Don Quixote’s Roman Holiday

June 12, 2022 at 10:32 pm (Short Story) (, , , , , , )

The self-proclaimed knight-errant Don Quixote of La Mancha Spain decided to go on pilgrimage to Rome.

So he set out wearing his old wrecked armour and helmet and bent spear and broken sword on his old broken down and decrepit horse Rocinante and set out for Rome.

When in Rome, he set out to Saint Peter’s Basilica to view that sculpture known as the Pieta.

While approaching the basilica, a dwarf came up to Quixote and asked, “Which of these two men do you choose to be?”.

Quixote looked around.

He saw no one in the immediate vicinity.

Which two men was the dwarf talking about?

He looked down.

The dwarf had gone.

Vanished.

Quixote entered the chapel where he saw the Pieta.

The old knight stood in awe for over an hour in front of the statue.

He soon found himself joined by two men.

“How was this statue created?” Quixote asked the two men.

“Well,” the first man coughed, “This sculpture was originally just a rock. But after eons and eons of erosion caused by wind, rain, intense heat, intense cold and other natural factors it came to resemble the shape it is today.”

“I on the other hand,” the second man explained, “have heard that this sculpture was created by a man named Michelangelo Buonarroti. I choose to believe that Michelangelo Buonarroti created this sculpture.”

The words of the dwarf came back to him, “Which of these two men do you choose to be?”.

Don Quixote rode on the road from Rome back to Spain.

He looked around and saw how beautiful the world was.

The woodlands, the green grass, the multicoloured varieties of trees and their leaves and the beautiful crystal flowing streams.

He stopped when he saw a couple of children crying.

“Children, why do you cry?” He asked.

“Our mom sent us to find wood,” the girl and eldest of the pair answered, “We found the wood but we know not where to cross the stream again to get back to our home.”

“Climb aboard the noble Rocinante,” Quixote pointed to his old decrepit horse, “and hang on to me. And we’ll carry you across the stream.”

The children climbed on to the decrepit old horse and hung on to the old self-proclaimed knight in his old wrecked armour with his broken sword and bent spear.

When the horse emerged on the other side of the stream after having carried the children across the stream, it had turned into a noble and vibrant black steed and Don Quixote saw his armour turn into gold and his broken sword turned into a sword of pure and mighty gold.

If this world had a Creator and saw this scene, He’d have worked the miracle that unfolded.

If all that existed beyond this realm of things was a Void, it would not have cared, would have neither felt empathy or contempt, would not have felt love or hate.

It would not have felt anything.

For it was not alive, it did not have a personality, it did not even exist and it was definitely not Love.

-A short story written by Christopher
Sunday June 12th 2022

24 Comments

  1. Phil Huston said,

    Okay… I get it. Fenceposts lay dying on wild strawberries while pavestones cry out with their silence ‘they know not what they do’ accompanied by voiceless iridescent cumbia emanating from worn leather toolbelts of the migrant damned.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      My God, that statement above was so boring and so full of unnecessary big vocabulary words when other less ostentatious words could easily suffice, you could easily qualify for a Ph.D in Sociology of Education done through a University Faculty of Education.

      • Phil Huston said,

        Ah, where’d the honeymoon go?

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Said Hillary when she discovered Bill Clinton getting a blow job from a female intern in the Arkansas Attorney-General’s office.

      • Phil Huston said,

        Wow. Two attacks. I can hardly wait.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Yes, as Phil Collins and The Supremes would put it, “You can’t hurry love. You’ll just have to wait…”

      • Phil Huston said,

        God knows I love a pop culture mis-attribution.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Yes, there are many who masturbate to mis-attribution.

      • Phil Huston said,

        β€œPearls” of wisdom from the voice of experience? I bow to your superior knowledge in such matters.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        There are others who don’t like being outed as masturbators to mis-attribution and react in snarky sarcastic fashion when outed as your childish temper tantrum and failed attempt at sarcastic humour clearly show.

        As your co-conspirator in these matters – Tom Hanks- once said, “Huston, we have a problem.”

  2. George F. said,

    The Void felt nothing. But the man’s kindness transformed everything for the better, and for the good. And, yeah…over eons random erosion can form the Pieta. Sure. Sure. Just as a trillion trillion trillion monkeys given trillions and trillions ad nauseum etc etc infinity trillion years can write the words of Shakespeare randomly pounding away at the typewriter with monkey thoughts.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Yes, in theory, that could happen, my friend.

      But in actual practice, that’s the trillion dollar question.

      And then of course there are others who could use a multisyllabic multiphonetic way of describing that term “trillion dollar question” but by that time you’ve either fallen asleep or committed hari kari due to extreme boredom.

      • George F. said,

        LOL! The sculpture or the Shakespeare wouldn’t happen, randomly but the hari kari would happen rather quickly under those conditions. OMV!

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Very true.

        ROTFL ! πŸ˜…πŸ˜‚πŸ€£

  3. Seoul Sister said,

    I love this story, it’s so beautiful, the best aspect of fairytales, Christopher. I believe in miracles and the power of goodness. The world has grown so dark, good people are like candles of God.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Thank you so much, Judy. πŸ™πŸ»β€

      I love that expression “Good people are like the candles of God”. πŸ˜‡πŸ•―πŸ•―πŸ˜‡β€

      • Seoul Sister said,

        You’re welcome, Christopher. Thank you too :), I loved the part about Don Quixote saving the children very much, beautiful imagery and meaning. πŸ’–πŸ˜‡

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Yes, I very much enjoyed writing this story, Judy. πŸ’˜πŸ˜‡

        I’ve loved Cervantes’ Adventures of Don Quixote ever since I was a kid.

        And when I saw that illustration, the first thing that came to my mind was old Don Quixote and his old broken down horse suddenly being turned into a real knight and knightly horse as a result of an act of kindness.

      • Seoul Sister said,

        I’ve never read Don Quixote but your version of it is very precious, miraculous goodness. πŸ’–

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Thank you so much, Judy. πŸ’–

        Yes, it was almost like I was guided to write this story this past Sunday night.

        I had no idea what to write.

        Then I discovered this illustration and the story seemed to write itself in my mind.

        There’s some of my writing where I feel a closer connection to it than my other writings.

        This story was one such writing. πŸ’“

      • Seoul Sister said,

        You’re welcome my friend, I think artists are sensitive to the mysteries and truths of life, it’s interesting how we get inspired by music or an image. That happens to me sometimes while listening to instrumental music, the words write themselves :).
        I could feel the power of the image and idea in your story for sure. Wonderful πŸ’–

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Yes, that’s very true, artists are sensitive to the mysteries and truths of life. πŸ’–

  4. Jessica E. Larsen said,

    I’m so so thrilled that I remember to drop by and read this. I love this short story. SO beautiful ❀

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: