purple, then black. I panicked for a bit when I couldn’t see the shore but soon it turned back to normal. I thought everyone could see it at first but it seems it was only visible to me.

  But then my life went on. I simply planted and harvested the crops for my divine lord bored as I normally do. The fields of red are a sight to behold but I’ve lost that wonder it’s just normal now.

  I go back to the house and sit down in front of my mother like I normally do. And I somehow make her angry like I normally do. I never know why she is angry but she often is.

  “I swear the sky went black, for just a moment.” I say.

  “No, you were just seeing things.” says my mother as she folds the harek dough.

  “I swear I saw it, just for a moment.”

  “If the sky went black, we would know,” she says.

  “Was it just over the lake?” I say.

  “Impossible old man Qui was there and he saw the sky as it normally is.” she says.

  “Then do you think I’m lying, mom?” I say.

  “I don’t know what goes through your head.” she says. “You just say things.”

  “And what does that mean?” I say.

  “I don’t like your tone of voice.” she says. “Go to sleep. I don’t want to hear another word from you”

  “But mom.” I say.

  “Go to bed.”

  “Fine.” I finally say before storming out of the room. I lay in the wei that I sleep in and put my hands behind my head. What does she mean I just say things? I always try to live up to her expectations but I don’t understand what she wants. I don’t get what anyone wants.

  What do I want? why do I work? is it for a reason? I just work and fish and work and fish around here and do nothing else. What else could I do?

  I lay there for a few moments then I hear a familiar voice. “You seem down, did something happen?” It was the voice of my friend. I don't know his name or face but I hear his voice every now and again.

  “Yea, my mother is berating me again.” I say.

  “What was it about this time?” they say.

  “I swear I saw it, the sky turned black just for a moment.” I say

  “Yes it did.” he says. “You saw it two?”

  “Yes!” I say, happy to be recognized but knowing that he is not real; so it doesn’t make me trust my eyes any more than I did before.

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  “you saw it,” he says to himself. “That’s interesting. You must be one then.”

  One of what?” I ask.

  “A seer,” he says.

  “A seer like one of those people from the city.” I say “Yea right.” there's no way he would know he’s just a figment of my imagination.

  “You can hear my voice can’t you?” he says.

  “What does that mean?”

  “Why I’m the god of judgement Grea.”

  “No, you're just a figment of my imagination.”

  “So you need proof?” he asks.

  “Yes” I say.

  “You know the punishment for nonbelief right?”

  “Who cares, You're not even real.”

  The earth shakes. And screams echo throughout the town. I ran out to see my mother.

  “Rea, Rea stay inside.” she says

  “What, why?” I say before I look up into the sky. To see a man with massive wings and a massive weapon in the sky.

  The man in the sky looks at me in particular and I know why. “Grea” I say.

  “What, is that him?” my mother says.

  I kneel before him and my mother follows. Soon after some chatter the whole town kneels.

  “Yes,” I say.

  “What is it?”

  I pause “Eternal torment in the below lands.”

  “But I judge that you have no ill will.” he says “so I’ll let you off with a lesser punishment.”

  “What is it?” I ask.

  “You shall be my seer,” he says.

  “Really.” I say. Being a seer is the ultimate honor.

  “But why me?” I ask.

  “You will understand in time,” he says. “Now I must go.” he flaps his massive wings and travels through the sky over the horizon.

  The town is silent for a moment before they all cheer and celebrate. But I’m at a loss. Soon my mother comes to me and says, “It was all worth it.”

  I get to talk with Grea from time to time now and people await my conversations. He regularly gives blessings to my town.

  But the days are mostly the same. I fish, I fertilise the crops for the divine lord everything is the same. until a wagon came to our town; it’s beautiful; it could only be the divine royal carriage. But why did it come here?

  Soon a man walks out of it, he says. “So this is the town where Grea came.”

  Our town elder came out of the crowd and says, “yes, yes it is.”

  “Where is the seer?” the man from the carriage asks.

  “Her name is Rea, Rea where are you?” the elder calls out.

  “I’m here.” I say.

  “Is this the girl?” the man from the carriage asks.

  “Yes this is her.” says the elder.

  “Great, you are to come to the divine capital.” he says.

  “Wait really.” I say.

  “No she can’t” says my mother who came out of the crowd, “she’s not trained in courtesy or manners.”

  “We can train her in that.” says the man from the carriage. “She must come with us, unless you want us to use force.”

  “No she can go with you.” says the elder. “Rea go get your things in order you will need to go.”

  I gather my things and just as I get ready to go I hear my mother say. “Don’t trust anyone in the divine capital.”

  “What why?” I ask.

  “Just don’t you don’t know but I used to be a noble.” she says before being interrupted by the man from the carriage.

  “Let’s go,” he says before looking at my mother and smirking. He grabs my shoulder too tight and pulls me into the carriage. “Grab her things, men,” he says.

  “And don’t do anything you don’t want to do even if they ask you to.” she yells as I’m pulled off into the divine capital.