The little girl drooped her head and watched her own shadow on the water surface of the well . She didn't want anyone knew that her hanky with a coin wrapped in it was falling into the well .
None will help her to get it .She tried it herself , pulling out water by the bail but the hanky with the coin was dropping deeper mixed in the stone and mud at the ground of the well . Except all the waters pulled out..but it won't happen, certainly.She was just woke up from long siesta after the tiring school hours and felt so hungry . No food at all on the table. She wanted to to buy something by the coin ...She cried without any slightest sound ...Her imaginary friend came each time she felt down .He was a Sultan, having a face almost like Anwell ,but different attitude.It's a joy to talk to this imaginary one ..not Anwell ? Maybe not ... Anwell had something scary ...his tongue! Hurting and bitter ..Raven used to cry and came to their mother , telling her what Anwell said ...their mom would just soothing him " lt's alright...just be patient with him , dear "Willow tried to do it too but she could not as she herself needed help ..Poor girl ! Well , better meeting her fantasy and imaginary friends ...Willow bowed ," Thank you ,Sultan"She was told to call Anwell that way whether he gave her some things or not . She didn't also know and called as sultan staring at the delicate sable on the huge lonely desert briefly , " You are welcome,and be my guess "The sound of waves ,up and down blown through the dancing wild bush at the other part of his land belong to his father.She looked up at the moving cloudswhich was so beautiful like big white light stones or pretty silver fire , flaming in the daylight." Will you be my savior? " She uttered the words herself,none heard , hopefully not , they will laugh at someone doing self talk .She remembered the mystery fact about human ' s fear of darkness but his attention came back to the unique shapes of clouds ..funny panda..andThe stunning tigers...?She murmured," All has its own way to show their role in nature, each thing has its resemblance.."Willow fantasized her imaginary friend remarked ,"So, acknowledge your pals in their vary qualities ""They are more variant and complicated....do you think beast and plants less vary than human ?"" Human have all of their qualities.."" Haha ...there are fauna and flora in us ... maybe you are right "" There are whom we call pals or foes..both can turn to other positions when time comes""Treating them proportionally ..foe is foe friend is friend "" Will you ummm... let a bad person walk on the same floor and under the same roof ? "* For me ,it's such a disgusting idea"Then the talk developed to a more mature topic "So what? Avoiding bad people..? Basically..well don't marry a bad spouse .. except you are the lousy one yourself ..hahah ""Right, a preacher said ,choose a good future spouse"" Right, believers will ask guidance in any problems to them, preacher l mean while disbelievers consult to shaman or devils...or relying on their own way, right? "" Everybody has it..how to overcome issues,some use shaman to cure them from illness or to kill their rivals in business or romance,me,l will kill the source of it...by giving in .."" And do not involve in idiot rivalry except by fair play ""No rage today. ..by the way ? Meditation help ones to free from it "" Principally we know that grudge only suck up our energy ""Yes,the only way to be happy inside is having peace with yourself"Self-defense is a thing that all of us should know .We might need to protect ourselves first to counteract lots of weird issues and information around..One said that "The world was convinced in 2012 that it was going to be the end of the world and that's doomsday...but numerous of insect might laugh at it as they have sharper instinct than any experts express the fake ones .A little ant may have defended its life by clutching painstakingly in a muddy and watery surface of a thread and some individuals thought it was just a myth.Horrendous monsters ,on the other hand are not weird fake entities created by film makers as reflection of the elites who want to control the world ..."" Um ...as they are the ones who impress the world, then they emerge from the sky of their hidden agendas through technology development...?"On the flat ground, Willow dried some big leaves to keep some odd little creatures. After a while Sultan learnt to adapt the game by his interest in small things like he saw in Willow ..all the past days he only thought about gigantic walls he wish to build one day for defending his land from any intruders both outsiders and insiders.However, was he watching intensely when a group of insects travel from outside the site and now they searched new homes, they discovered that the world outside is even sometime more promising than they could have imagined , as beast also have sort of data of memory."Hiiii! Can I apply this kind of pollen into a loaf of bread? " Willow