“I once dreamt to reach the unreachable, but I didn’t expect that dreams are the most reachable.” – Ansel

From north to south. From east to west. Ansel traveled the world in a loop. He sees the unimaginable in his dreams. He sometimes wishes that the clouds would knock on the window in his class’ and take him to the farthest mountains, away from everything. They are not rich. They only own a small amount of land that his mother put all her strength to pay for, in a few pennies she earns. As the time goes by, he learns that life outside the dreamland is impossible! He wishes to never wake up in one of the best dreams he ever had. Life in there gets too satisfying that he thought of never coming back.

El Viajero

I rubbed my tummy in contentment. I shakily put down the cup of water, as I try to stand up. That was a sumptuous meal! The tribe leader remained seated, still eating the remains of his plate. I, on the other hand, cannot take more of the food. Shiba, who noticed me struggling from getting up, walked towards me and help me on my feet. 


He nodded and turned to his father. “baba, I will now take muponesi wangu to his imba.” 


And with that said, we went outside the hut, letting him lead the way. The moon shone so bright with the stars enhancing the beauty of the night. The breeze was a bit colder, swaying the thin parts of the barren branches of the dark tree that I noticed earlier this day. The tree, with the well under it, is standing a few feet away from where we came from. 


Chapter 21: Cure