I'm really staffed, I always can't refrain myself from eating like a gourmet. Carl's meals create stories inside my mouth, every flavour is some hyped up new character, or the main have some overpowered un-heard of ability. The flavours are unique no matter how much my tongue experiences them. They seem so far, unreachable and so beautiful.
Everytime I take a bite, fireworks smite the night sky. I can't cease to contemplate the ever changing lights as a blind man who wonders " why didn't anyone tell me the sky had so much bright colours" when he regained sight from the first bloom of a lotus flower. Flabbergasted he remains till the end of the show, in an endless night.
We scattered to do our activities for the day, after reuniting for this short time. I'm glad meals exist, so that, despite everything we can sometimes share something in common. Such blessings in life must be appreciated.
I headed to my room, the alluring bed awaited me in the tight white dress. It was inviting me to throw myself on it, and surrender to its love showering. I'm spent from pulling an all nighters this week, I couldn't sleep cause of the nightmares that hegemonize my sweet land of escape.
My legs gave out, my body collapsed , and I found myself thrown down without my permission. Lunch has a relaxing effect on my body, but I hate that it could merely paralyse my mind and not switching it off. Thus I can just lay in a vegetative state against the white void, with a single thought in mind 'I should not sleep'. This thought is useless, even if I want to close my eyes and take the boat to wonderland, my eyelids have long forgotten how to shut.
I was in paradoxal sleep without sleeping, not quite the word to describe it, but my phrasing of concepts has run out. I was blank surrounded by blank in a forgotten world.
The rays of sunshine infiltrated to my room and the murmurs of the curtains swaying in the wind panned out to whispers, informed me it was evening. It's time to wake up. I have an ability to totally forget time, tearing some pages of it, pages who were full of aimless scribbling. And like that, two hours passed since I've laid down.
My body was stiff, my muscles were aching, too much rest can be exhausting at times. A little stretch was enough to gain my flexibility and a serie of silly little jumps refreshed my mood.
''Alright!'' I lift up the clock to see exactly how much I still have ( Twenty to seven, she didn't tell exactly when, but it's still a little early to go right!) ''So much time, aaaaaah, i hate appointements.'' (where is puppy man.?) (Ah yeah put it yesterday on the library sofa , then got distracted and forgot to go) I slapped my forehead disappointed on my task-memory and ability to focus.
I put the clock back, face down as it was. (Clothes! I already know what I'm gonna weaaar. Chocolate is on the fridge, a nice apology is there, and puppy man is still down. Ahmm, everything is checked. I can go and search for the volume in the remaining time. ) I stuck a thumb up appraising my task management abilities.
I put on my clothes, grabbed the gift from the table, put it in the inside pocket, and took the hidden way to the treasures chamber. I went first checking if the puppy man was where I remembered.
He was there sitting comfortably, ''Stay there till I come back to you. Not that you can switch places on will since you are catatonic, But still, just make me remember you. Position is relative you know!'' I looked toward the library's shelves ''After all I can be totally be immersed searching for it''. Thinking about puppets as people, they are merely empty shells played to ease someone's boredom in loneliness.
I started my SS rated quest; the conditions are simple
The moment I wanted to execute my plan, a realization struck me. I'm depending on my memory, to guide me through the entry tunnel, whilst I have a terrible one. A fly can navigate better than me, in the dark, in a poisonous environnement ,surrounded by predators, deviating from track more than tree seconds, ....between flowers! In short my personal intel is deemed useless in front of unchanged facts. The only solution for an unknowledgeable man to overcome hardships is hard-work, at least he thinks he overcame it when he merely experienced it step by step till the very end.
''Akh this is a bother'' I placed my hands on my sides ''Well, just have to search every rack, every shelf, every collection , every disorder, every corner..... I wish I was more organised in times like these''. I went to the ladder's side and climbed to the top and started reading the book titles one by one in order; horizontally then moving to the next row.
I won't deny that I classify my books by genre, still, I have lots of adventure types. Then I put them in shelves by sous genres or by story collection. The problem is, I never saw the remaining 999 ways volume for me to put it somewhere. It wasn't me who first set up the library and filled it with books, I just organized what I stumbled upon. You know that moment when you are tidying your room and you find some interesting object, you toss your cleaning duty and enjoy playing with it! Quite what happens every time considering my focus ability, hence I never accomplished my library tour.
