-Quest of Hearts

[Words to Image. A random story inspired by my vibes from a random picture]

Baron stood before the Orb of Promise and gazed into the unknown. Many times, before he had been here, seeking guidance for the future, petitioning answers and direction. Today was no different.

As he gazed into the swirling of colors, the sounds of Knowledge bellowed harsh warnings at him. They pierced the very air, sending ripples that echoed across the plains. He was no longer moved by fear, having grown comfortable with the precursor.

Baron raised both hands to show homage.

"I have been here more times than I can know. I have requested of you reasons and meanings. You have always been true in wisdom. Even when I deviated. Even when I faltered. Once again, I stand before you, uncertain of the future. I find myself on a new quest. A quest of hearts. One of mystery but of promise. Tell me Knowledge, will the future shine on me? What must I do?"

The Orb sounded, louder than ever before. Baron found himself more fearful than was his first encounter. His knees trembled. His teeth clinched. He watched as the colors swirled, faster and faster. The blur of which shook the very foundations of the mountains miles away. Just when he imagined the intensity had peaked, the Orb spun externally

 Never before had it done this. Never before had the structure's frame been anything other than stable in its suspension overhead.

Baron thought his question was ill received and would certainly bring about despair and chaos to his future. Surely this was a sign of devastation to come. And then the Orb began to slow. The spinning ceased. The swirling ceased. The harsh sounds began to weaken. And then everything stopped. All of time stood still. Baron was the only movement in the entire universe. But what of his answer? He was never guided. The swirl of colors vanished and a crystal-clear image of himself reflected back at him. He stared at himself in wonder. Moments later, he heard a voice. Not the same as what he had heard countess times before, over the years, but a new one. The voice was not his own but the image which spoke it was the reflection of himself, staring back at him.

"You do not need answers here anymore. They are within you."

Baron walked away from Knowledge. He left the Orb behind and embarked on the quest of hearts with only what he held inside of himself. He was afraid, but he was ok.

Baron found love.