CrocusMist

“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

“Mama…” my tone is calmer this time. 


 I realized that my anger is like a switch. Whenever I remember what they did made me evolve into some vicious beast but looking at her soothe my wild side. 


She did not answered. She stayed quiet and the longer she did it, the worse it felt for me. She stared at the glass of water as if looking at it would save her from all the questions I have. 


“So, he does..” more of a confirmation than a suggestion. 


I heard her harsh intake of breath. She looks tired more than ever. I am as mad as I can be but seeing her looking this way slowly tamed the vicious beast clawing its way out. Like a trainer petting me with the softest strokes of tranquility. 


The mayor and his son, they set the fire ablaze, but whenever I see her, its feels like I am being rocked in her sweetest lullaby. 


Chapter 27: Wild