The Lakhan

Everyone knew his name but no one had ever called him by it for close to two decades. In that time, he had been no one else but the Lakhan, Supreme Guardian of Lawig, Protector of the Peoples, Lord of the Lake, Light of Danumlawa.

But last night…last night…

He sat up in bed, still hearing “Joven” echoing in his head.

It was his bride calling for him in his dream.

The bride he had buried fifty years ago.

[Audition piece for Catharsis 2015]