Zhuhuri (32)

Dimitri

The door creaked behind us as it slowly closed. Then like all the doors in this it too disappeared and was replaced by a brick wall. I took a quick peak and Damien and noticed that he was still a brick wall of emotions. I really couldn’t tell how he was handling all of this.

I then turned back to face the old woman. She was now sitting up on her bed. She also had a candle in her hand. Then she whispered some words in a language I had not heard before and the candle was lit. The old lady held the candle with both hands. She then stretched out both hands slowly. Once both her hands were fully stretched she let go of the candle and to my surprise the candle continued to move in the air until it reached the center of the room. Then the candle stopped. The whole room was now brightly light by the candle that was hanging in the air. How normal.