ANOTHER TIME IS TOO SHORT

CHAPTER ONE: Episode 1 Through the steps of the wind, I heard whispering. I thought it was time to go home but so wrong in my thought. I see these faces, I kept myself, my very face I kept with the crowd because my thought says they came for me. On that, I saw fallacy penned on the print of my feet. These men came from farther country, none could factually tell what they are called but country men is what they are named. It was time to go but complication embraced me before them and hid me in the midst of the crowd. These faces meet faces but the actual face elude their faces. Like the rush of wind, we met. Like the water folded and hit this bank leaving the other without visit, that is how this particular face I captured never last longer at my side but trouble my imagination much more. My heart desire to lodge within you but it looks to me like there is not a room for one. She is fair, hell fair to look upon, but the volume of her beauty I have no compatible instrument to take measure. If this was love, my heart would be gladden to take the trophy as the greatest ultimate searcher. "What am I to your fairness?" My heart born this question only heard by me. Deception quicken her feet closer to me and left no print to trace. "How can such a beauty I should let go?" My heart never consider. Like a burden to me, the tale is yet sealed, the writer was too ready to grip a pen, the ink was yet desiccated; from where should come plain sheet to tell this through ink? It happens like this everyday, it is religiously complicated to control everytime. They told the story but not one could tell it clearly. "How should I live with this?" I tried to know but it never end. It came with painted feathers having the wings decked with beauty. Not again should I be your victim but little did I know I was already called one. "I choose to know you more than here. How do I find you different from here? I choose my voice be heard with you different from here. I choose to talk to you from a place never known about. Talk to me how to find you there." I felt her hands, soft and warm, they spoke romance but she hid from me words. My face downward, her shoe latchet were not perfectly knot. I squat and held her robes. Smile poured. To me, she has fallen but she would not tell those words. Slowly she came down as I and held me up. To me, that way was the best to say, "thanks." "Like the queens from the underworld, let me save few notes of you in my pocket, let me feel your fairness before your feet bear you farther from here." No words she utter but smile was the only one true word she voiced before she travelled behind me. I watched her walked, the fair slim lady with golden hair, she return no eyes behind. At the sound of whistle, she returned and winked, but her feet never stable. "What a beauty I have never seen since my life!" I was overwhelmed by the fragrance of smell. It created history of her within me. I deeply forgot to follow through her steps. I just woke out of feel I was unable to tell what it feels like. The only way I saw her branched was the only way I went through but could not find my way. The light of the day faded her shadow. Where the dark captured me, I made the bank of the river my bed. She never mention her name. "How do I ask after her?" Descriptive thought emerged his mind. It was cold, so cold that he could wrap himself with no cover. The dark wore a different face. It looks like water troubled the sky to make way. "What about where else to hide? Why is the hiding place hidden?" he uttered rhetorically. Water climbed down. His eyes searched around. A dude's boat was the image that fed his eyes. The dude only recall using it when he miss the river. He took himself up about to go make his bed, bead of water ran through a wide leaf and climbed down his back. His back was the field it made sport. His feet bore him near the boat. It was old for real ___ to its weaken age it grew. He got no choice of shelter to stay safe. He covered himself with the boat, yet, the wind found him. "I didn't fight, it was never my wish to fight but fight broke out, " these words he forgot before he woke into reality. The rain was done acting after four hours. The water climbed another height. Morning woke before him. "Whenever you come off bed this early, your boat calls louder than I hear, " Charlie told. "Far from my mind. Now you include it in my diary of this day, I will act it my first agenda, " Pius said. "Pops! " Charlie exclaimed. His finger waved. "No pops. That's what I have got to do. I tried many times. Like hell I did to resist the days of my young to halt visiting this my weak days but can't because I got fire in my guts and this is one of it, " Pius lifted a foot. "For real?" Charlie. His face he gave behind was the word he told him. Charlie watched in silence. "Always not different from the man I know, " he said and made some coffee. His eyes opened. He smelt the fresh breath of the day. "Morning came before me, " he came out. He stretched. "Good day, everyone, " he bathed his face. "My boat! You rented her? Who put her that way?" Pius queried. A frightful glance. "Uh... I think I did, " Richie confessed. "You think or you did?" Pius advanced to the boat. "Your last words are true, " Richie. "You shouldn't have left her this way. At least, you should have helped her up. She's injured. Don't you know you hurt her?" Pius told. "I was about to but she's too weighty for me. I'm sorry, " Richie explained. "She's my b***h. You should have treated her with care. I respect her so much because she keeps me company whenever I come to her, " Pius. "Like I said, I have no different words from what I already told you. Accept my apology, " Richie. "That's no good enough. Give me a hand to take her up. Be quick enough. She's stayed too long this way, "Pius urged. The boat was helped in place. She was offered a swift sanitation "Whoa. Welcome back to life. It's good to be with you after longer days, " Pius kissed her. Richie was watching and fed up of staying to himself. He was about tendering a comprehensive details of how he got there. Double picture of ladies filled his sight. Beauty of one collected his attention. "For minutes, you have given me no words. I like to know you more than this may be the journey of friendship can commence from here. I don't like friends. I hardly keep one but in your case, I will like to take you one, " Pius was rubbing the boat. Silence governed. He stared at him. "Quarrel time or friendship? Which preferable option is your decision for me?" Pius waited. Silence gave response. He channelled a glance at him. He saw distraction. He turned south. The feet of beauties were buried in the water. "Your distraction is here and you gave me silence. You should have mentioned, " Pius hit with his elbow. He woke from imagination. "I'm here. Sorry I went too far from here, " Richie. "You are sorry for nothing that worth no apology. Beauty governed your attention. It is right for any man ___ I mean, a lonely man as you are, " Pius. "Old dude, the way I see it, it's not a good time with us, " Richie dropped a foot. "Oh! Now I understand you better than I should know you. I'm comfortable with my b***h, " Pius. "Excuse me, lady, " Richie claimed the attention of one. "What help does handsome needs me for?" Rita washed her belbow. "According to my thought, it's not really a help but a help somehow, " he watched. "Name your terms, " she faced the other way. "I miss my way on a search for a lady. Do you know her? Can you tell the way her feet carried her?" his eyes stabled on her. A swift turn. "Impossible! How do you want me know a lady with no name? How do you think I should know her without meeting her?" she stared shockingly. "I don't know her by name but I know her by description, " he came out of confusion. Pius shook head and whispered. "Unbelievable!" "Okay. Say some word about her, " she tabled a request. "She is chubby, fair, a bit tall with golden hair and blue eye balls. Is she someone you should know? Is she that woman you have ever known my soul know no stability to know?" he verified. "Hm. You can find her farther from here because such a lady was never created to this planet, " Charity answered. "I don't get it. Do you get me?" he advanced. "I have met none lady alike your description since my stay in this planet, " Rita explained. "Do you have the name of the planet?" he pleaded. "If I do, why should I choose to forget it?" Charity. "One day will lead you to the planet she stays, " Rita pledged. "I wish one day is today we should not stay off each other, " he hoped. Shouty laughter from behind. He turned at him. "The fool, right?" Richie. "The way I see it, she is someone you should love and be in love with, " Pius stabled his eyes on him. "Do I really need you to say something, old dude?" Richie distracted him. "Neither do I need you to worry over the invisible. It's not worth fighting for. Let the p***y lie as it always tell lies, " Pius.