Singing Snowberg
Chapter Six
Olympic <6>
Chros©
“Dear Salix,
'' I don’t know why I’m writing this, I want to know how are you? The opening ceremony will be held next week, we’re getting ever busier, and something happened but I think I couldn’t tell you. By the way I’m perfect, today Devo and I printed identity badges and some posters, anyway it’s okay to fill our days with businesses. Have you found a job? How is your host family I want to know more about it, do they have cats? Or dogs? And most importantly, you have to keep warm, if you’re feeling cold just find a comfortable warm place, if you’re happy. Love you.
'' Yours Cyano”
After the letter I felt really good, just like that day played water in the bathtub with Salix. The pen is in my hand, and I need to write them down in case they were dumped into the deep places. I never had a diary habit, now I know how they remember their childhoods.
“You looked tired, need a nap? I’ll cover.” “Thanks.”
This stadium isn’t new, I heard they usually held football games here. Sitting at one of many seats, now I only think about how small I am. And when it filled with crowd, how great it would be. A box of cigarette costs 500, can’t say it’s expensive compared to a bottle of juice. Oh I remember how Salix said we would sneak into the plant farm and pick some fruits. I saw apples are on the branches, like spirits holding their breath in the greenhouses which are most close to where we passed by every time taking the buses on and off the work. I see the blue sky though it’s an expensive artificial illusion. The artificial breeze feels good when I lay prostrate across five of those soft cushions, what a luxury! I should bring my player with me today, I’ll do it tomorrow, but tomorrow’s not for my laziness, better not to sleep too late.
When it’s about to call it a day I asked Devo a question, “You don’t like my place? I suppose.” Perhaps I shouldn’t put a question mark on my speaking, plus he gave me a confirmation, “I like it when I visited you that time, I mean... when you were sick.” I didn’t want to talk anything about sickness, and I felt worse after his confirmation. I hate him. So now I’m de-ordering my room, make it messier. How was my room? I close my eyes and implement a time travel....
Done. If I have paint I would definitely paint some totems, but the ventilation system isn’t working well in my room. The smell in the room isn’t so easy to change but I can’t use air freshener because it kills the smell Salix left. And I knew suddenly what’s missing in my room. I’d rather sleep right now, an early sleep makes a brighter tomorrow. The more you want it the harder it gets, sleep belongs to this kind of thing. If I go wander about the corridors outside they would put me into the hospital, wait, hospital wings! Rosa, I should visit Rosa! What time is it? Ten. Will do.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been here. There’re no nurses at the station, some patients are standing or sitting by the panoramic window, all looking at the outside, which is brighter than the inside. I sneak along the walls, soon catching Lazy sitting with his usual occupation, starring at the sky.
“Oh I got you, Where’s your master?” I’m heading towards the room 1000 as I’m speaking to him, “Lazy do you miss Salix? You do? But he’s not here with us. You feel lonely? Hum... me too.” Room 531 is unoccupied, let’s see... suppose I shouldn’t spy on them but you knew I’m a curious boy. And curiosity comes and results in prices, that the window of room 968 was blocked from inside by a piece of paper. Quite obvious.
“Lazy, are you hungry? I have snacks, but promise me you won’t destroy my blue flower... deal, you’re lovely I love you.”
“You’re talking to a cat. It signs something.” “What? That I’m mad?” “That you’re getting closer to Lejanía. That ultimate destination.” “Lejanía? What’s that?” “A place where we came from? Eons of lightyears away. We have to go back, you mustn’t forget.” “Is it a paradise? Are there good people that love me? Will I be happy there?” “No. No and no.” “Then why? The earth is good enough.” “We have to, what if I tell you our hearts are stored there?” “I possess my heart!” “Don’t fret, you do possess your heart. Do you... how much do you know your heart?” “I, me, no this isn’t me, let me think....” “Getting closer.” “I could’t use few words describe that place....” “How much? Give me a percentage.” “Eh... no! It’s not fathomable!” “You’re right.... Cyano. Look. Is it beautiful?”
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