I forget where I first saw this, but it is a writing and imagination exercise: take three random words and write a piece in five minutes. There is no special meaning to it. I just wanted to share it.
Sarah was running on a train traveling at 180 kilometers per hour. One hundred eighty kilometers per hour was not especially fast for a train, but for a human being (and Sarah was still human at this moment), it was a life-threatening speed. More precisely, she was running on top of the train, meaning on the roof. She had only one goal: to accomplish an unprecedented “great work” and “sublimate” her soul. It was a custom in her village. To become the village shrine maiden, one had to undergo a trial like this. The trial was assigned by a mysterious mirror, which revealed the deepest desire in a person’s soul. What Sarah saw was flight. She saw herself flying through the sky like an eagle. So she chose this challenge. She leapt onto a train passing through the village, climbed onto its roof, and ran with all her strength. She hoped that by doing so, her longing to fly freely would be satisfied. Then she could become a pure vessel, a vessel for the god.
“Is this what flying feels like…?” Sarah’s memories as a human ended there.
She was no longer human.