“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 have never thought that he would do such a thing. my thoughts are incoherent with grief. I turned to face my mother who is now lying helpless on the floor. Her cheeks are puffed and red. Her face is stained with tears and mixed with what seemed to be dried ones. It looks like she has been crying for so long. But what caught my eyes are the unusual dark spots on his face. Her face is almost covered with it, below her eyes, on both of her cheeks, her chin. Looking like she was hit for a couple of times. Some looks fresh while others look like it has been there and is in the process of healing 


“mama.” Is the only thing I could say. I am bewildered beyond measure. 


“Ansel, my son, what are you doing here?” she tried to smile but it came out to be a weak one that did not reached her eyes. She twitched a bit, maybe because even doing that is hard for her. 


Chapter 26: Kryptonite