The little boy was delighted.He stood on the deck,hands tightly gripped
around the bow railings,watching his parents rowing a littler boat and having
fun.They looked very tiny,the little boy mused.Their boat bobbed ever so
lightly on the waters.The azure deepening to a cerulean tinge and then with the
approach of the night,the deep blue of a student’s ink bottle.It had been a
very long time since he had seen his parents so happy.
The boy looked at the sky.For a second,there was surprise on his face.Almost like he had seen something.A face.But then,he assumed that it was just the cool night wind making him see stuff.
And then came the yellow flowers..All at once.The sea was full of them.The boy wondered how they had come up all of a sudden.An unseen spectacle it was for him.Moving outwards,radiating out from a single epicentral point in the water.Golden amber filling every little crevice in the sea surface.
The little boat moved on jollily,but now the voices coming from it weren't that of glee.The boy saw his mother rise with a start,she seemed to be screaming.And then his father made her sit again,hugging her close to him.He wondered why she was screaming.The golden flowers were now dancing.Transfixed,he stood watching the way they moved,consuming the darkness.Delight filled his being,the joy of seeing something that was previously unknown.
He kept looking from the deck,there was a kind of grey darkness rising from above the flowers.If only his parents would bring one back for him.His mother had stopped screaming.
Ohh..he noticed.
Some of the flowers were making their way towards his parents' boat.
Take some,mommy...please.
The boy felt sweat trickling down his brows.And then long grey wisps began to rise from everywhere.Obscuring his view.Blurring out the sudden burst of golden that emanated from the place where the little boat previously was.
He felt dizzy. A voice was speaking to him. Calling out Miroven,Miroven. His name... Asking him to come along. Telling him to embrace sleep.A beautiful lady clad in black.
***
The boy looked at the sky.For a second,there was surprise on his face.Almost like he had seen something.A face.But then,he assumed that it was just the cool night wind making him see stuff.
And then came the yellow flowers..All at once.The sea was full of them.The boy wondered how they had come up all of a sudden.An unseen spectacle it was for him.Moving outwards,radiating out from a single epicentral point in the water.Golden amber filling every little crevice in the sea surface.
The little boat moved on jollily,but now the voices coming from it weren't that of glee.The boy saw his mother rise with a start,she seemed to be screaming.And then his father made her sit again,hugging her close to him.He wondered why she was screaming.The golden flowers were now dancing.Transfixed,he stood watching the way they moved,consuming the darkness.Delight filled his being,the joy of seeing something that was previously unknown.
He kept looking from the deck,there was a kind of grey darkness rising from above the flowers.If only his parents would bring one back for him.His mother had stopped screaming.
Ohh..he noticed.
Some of the flowers were making their way towards his parents' boat.
Take some,mommy...please.
The boy felt sweat trickling down his brows.And then long grey wisps began to rise from everywhere.Obscuring his view.Blurring out the sudden burst of golden that emanated from the place where the little boat previously was.
He felt dizzy. A voice was speaking to him. Calling out Miroven,Miroven. His name... Asking him to come along. Telling him to embrace sleep.A beautiful lady clad in black.
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