Falling back again

When I was in my teens I remembered reading a book about Merlin. It was not the story but the beginning of the novel that left a mark of an impression on me. It starts of with the protagonist literally tearing her heart out and throwing it in to the river. She is an elf but be it literal or metaphorical the idea is beyond words. The idea that something must have happened to have made her react in such a manner. The agony of a heart pain.

Sometimes its not about your heart being broken but the idea of losing someone or being disappointed with what is happening can also cause such pain. Have you ever gone through a phrase of life where your heart is broken and there is no glimpse of hope and then suddenly all changes? You don't understand why and when it hit you but it does. And you feel free and yet enslaved at the same time. You can breathe and yet you feel suffocated. You want to reach out and yet you like the confinement. You hate the waiting and yet you like the idea of what shall happen next. The idea of this conundrum excites you. If you don't understand it, never mind your time has not come but if you do, you would know the state of mind I am in right now.

Its rationality means irrationality in which one often sites irrationality because it makes more sense than believing in what everyone else thinks is right. But then again how the world functions, most impotantly how you function is subjective. I figured that it would be good to leave things alone and see what happens but at the same time a little voice in me tells me to go forth and I just wonder if I should. Playing with pandora's box is diasterous but not doing so is deadly for me. We shall see...

Glin's Adventures at Homey Castle

A new story with a special group of people. See if you can identify yourselves

“Grannie hurry up, we are all waiting for you!”

“I am coming dearies, I am coming” I replied as I slowly made my way to the living room. I could feel my hip moving in different directions and wonder when they would fall off. I am seventy years old and I already feel like a fossil. Life has been great to me and I have taken advantage of it. No one is to be blamed for my dying bones. I have always been proud of who I have been and never once regretted the way I choose to live my life. Perhaps the reason was that I never lived an ordinary life. No one can when you had discovered what I had. From then on life changes for you even if you don’t want to. Resistance was not an option.

“Grannie hurry!!!”

I had finally made my entrance at the living room to see the eager faces of my three grandchildren. They were all seated near the fire place all clean and smelling of baby talcum powder. They were a bunch of rascals yet when it comes to ten at night you cannot help but be amuse at their inncoent faces and brightly lit eyes. They were a cunning bunch and they knew it was only in winter can they exploit their granny. And I on the other hand welcomed it.

“So granny what adventure will it be tonight? “asked the smartest of the three.

“Tell us something different this time. Something scary!” giggled the second one and put the sheets on his head.

“No granny, something not so scary please…” whispered the youngest of them all.

“Okay , okay settle down little ones. Today’s story is going to be rather interesting one. And I promise it is not going to be scary but perhaps more weird” I replied

“Oh go on Granny!!” yelled all three

I began my story. I remember this as clearly as it had happened yesterday. It happened when I was a young lady. An age where you have outgrown the idea of a fairytale or a fantasy world. I was a normal girl living a normal life, that what I thought until I found a hole in time and ended myself in a parallel universe. So far I had taken two trips, once to the roman empire where I encountered Brutus and Caser and the other was during the witch trial at Salam. However this was a travel I had not expected. I was about to enter a dimension beyond my wildest dreams.

It was in the mid of July and I had found myself awake in a huge canopy bed. It was dark and yet I could see well. The moonlit was shining through the window and had lit the entire room. I was flabbergasted. I found myself staring at old ruin walls . It seem like I was in a castle. Then I heard a knock on the door and it opened.

“Hello, may I come in?”

“Yes please enter” I replied.

A huge shadow of a creature entered my room. It was well build and really huge. He reminded me of the incredible Hulk except that his body was the texture of wood . What was really remarkable was that he had the most handsome smile that I have ever seen. It made me feel secure and I was not afraid of him.

“Hello my name Luza. And I know you, you are Glin right?”

I nodded and smiled. He then passed me a bag which happens to contain some clothes and asked me to meet him in the hall once I am done freshening up and then he left without a sound. I looked into the bag to find the most peculiar outfit. It was something the female protagonist in a Zorro Movie would wear. But who cares, I like dressing up and so I quickly got out of my nightgown and into that suit.


I closed the door behind me and was surprised to find a spiral stair case. There was nothing else there, no matter, no rooms. It was just the stairs. So I made my way down the stair which were made up of florescent lights. They were not too bright but as I made my way down, the light behind me went off.

Finally I reached the end of the stair case and saw a huge table that seats ten people. The funny thing was that there was no one at the seats but there was food place at each chair and each one was different.

“hello? Anyone there?” I called out

Apparently no respond and then I saw one of the seats move out and I reckoned that it was a signal for me to seat myself. So I made my way to the seat. And as I sat people appeared in the other seats out of the thin air. I was seating beside Luza who smiled at me. He was sitting at the head of the table. Luza then bowed and everyone started to dine.

“Let me introduce you later after the meal .”

There was a young lady sitting opposite me She was dressed in purple and somewhat seem very quiet. I think she was aware of me staring at her and looked up from her cup of tea and biscuit and smiled. She seemed to be a kind soul and there was a twinkle in her eyes. I later found out that her name was Tulip.

Next to her was a tall gentleman in a basket ball shirt and seem to be reading some Chinese philosopher‘s writings. What was rather interesting was as he read, the Chinese words would circle around his head. His name was Helix.

Next to me was another lady. She had an innocent child like face and yet she was wearing a shield and was carrying a bow and arrow which she placed near her. She was constantly trying to work on what looked like a small laptop and also to manage her meal. Her name was Xelina

Next to Xelina was a gentleman was who looked very ordinary. There was nothing unique about him. He looked plain at the first glance. But if you look closer you could see small slips what seem to be molten larva coming out from small microscopic spores of his body. His name was Vollare

Beside Helix set a rather quiet but cunning looking young gentleman. But I was soon to discover that he was the infamous prankster. He could fool anyone and create optimal illusion. What was prevalent about him was that he carried a sliver bag that could fit anything he stole.

Opposite him seat a rather flamboyant young lady. She was busy chatting- one on her phone and the other on her laptop. She had a rather interesting I-pod that she could command to do things for her. She seem to be so tech savy that even the seat she was seating was playing music. Her name was Gloria

Opposite her was a man busy going through a pile of sheets. He seem to be speed reading them and as he put down the sheets I realized that the words on them had disappeared. He did pause and looked up at me and smiled a warm fatherly smile and then went back to his work.

Now the last person at the table who sat opposite Luza was a curious case. He was silently eating his meal . He seemed to be the shy sort yet he seemed fierce looking. In between bites he would either seem to be gazing down at his lap or at the open space. Later I discovered that he was indeed a shy type who was secluded and lives in a world of his own. He seem to have a rather private life and for a moment I imagined myself as Shylock investigating , ‘ The Secret life of Tridor’. That was his name, Tridor.

I was thrilled but at the same time I had no idea why I was here in the first place. I had to wait for everyone to finish their respective meals and I would find out soon enough. All I had to do is to wait.

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