talked to the little insects as a young mother to her baby.She remembered what sultan told her about nobel family having to study with some tutors everyday at palace in the afternoon ,studying the whole subject since at school grade 1,which he hated a lot as it resulting the best score at class but not to raise best imaginative people.Like Willow, a peasant girl and her best friend,a shepherd named Lynx .They have to be great on Math, English ,some world language, science etc .How tv cartoon replaced short story for them ? Till now, Willow loves Anton Chekhov short story "The Cherry Orchard" and "Uncle Vanya", apart from having a plan to search Winnie the Pooh ' s house with Lynx .While having fun watching her played , Sultan jokingly said to himself "l like the girl ..well , if she reach her right age , should l make her as my lawful wife or my mistress....? " But surely he didn't say it , it's just a bit wild idea that coming into his mind as seeing how genuine Willow was while she played with nature .His guards were around him invisibly and he was a bit unhappy when they come, commenting carelessly about Willow as they , weren't care if commoners like it or hurt ...just to load their own negative senses,seeing them if they give them benefit, and all base on their own ego in the name of talking with advantages...not nonsense talk !" Don't disturb her . Just be quiet " that brief command was enough for them to stop talking then did nothing except busied themselves by doing some actions like washing their boots or letting the horses to grassing in the meadow .Before Sultan left the little jungle, he asked Willow to tell him about a public figure that she was fond of." Zach Mahendra, Sultan .He is one of my fave public figure. Graduated from archaeology, law ,state management in his own country then studied religion at one of Mid _east university,he was a courageous intellectual.Since long,in an oligarchy state system,he was titled by a famous magazine as a" Roaring lion " yes,he bravely speak out loud of d truth to the top elites ...He said that his struggle is till death,even maybe the ones who enjoy freedom will be the generation after ..it's not the most important matter. The point is, struggle for the truth is a lifetime and lifelong...forever fight...."He nodded and patted Willow's shoulder.He learned lots of things from one of the commoners as his own people."'Yes, Sultan ,I feel that life around us at times, has more negativity than goodness... that's why we must have transcendental skill of spiritual and lovely strategy to win the game of life.One more time he asked her to read him her own poem, about nightmare." Bad dreams are not only when you sleep..more bad dreams when you wake up at clear days..as thelousy people create badness..."He looked around the land and thought about something ever happened in the land.Since long ago a number of plumbers keep on coming and leaving their town to cities in the country to work as urban, made the houses owners have trouble in placing any devices as they are ignorant.None well informed about things alike.When some appliances burning a 1housing complex ,they lost breathsSeeing the houses flown like birds feathers and cats furs..before swallowed up the forests..Sultan remembered the nightmare ..They had to fight for the reduction to poisonous air as the consequences."Cover the continent with flowers and forest again !" Suddenly he yelled .His guards crossed the site where he was still standing watching Willow tasted some bee pollen...and they wanted to do the same if only Sultan permitted them ...but ,They still have long journey.They all looked smart and alert ..yes, of course they must not be ignorant and they have to be well informed about many things.Especialy anything relevant to his safety and his whole land which is under his power .They realized that Sultan was a truly wealthy man and really crazy rich!______The morning sun shone gently, warmly and with its yellowish light greeted the royal garden. In a corner of the open air several leaves stretched apart from white rosebuds that bloomed among the same number of other kinds of flowers .The leaves glistened in the sunlight, moving slowly in the gentle breeze. Birds whistling and fluttered in the sky and butterflies dance around the flowering shrubs then all the shadows of them were painted over the clear pool as if trying to cheer up the restless heart.Raven sat motionless on a rock near the pond, staring blankly at a point in the distance. Still in his ears ,he heard the faint sound of the train wailing through forests and through caves and mountains.The young man had not yet awakened from his long bitter dream. Scantila had indeed prepared some of her suitcases . She will go far away leaving him didn't for how long. Even though the work contract was clear for 2 years working abroad but anything can happen in that long distance. Tim
