Tracing my steps back, I find the shabby cottage to reach my new destination. As my hand touched the door it started to vibrate. I gently push it and as I enter, my feet lose contact with the ground. My surroundings run past me creating a trail of wonderful different color lights. The ancient book radiated light as certain characters flashed past my eyes. Sometimes some small colorful particles brush past me, rushing out from the trail, as if in a hurry to reach somewhere.
It had been a long time, so long that I lost track of it. Before I could comprehend the nature of the foreign thoughts that pop up in my mind they had started calling me a traveler. And this is how I traveled. Before these foreign thoughts, no one had ever addressed me as Traveler. Well they couldn't even if they could.
Regaining my footing, I find myself inside a dark and mushy place. In front of me lay another door, covered in fungus. I lightly hold the knob and open it. And this was my new destination.
Before me lay another unfamiliar place. Hills covered in trees glowing with the soft light provided by the setting sun. Behind me lay a castle made with sturdy rocks of the same color as that of the hills. I stand on the top of the castle as I move my gaze from the neverending sky to the bountiful earth. At a distance I see paths on which vehicles would move and a bright colored flower garden in the center. People moving around under the shade of the trees which stand erect on the sideways.
-Swish-
A soft touch rushed through my long hairs, unfurling them and blocking the view from my eyes.
Death: She always does that. Is it really necessary to not let him watch his own kind?
The cold thought sounded a bit irritated this time.
Life: She doesn't want him to suffer more.
On the other hand, the warm thought rushed in defense.
I ignore these thoughts as I lift my leg and place it in the air beyond the castle top. Guided by the same soft touch on my feet, I walk down until the soft touch vanishes, being replaced by the gravity of the earth.
I walk slowly on the path created by people. I found a corner beside the flower garden. The breeze gently shook the flowers awake, who in my presence, turned towards me. Very soon I was drenched in the sweet aroma and fragrance of their existence.
As I bask in their glory, I find a man and a woman walking side by side. The man dressed in formal attire, of a navy blue suit and the woman wearing a knee-length skirt along with a beautiful lavender colored scarf on her neck. I gaze at them as they walk hand in hand.
Life: Look at that, that lady's face has a warm glow on it whenever she looks at the man. As for the man, his hands are firmly holding her hand, while he keeps on stealing glances on her, making sure she is comfortable and fine. They seem so in love. What a lovely couple!
Although such a warm thought occurred to me, I placed my hand on my heart. All I could feel was the proof of me being alive through my beating heart, nothing else apart from it. I could not feel, nor imagine the love that this warm thought speaked about.
I thought back to the time when I touched that lady's hand. I raise my hand towards the sky and gaze at the sunlight brushing past my fingers, thinking about what had happened back then. I was sure that the pain existed but I couldn't remember the feeling about it.
Unknowingly I take that guide from the pocket of my jacket that I was told to pick up by these foreign thoughts, who said I looked nice in it. I opened the guide and once again the new thought entered my mind.
[Now that you are here. I shall continue. I made this guide for you with a little help from my friend. Although I cannot reveal anything yet, I guarantee you shall know all there is to know about you with time. You will become worthy enough to enjoy that pie.]
I was reminded of the pie, but for reasons unknown I couldn't remember the sensation I had when I had that soup. Before I could dwell deeper. The thought cut me again.
[Take a look at the man and the woman in front of you. You will follow them until they reach their house. Once they do, then open the guide again. Now get going.]
Not even bothering to think about why I should be doing this, I followed those people whom the warm thought referred to as a couple. They seemed to be giggling and laughing and moving towards their home. Their home was not huge, just a small wooden house with a garden in the front. There were various types of flowers in that garden. Looking at that garden I remember the one from before.
The couple on the other hand moved inside the house. I remember the instructions from the thought and open the ancient book, which the thought called as the guide.
A stream of golden characters appeared on it, slowly and steadily. Some characters detached themselves from the guide and flew towards the lady. Dancing like a leaf in the wind, the characters entered the stomach of the lady and disappeared.
[There, this should be enough for now. Now flip the page, Traveler.]
The thought occurred to me.
I flipped the page of the guide and there was nothing on it.
[Place your hands on the page.]
I place my hands on it and suddenly a string of golden characters start appearing on the page. Although I was not able to understand them, it felt novel and somehow connected to me. Just when the characters stopped appearing, they detached themselves from the guide and swiftly entered my forehead one by one.