We came to a stop at last in front of a three storey mansion. Well, at the very least, its wrought iron gates. There were twin doves carved into the design of the gate which each dove facing upward as if in anticipation of flight. My guide gestured me to go in. I stepped forward and the gate swung automatically open in greeting. I took a few more steps forward before looking back. My guide was gone. I guess that was where we were meant to part. I turned back and continued forward to the door counting the steps. On the 75th step, I stood face to face with the door. Unsure of what to do, I knocked.
"Enter," a voice sounded.
I looked for a door knob and found that there was none. I pushed the door lightly and it refused to move. Puzzled, I put more force onto the hand that was placed on the door. When it still did not move, I looked at the door one more time in detail. A clean white slate. That's what it looks like. There seems to be words inscribed on the door. I tried to make them out but they were in a language that I didn't understand. I traced the writing with my finger and felt the door slip. So it was a sliding door? I felt confused but entered nonetheless. Stepping into the room, I came to face another man. Upon seeing my face, he smiled.
"Welcome to my humble abode. My name is Fai Hiler. What may I do for you?"
"Um, I just followed a person who told me to come here. I am Rick Nathan."
"I am well aware. Please, have a seat." Fai said gesturing to the empty seat in front of him.
I walked uncertainly forward and sat on the chair. Fai continued to smile at me, waiting for something.
"I could read your mind and answer all your questions for you. However, it would be rude for me to do so. Voice your questions, and I will answer them. Do not fear me, for you have yet to wrong me of intention."
With that, our conversation started. A conversation full of unimaginable ideas, unbelievable facts and undeniable truth.
22 February 2010
13 February 2010
34 Part 2
My footsteps echoed through the empty street as the sole of my shoe hit against the cobbled stone. My guide was silent as the night that he sees through his eyes.
Walking in silence, there was no pretence. If I was less than a man, he'd be more than an ordinary man. He walked at a pace that was surely hard for his long legs, yet he didn't move any faster as I would have trouble keeping up. Such a person he was. A stony exterior yet kind and gentle. No, that doesn't seem to be it. It feels more like... manners? A gentlemanly nature. Surely if he was walking a dog he would walk a dog's pace. He is a man of respect. He respects all that he is around. It's as if being alive is his pride. No, that doesn't seem to be it either... This man is unreadable, with so many contradicting habits... What exactly is wrong with my analysis? It doesn't fit... Nothing fits... Even the town and everything else doesn't fit... I guess there is no logic in this illogical world...
"That's right, this world surpasses the logic of humans."
I stopped in my tracks, reflecting on his words. The words that flowed in a whisper with the wind. He read my mind? How? But I already had the answer... This is a world that surpasses logic.
He stood at a distance, waiting for me. I regained a little of my composure and resumed our walk...
Walking in silence, there was no pretence. If I was less than a man, he'd be more than an ordinary man. He walked at a pace that was surely hard for his long legs, yet he didn't move any faster as I would have trouble keeping up. Such a person he was. A stony exterior yet kind and gentle. No, that doesn't seem to be it. It feels more like... manners? A gentlemanly nature. Surely if he was walking a dog he would walk a dog's pace. He is a man of respect. He respects all that he is around. It's as if being alive is his pride. No, that doesn't seem to be it either... This man is unreadable, with so many contradicting habits... What exactly is wrong with my analysis? It doesn't fit... Nothing fits... Even the town and everything else doesn't fit... I guess there is no logic in this illogical world...
"That's right, this world surpasses the logic of humans."
I stopped in my tracks, reflecting on his words. The words that flowed in a whisper with the wind. He read my mind? How? But I already had the answer... This is a world that surpasses logic.
He stood at a distance, waiting for me. I regained a little of my composure and resumed our walk...
08 February 2010
33 Part 1
In a world where no one lives, in a place where no one stays. I stumble upon a time which was lost, captured from the time of unknown days. I walked through the gates, a gap in the space. I ended up in a place where everyone walks with grace. Why is it that this world with lands so vast, managed to elude nature and men of the present and past? I was befuddled by the appearance of such a land, that its beauty evaded my eyes though it was right in front of my hand. There was not a flaw, a single blemish. Not a single fault that could be righted not. A place of perfection, where nothing can be a distraction. Until someone steps in and disturbs the balance.
The streets had cleared, the people gone. No sounds of life, nothing moving in sight. That was when he appeared. A man like no other. In fact it wasn't a man but a creature bearing semblance to the figure of a man. I stared at the being moving without a sound. His steps even on the ground. He came at me with no apparent effort. This caused me quite some discomfort. My mind went blank, empty of thoughts. As in front of me he came to a stop. Now that he was this close I noticed something I couldn't see before. This being in front of me couldn't see. Yet, he was observing me as if he had eyes. Those eyelids of his were sealed tight by a scar. A wound irreparable that robbed him of his light. He motioned me to follow him and he turned around. Then we started a walk through what seemed like a ghost town.
The streets had cleared, the people gone. No sounds of life, nothing moving in sight. That was when he appeared. A man like no other. In fact it wasn't a man but a creature bearing semblance to the figure of a man. I stared at the being moving without a sound. His steps even on the ground. He came at me with no apparent effort. This caused me quite some discomfort. My mind went blank, empty of thoughts. As in front of me he came to a stop. Now that he was this close I noticed something I couldn't see before. This being in front of me couldn't see. Yet, he was observing me as if he had eyes. Those eyelids of his were sealed tight by a scar. A wound irreparable that robbed him of his light. He motioned me to follow him and he turned around. Then we started a walk through what seemed like a ghost town.
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