I identified thoroughly a considerable amount of book residents, still didn't find the suspect. ''Thinking about it'' I glanced to the wall-clock in the back, barely one hour remaining ''It's bad to get more immersed, I should go visit the unknown corner''. Actually that was my first attention, but I wanted to search roundly and corner him there.
I took another glance toward the unknown section, where I put books scribbled in unknown languages or without title and other informations, I also put left books and Carl leave some editions dad gives him. It would have been a help if he read the titles and genders to organize them himself, but then I wouldn't know I have other guests so I ain't complaining.
'' White light?'' a brightness in the dark caught my attention. I didn't turn on any lamps, moreover the light they emit is yellow white not pure. ''A devine revelationnn.''I stated in a tuned voice.
I hopped off the ladder, grabbed my dessert knife that was on the table; I was thrown to the reading center by my exploration. I approached the source of light cautious for it to be an intruder. Even so a divine gift maybe needs a blood sacrifice, or there's a trial. (I hope it's just Carl checking the well being of the mansion) it will be in his exclusive care starting tomorrow, I'm useless in house work to be frank. (But that would mean he finished preparing with sister..... Let it be an outer).
A cold wind chilled my body,my spine shook. The windows are closed and I'm in the basement. I looked toward the magic detector item, it didn't shine. A hooror book scenery bloomed in my mind describing a ghost hunted house.
I leaned on the side of a book rack, the light was coming from the space between it and the one facing it. I looked at my modest weapon (That would be useless against a ghost,... but what if it's a fruit one, it would be terrified) I oppressed a mocking laugh toward my silly thoughts (A ghost? I need to stop those imaginary thoughts)
A page flip was heard. I jumped immediately to confront the one defiling my new brides. I refferfed by my index ''Hey, no one has the right to touch my women, we didn't even go in a honeymoon, it wouldn't be allowed even.if ...'' the person in front of me was not what I expected ''we did....'' maybe it was what I did deny expecting ''go''.
A woman wrapped in a white dress, pale skin and light hair matching her attire. A transparent sculpture made of glass like marble. The sculptor took time to tenderly paint her lips red and embedded two blue jewellers in her eyes, breaking the monotonous color yet adding more pureness to it. Her figure was swaying by a blissful wind.
Her expressions were calm enjoying a book held in her fair hands, mesmerized by the journey between the lines she takes faint smiles. A fairy in a forest of paper, that would be my portray of the word beauty.
She was absorbed to notice my presence and I was riveted by hers. I could nor budge nor be surprised or frightened of a ghost, my thoughts were resumed in "gorgeous". I didn't interact much with the other gender so seeing a woman would be enough to put me in a shy trance state, however she hypnotized me to hallucinate our life together. I would make her my bride, she's already in a wedding dress, and write a romance in our lives 'Ghost love, live Death', it would be a best seller.
I admired her expressions throughout her reading, in every smile she snatches a beat off my heart and her shining eyes put sparkle on my mind. She turns the book pages gently, with care and love like caressing a child, an orphan who suffered till he found someone willing to understand him and give him a hug. She gives life to a wornout cover. (I want to be a book)
She frowns but not in disgust, maybe confusion or surprise. She adds couple lines before her eyes moved behind the white curtains and her head slowly turned towards me. Her front face was more beautiful than her side profile.
I leaned by my elbow on the shelf, sustaining my head and crossing my legs . "Hey" I gave her a smile.
She backed off, "Wait !" turned to vapor and scattered into the wall.
"Why is no one waiting today!". I stroked my chin "Did my ugliness drive her away? I'm confident in my looks though, or do ghost have a different type?" I moved toward the tossed book she left behind "Agh" I grabbed it. "Vampires, ghosts... what's wrong with the reality of the world! It'll be ridiculous if a demon or an angel shows before me"
"Master!"
I jumped back "The hell..." Carl was the one behind my back "Carl you scared the shit out of me, didn't you learn how to knock!"
"Language young master. Besides there is no actual doors"
"you could knock on the wooden side of a rack" I lift my arm indicating.
"I'll try next time"
"Anyway, you are here. Did sister finish her preparation?"
"That's what I've come down to inform you, you have 5 minutes to knock on her door"
"Alright don't worry, I'll go" I examined the library "I can still search tomorrow "
"Why? isn't that your volume in your hands!"
