Singing Snowberg
Chapter Two
Morph <3>
Chros©
It’s time to take the scan, but it shows I have 200,219 Credits. Did someone transferred to me? Then why didn’t I get the information from the Runners? The blue ray flashes across my retina, then I knew, that I already had known this when I took the scan last time. Trace back through time, I remembered it came from the paper I signed at the day of check-in. My father’s name is on it, he exchanged 200,000 Credits in advance for me.
“Don’t forget to pay the bills every 9th day of the month.” “What’s the consequences?” “Excuse me?” “I’m new here,” I explained. “You will be in the volunteer team, do anything according to your order, until the bills are cleared. Never do such thing, I heard someone died in the mountains.” Sounds bad.
On the way back, I thought of the way way back when I was home. I feel so embarrassed and guilty, for the fact that I never cared about them. I started to think about what made me a negative person, someone who lives in the dark, almost binds with it. Home, home, is it what I was always looking for? But I was live in a dark gutter, like thousands others, not aware the home where families are was not what we want. Then where is the perfect place? Is it why we travel?
This is how I remember the dream I had last night.
I was in China again, the charming blue sea before me. That woman wearing grey clothes was still sitting by the shoreline when I first opened my eyes. In the blink of the eye, her figure transformed into a little girl. She was wearing a colourful dress the pattern of rainbow, she looked skinny and delicate, but the way she moved was with an uncoordinated powerful aura. I knew instantly that her name is Morph.
This girl looked at me, I could tell her gaze never faltered. “Do you want to know where you are?” She put out my question, but I couldn’t move my mouth as if somebody was pressing on it, I felt breathless. “Do you want to see what Devo is doing in his cell, alone? And what happened when you and Rosa were on the boat? What happened after you left home?”
I realised these are all the things I have to face, they will never change no matter what I did to forget them.
“Do NOT hide, do NOT escape.” I was too fragile in mind, I cried. Everything is temporary everything will go but I hope to see her again. Things don’t go back, unless time flows back.
“There are possibilities, and they could be true.” What possibilities what’re true?
She moved her hands as if to slide open the window, the illusion of sea was torn apart. Then I see Uyuni, and realised this was the state I was in before I met Rosa, total loneliness, but beautiful and clean. Who says I live in a gutter? This self-loathing will never end until I finally remember everything. At that moment I remembered some of the stories she told me when I was with her, and realised we had so many good memories together, that her magical stories could be that powerful, that I had to seal them when she died because it hurt so much. The water overflowed, and the crystallised salt was growing higher.
“Cyano, it is your turn to face it.” She slides open the illusion again, the crevasse shows the deck and handrail of the boat. After I went in I looked back, I saw Sunder again. I wanted her sing me some phrases, but she was just holding her umbrella, usual smile on the face.
The crevasse closed. I am alone. The illusion on my back now is only the view of the Antarctic sea, I can’t even see the rest part of this ship, only a little part of the handrail I can get a hold on to, the deck only has a place for me to stand. It’s like standing on the tip of an iceberg, but the “ship” is still sailing. Sky is grey as usual, wind is gathering speed. Before I realised what’s happening, a body was tossed into the sea. It’s Rosa!
I jump into the water after her without a second thought. But wait, this time it’s different, I can’t control my body, just my mind in this body. I’m waiting for the water clogging my mind, but the chill is just making it more sober. Well, for the body it does. She is just few strokes away, strangely as it is, she’s not struggling. Nevertheless, she’s too thin for the coldness. The sun is in its setting stage, golden radius shines through the foggy clouds. She is no longer visible from my view in a short while, I dive into the turbulent. She is drifting few feet down the surface, whales are swimming around her, she's spinning like a Venus underwater. The sunset glow pierces into the water, again, the blue is burning. Oh my holy God please save him, just go! This body is already frozen, before closing my eyes I saw the whales were sailing towards me....
“There are possibilities.” Suddenly this body is no longer heavy, I’m tossed back to the iceberg, dry and sober. No no stop, I may realised something.
“Cyano. Look. Is it beautiful?” Rosa is speaking, next to me, alive! She is watching the sunset. But I’ve watched the sunset for many thousand times. I get hold on her hands. She shakes her head, still watching the sunset, more red in store. I feel the burn on my body, after all, nature isn’t always cold. Suddenly she jumped into the water, and the view made me hesitate for a little while. The water wasn’t cold as I recalled this time. I swam to her, in my arms she’s unconscious already.
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