THE UNKNOWN
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CHAPTER THREE: Episode 1
Many days he hid it, in a day old she found
it.
"Until you find what is missing,
your days will keep mixing
with the nights, " a voice.
He gave attention. To him, it was an arduous experience to depict the particular cardinal points the voice came from. It echo gradually popped down. Sterling sat. Richie was not comfortable with the uncanny face. He adjusted.
"Distance can't change a thing.
Like the wind, I will always
find you, " Sterling told.
"I barely know you, " Richie talked.
"That's because I'm sent, "
Sterling worded.
"Why are you here? From who?"
Richie asked.
The past appeared. The ghost waved a finger at him. Why was the reason he asked why. Sterling cleared his throat and demanded for water. Richie's temper climbed.
"What hell are you? You have
water in front of you. Are you
covered with sudden blindness?
You came to trouble me, uh?"
Richie conversed unmannered.
He was about to advance, she pleaded.
"I see you are not in good time with
your very self, " he walked.
She hindered him few miles away.
"I told you not to. Why did you acted
your mind?" she questioned.
"Sometimes, wounds are not always lucky to get immediate treat. I also have emotion. He is not ready for me, not this time have I seen his readiness, " he regretted.
"Not when I featured you in
my role, " she told him.
"I need you clear out of my way, "
he told her.
"Let history not have it included
in record that the living and the
dead venture into battle, "
she meant it.
"Break the spell that has caged him.
He won't listen to me in spell, " he
uncovered.
This time, he missed out of her sight. She teared. A lady was coming almost to pass her by. It looks like she had hope. She was hopeless when she was deaf to her calling. To the water, she was about taking her bath. The fragrance of her body visited Richie. His eyes searched. The memory awoke afresh. The ghost was gone apace. On a seat of contemplation, he was standing closer to her before his body was there. About to collect water the second time, he halted with a distractive greeting. She held him still in her eyes.
"Forgive me firstly. I should have
hinder you if not that a reason
wants it so, " he said.
"Have I met you before?" she asked.
"If this be several moment we
meet, I shouldn't be standing
to your face like the stranger at
first, " he uttered.
"Give me reason to brought you to me, " she demanded.
"I wanna know what love is, "
he opened up.
"The feelings died before you choose to keep it alive, " she confessed.
"Words were scarcely found in his mouth. He does not want to live with chains but he is beyond the man living in this world with chains.
"Your fragrance brought the past that is why I refuse to pass, " he told her.
"Can I bathe now?" she queried.
"What about what I said?" he expected an answer.
"I'm not the one for that. Don't
hang your mind there, " she said.
He walked and watched her leave after bathe from his corner. On the surface of the water she floated. She peeked. He was not far from his view. Beside him she was too close.
"Hey, " she uttered and placed her
hand on his shoulder.
He fell off her hand.
"What do you want me for?" he
asked.
"Anger just spoke. The man I
know has said nothing, " she said.
"I barely know what is happening to
us because I wanna know, " he
voiced.
"It's hard for me to understand, "
she confessed.
"If this is what love is, then I'm not lucky at your side, " he complained.
"Make your words plain, " she
demanded.
He muted.
"I see it's time to say goodbye. Since that is what you want, I will let loose, " she waited his words but he never mention any.
It was meaningless to preserve her seat by his side. Into the water she made her journey. At the shore he was standing. He looked deep into the water, his eyes took hold of no image of her kind. Weird sound paid visit. Unfamiliar reaction. Whenever this sound is born, he is never the man he used to be. The sound came like that of wild animals.
Several torment.
"Wake! Wake!! Wake up, dead wood!
Two options are before you. Any
one you choose is best for you.
If he die, you die. If he live, you
live. I hate silence to offer me
words on your behalf, " the ghost
was mean.
"Since my life, my life known no
threat like this day you brought it, "
Sterling said.
"Pending question, " she
reminded.
"Even if I choose to act your will, you are still far from him, " he told her.
"What meaning does that
have to tell?" she questioned.
"Take your time to look. When you
find the answer, you always know
how to find me, " he was quicky be
gone.
From farther, the wraith held him in her eyes for minutes. She saw blindness. Nearer to Richie, he was fallen asleep. She squat in front of him. With caution, she looked. She seen nothing. She wanted to return but this strong feel spoke negative. What could it be denying her movement?
It was not visible to tell, not in her imagination did she know it. She bowed and looked on his face this another one time. Another face she snapped on his face. Boiling from within, she troubled her head of where she had met that face when alive and in the land where she currently belong. Never had she met that kind. She returned.
"Who is she to come between us?"
April questioned with too much heat.
He jerked awake. He dreamt. Eyes were the ultimate searcher. None came into the picture.
"She was with me and I had no idea," he blamed himself to had travelled farther asleep.
A walk to the bank of the river, the water mirrored him. This goddess was not pleased with him. Whenever anger catch up with her, forgiveness spend three days to emerge. It was hard for him to word. He had climbed the ladder of addiction with someone he is struggling to love. His heart faint whenever she show up but his flesh only that wants her where she is not needed.
"If this dream is reality, show
up and repeat your words!" he
voiced strongly.
Water boil in its coldness. He became a guest in the hands of surprise. On a different attire was her appearance. Another beauty he saw upon her.
"I never thought of seeing you
in this manner, " he told.
"Right. That is because I choose not to be the same picture in the eyes of my lover, " April confessed.
"How will I know the real you?"
he asked.
"I appear in my true form because I don't want you to mistake another in my place, " she truthful told.
"Nothing more I hold on to
if not you I hold on to, " she
gave a reply.
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