You won't believe it

"My name is Myth." He replied to my thougnt which was contemplating on the best way to ask him what his name was.

I scanned everywhere for my mother and siblings and I saw them together chatting happily. I knew they must be feeling very relieved that I returned.

My eyes and Martha's met and we smiled at each other. I continued looking around and I noticed that the head priest cast an undiverted and suspicious gaze on me l felt uncomfortable and wondered what next he was up to.

As expected he was the person who looked the least pleased by my arrival.

I was really tired of the mission's ups and downs and needed to get some rest luckily for me, the head priest begged to see the gargoyle and he obliged.

I became the only one occupying the stage and as I walked down I heard the children naively begin to sing a dirge for me though I still lived.

"Our hero may has gotten the mission accomplished at the cost of his life; Moments with him will remain ever green in our hearts... The adults had a hard time trying to stop the dirge and finally got it under their control and then began to cast an apology gaze on me.

I went down wondering why they expected me to come back dead. Immediately l left their midst Martha jumped on my shoulders while Steve held my hands so tightly.

"Where is Mom" I asked them. "Behind us Steve replied after looking back. I turned back to see her following us with a weak smile. She must have cried herself out.

The crowd was dispersing slowly. "Old woman do you know you are being so childish?" I said referring to my sister Martha who still hung over my back and.

"Yes and I love to" she replied happily and understood her reason. She hopped down and we began to chat on our way home with me cotributing less to the discussion till we got home.

"How long did I spend in the dark cave?" l asked referring to no one in particular.

"You spent about thirty three hours." Replied Steve.

I decided not to think on how this time eluded me. "Who knows how long I spent in the valley of dreams?" I thought rhetorically. My mother came in and motioned me to come and give her a hug and this I did.

You are welcomed back Sunny. Come l want to inspect you." She told me and I smiled at her knowing what she meant.

She used this term frequently when I was a kid to see how many injuries I got after a days play and fight and tend to it.

We entered my room and I stripped myself leaving only my underpants on. She untied my improvised bandages and gasped at the injuries which I have on my body just in two days. "What did this to you" she asked me while tending to the injury.

"Even if told you, you won't believe it." I replied.

"Nevermind get some rest." She said

dismissing the discussion.