I checked the cover, it displayed '999 ways to kill an immortal' and the '91st' in the lower half. I didn't recognize it since it had a whitish dust cover, unlike the others in bloody red ones, perhaps a special edition since it's the last.
"No wonder she enjoyed her reading" I handed it to Carl " Deliver it to my room please" . I wanted to take first glances inside the book, but that would spoil the fun and the thrilling sensation I will get after.
"She!" He replied confused when he took it.
"It was in the ground... never mind I need to get going already" I like things I discover to be my little secret for a while.
"Your chocolate is in the grey fridge, and don't forget to escort the puppy man"
Hearing
I grabbed the puppet who's lazier to come in his own, went toward a wall and opened it on the kitchen. I took the chocolate and put it under my arm then checked my pocket for the gift. I returned to the library, closed the wall, went to another wall at the other end and opened it on a hall. I took the stairs on my back left, proceeded right then turned left. I was in front of sister's room.
I put the puppet beside the door, tidied my clothes and knocked on the door. Running footsteps rose before the door was open.
My sister was in a cute rose and white bouffant gown. She bowed lifting the corners of her skirt. "Welcome guest, It's a pleasure to have you in our humble party. Can I have your coat please!"
"take this chocolate from me first please"
"Chocolate!" her eyes lit up. She took it by two hands and did a little run to put it on the table. The table was in the glass corner, her room has a balcony to admire the night wonders and to throw little panoramic parties.
She came back in another little run and bowed elegantly "If I may dispose of your layer out!".
I removed my invisible coat, I wasn't wearing any, and hung it on her forearm. "An elegant servant by garments and mind, I see you learned new words"
"And so our guest learning magic tricks" "I also have a show that could cease time and descend dark, you'll see stars up close"
"Looks like a show I would enjoy"
"For Leila to cast her magic the spectator's face needs to lower down" she playfully ordered.
I kneeled and approached my face. "nokreyi constaliyium" she chants before punching me on the nose.
I fell down on my back. "Where they bright!" she mocked "They show when they promise".
"Pffft, hahahahahe..." I laughed deep from my stomach while hiding my eyes under my arm, she is still upset. "Nah... hahahe, and time stops in the dark when in a coma hahahe"
"Violence isn't the answer, but I can forgive a cutie's crime" a funny voice said above my face. I know who it is without glancing, it's a talking dog puppet in formal clothes.
My sister stepped on my stomach, driving me to grimace, before she grabbed the puppet and hugged it to her cheek. "Puppy maaan! you came!"
"well, I can't miss out my favorite girl's invite"
"Agh, my stomach!" I said pained.
"But can you be gentler on your brother since I like him"
She looked toward my direction "Well I like brother too". She hugged the puppy to her chest, crouched and gave me a headpat "There, there, I didn't mean to hurt brother. Leila did what Carl told her, was it enjoyable!"
That Carl and his mysterious ways of showing affection, or was he upset about something!. "Don't worry it was fun" Can't
go past the fact he used sister's cuteness to earn forgiveness, stroking my hair is a fatal weakness."I like the regular Leila better"
The puppy pushed himself from her chest and smelled the air "hmph, hmph, I feel some biscuits".
I grimaced by another step on my chest, she run to show him the biscuits on the table. She is so excited to mind under her feet.
She put him on a chair "Yes your favorites".
he took a piece and ate it, his ears wiggled"Hmmm, so good!". He took another himself then added another "who made those! Hmm, munch munch, they are addictive"
"It was Leila, hmph" she put her hands on the waists proudfull.
"I'm proud of you, as expected of my favorite girl" "munch, hmm" he placed his palm on the cheek in joy.
"Brother! Join us before your tea gets cold and you wonder why it tastes bitter. As uncle Carl says"
I wrapped up my self from the ground. "Me letting the tea my sister made go cold! Am I a monster!" I glanced to puppy man who's finishing the snacks "Hey, you. My shaaaare! My sister's tasty biscuits noo!"I bit my lip and my fingers cracked from frustration.
"Don't worry brother, I left your share warm for you" She pulled another biscuits plate from under the table. My expressions calmed and seemed soft of my little sister offering me something exclusively.
The puppet jumped on them. "Hey put those, they are mine." I sprinted towards them before this unmannered little dog leave me crisps.
But where is my coat, did she toss it!