Post by Eron Hunter on May 31, 2023 14:14:31 GMT -5
A dimly lit place, as usual, with the melancholic violin sounds, coming from the radio, which fill the empty space. A well-known shadowy figure is sitting on a chair, a cigarette hanging on the left corner of his mouth.
Inhale.
Exhale.
He leans forward, elbows placed on his kneecaps, and takes another deep drag from the cigarette. A feeble light enlightens his face, just enough for us to see a smile adorning the young visage. He smiles, again, and then leans back on the chair, crossing his arms on his chest.
Eron Hunter.
The Man
The Warrior
The Legend.
He smiles and then shaking his head, starts speaking in his usual placid tone.
“Armand Von Krauss. You “If” and “Should” and “Would” and with them you think you can go on? The world is harsh and bitter and you can’t go on with If´s and Should. The world accepts facts. Results and Goals achieved and don´t give a damn about you and your speculations.
Of course, there are Dreams and Warrior Spirits and Fighters in this world, things that make it easier for one to achieve the unachievable. There are Untamed Hopers and lifelong Dreamers in this world; they count as the stars of this galaxy of cynical and depressive spirits that inhabit this universe. They can achieve and inspire and be the ones reaching for the stars.
You might think you are there with them too. You might think you are a dreamer too. But, in fact, what you are is a nightmare, a virus, and as such the entity known as this world will do what it can to destroy you. Because what you call dreams and spread around, are nothing more than Nightmares for everyone in them. People will react, sooner or later, to your mischiefs and your wrongdoings.
And?
Well, here´s where people like me are called in. They are placed in front of you just so that they can stop you from spreading disease and virus around. Punching above my weight? Not really, Von Krauss, I am never punching above my weight, for I am a Wrestler and a Warrior and not only that. I am a Champion and a Superstar. I am a Legend and a Hall of Famer.”
The man they call Eron stands up and starts pacing around the room. He leans against a wall and looks at the ground beneath his feet. He takes a deep breath and resumes his speech.
“There are things you might be able to do and things you will never achieve in this world, Von Krauss, and one of them things is to move forward, past a fighter like me. You like to spread terror, you like to be the boss. Well, you can’t intimidate me and will never be my Boss and superior in anything, Von Krauss.
I grew up in the streets. I know the poverty and lack of hope that dim a Hopeful Heart, I’ve seen them destroy my comrades and my countrymen. I have seen what Thugs and Mafiosi can do, and you think you can intimidate me?
No!
You can’t.
It’s not me punching about my weight here. It´s you who is throwing punches in the air. I would compare you to Don Quixote, but he´s a positive figure and a Dreamer. What you are is a thug and a negative human being. Do you think you are my superior in skill and the squared circle? Do you think you can manage to turn the tides in your favor? Well, it might be at times. But in this fight? In this fight, it is you who will draw the shorter stick and will lie down staring at the ceiling.
All your mind games and intimidations won´t work with me, Armand Von Krauss.
That you will see…”
Eron looks around, and after a bit throws the cigarette tail on the ground.
Fade.
Inhale.
Exhale.
He leans forward, elbows placed on his kneecaps, and takes another deep drag from the cigarette. A feeble light enlightens his face, just enough for us to see a smile adorning the young visage. He smiles, again, and then leans back on the chair, crossing his arms on his chest.
Eron Hunter.
The Man
The Warrior
The Legend.
He smiles and then shaking his head, starts speaking in his usual placid tone.
“Armand Von Krauss. You “If” and “Should” and “Would” and with them you think you can go on? The world is harsh and bitter and you can’t go on with If´s and Should. The world accepts facts. Results and Goals achieved and don´t give a damn about you and your speculations.
Of course, there are Dreams and Warrior Spirits and Fighters in this world, things that make it easier for one to achieve the unachievable. There are Untamed Hopers and lifelong Dreamers in this world; they count as the stars of this galaxy of cynical and depressive spirits that inhabit this universe. They can achieve and inspire and be the ones reaching for the stars.
You might think you are there with them too. You might think you are a dreamer too. But, in fact, what you are is a nightmare, a virus, and as such the entity known as this world will do what it can to destroy you. Because what you call dreams and spread around, are nothing more than Nightmares for everyone in them. People will react, sooner or later, to your mischiefs and your wrongdoings.
And?
Well, here´s where people like me are called in. They are placed in front of you just so that they can stop you from spreading disease and virus around. Punching above my weight? Not really, Von Krauss, I am never punching above my weight, for I am a Wrestler and a Warrior and not only that. I am a Champion and a Superstar. I am a Legend and a Hall of Famer.”
The man they call Eron stands up and starts pacing around the room. He leans against a wall and looks at the ground beneath his feet. He takes a deep breath and resumes his speech.
“There are things you might be able to do and things you will never achieve in this world, Von Krauss, and one of them things is to move forward, past a fighter like me. You like to spread terror, you like to be the boss. Well, you can’t intimidate me and will never be my Boss and superior in anything, Von Krauss.
I grew up in the streets. I know the poverty and lack of hope that dim a Hopeful Heart, I’ve seen them destroy my comrades and my countrymen. I have seen what Thugs and Mafiosi can do, and you think you can intimidate me?
No!
You can’t.
It’s not me punching about my weight here. It´s you who is throwing punches in the air. I would compare you to Don Quixote, but he´s a positive figure and a Dreamer. What you are is a thug and a negative human being. Do you think you are my superior in skill and the squared circle? Do you think you can manage to turn the tides in your favor? Well, it might be at times. But in this fight? In this fight, it is you who will draw the shorter stick and will lie down staring at the ceiling.
All your mind games and intimidations won´t work with me, Armand Von Krauss.
That you will see…”
Eron looks around, and after a bit throws the cigarette tail on the ground.
Fade.
