Fool’s gold

…z rozmlácenýho kostela…

-Where were you last night?
-Deep underground.
-Oh my, such a positive omen. It means visiting your true core. What was down there.
-Except for the right train going in a wrong direction, nothing much. Just a sanctuary, quasi a church.
-A sanctuary of your very being?
-A kind of archeological site, full of ruins, ancient rocks, relics, and broken statues. With a giant golden hand decorated with jewels. Couldn’t keep my eye off that open palm…
-Why?
-There was an aura of fake power radiating from it. Still it reminded me of nothing, but a lost island. Once full of life…