Lynx told her about Anwell who was just coming to his rickety house just to make him cried and his mom held back to do the same .Willow soothed him by nice words ...as usual, vice versa, Lynx would always do the same if she hurt by Anwell mockery words ..The window is wide open showing a pair of rooted shrubs then step by step they come and say ,"'We will grow to decorate your house"'' A yellow butterfly with beautiful wings and wide like a little toy of a fairy swooped down from the white sky ,alighted for a moment in the expanse of the new world then the blue butterfly with red spots was waiting for a second miracle ''"'Really ? l will visit a professor for a minute and ask him or her about the phenomenon we have just experienced...did you see any of them around here ?"" Oh, l saw one , but she was just leaving to the martial art club and practice to hit a lazy bear "" Uh ? Great! Tame bear like Winnie or a wild one ? None will hit Winnie l think ..." " Oh,that is my face p
Lynx lowered her gaze to the bluish lake. His eyes seemed to be searching for a shadow that once passed on his sight but then disappeared. Anwell !!! How could he make a vengeance to him ? He was ... inherited lots of land ,confided himself to register in two top universities, surrounded by girls ... they liked the handsome rich young man and so did he ! What else he could say about Anwell , Don Juan ? And he ' s spoiled by neighbors and family! Looking for shadows in a wide lake with a rippled water surface is really not easy, because the shadows of trees upside down or birds flying past sometimes take away the focus of the gaze.He couldn't find it especially when a dazzling reflection of light suddenly flashed and made him immediately looked away.Is that the afternoon sun's shadow? The light that is reflected on the surface of the lake is a slightly greenish-purple orange. "'Ah, where are you, the words came out of his closed mouth.but the reflection of the light turned into
Clusters of clouds march gently carried by the southeast wind slicing the vast blue sheet of the sky.A leafless tree stood motionless in the middle of the hot sandy dessert.Arid and dry .She was silent under the burnt sun heat .Rain and husky wind .Mute ...mute ..In the he valley of the mountains lies a dark forest, save a thousand haunted and riddles tidbits of death. Life ahead . Move ahead .Scantila threw the blanket and hit a mosquito which still flying and buzzing around the room before it dead and left a drop of blood in her palm .She stood for more than an hour waiting for a bus that can still be boarded here. This road is not too big or too crowded.Lacking of busyness makes people have time to see and pay attention to other people. Well, a few guys saw her while they chatted and eating at the small taverns.She thought," Maybe I'm too quiet and seem arrogant, don't try to approach them for fun or just go hanging out there ,it's a public place where anyone can come there f
Raven got some stories about life and working at the Royal Family.Scantila told him in long letters twice in a month .She told him about Prince Ryder .Raven was half jealous half satisfied with the opening, " l hope Anwell see the prince...he is a real one ! Maybe Anwell is nothing even he must be compared The Prince Ryder ' s shoes or hankie !!! Hahah"Then he played his imagination to make Scantila ' s letter lively ...The prince was there ...His eyes were fixed on a tree for a long time then he thought for a moment and decided to approach the swing and then sat there ... his eyes kept looking at the hills that seemed to support the sky.There is a strange life there. he listened to the surrounding carefully but didn't hear anything, apart from the whispering wind sending cool air, a red fire-tailed bird perched on a branch.Someone is talking to another one who is standing indifferently. "You ,don't go now, I saved something for you. what to say, Lord is more powerful ''Three y
Raven hit the wall in rage hearing Anwell saying negative things about Scantila," Do you think she will come back to you , ha ? Lots of wealthy good looking men in royal family! You know what she gonna do ? Kick you out ...hahahah! "He wanted to beat Anwell till he suffocated , but all he could do only sitting at the edge of the bed , yesterday, present time and tomorrow seemed to mingle in his mind .." Thanks to you , Raven, all l can do to return your kindness as a great merit of yours is my appreciation to all the support and love you gave to me , all these years you helped me till l am today "Raven didn't want to take this gratitude exposure as an opportunity to thank him back for the boss ' s gesture towards him as gratefulness to have Scantila as one of the candidate to be sent abroad for working at a Royal family somewhere across the continent by the name of Galbahera .Raven didn't have any idea where Scantila got the private message on the page of a newspaper on o
The librarian is not so young, she has a mixed European face with a short haircut " This is for you to find books later ,I will make a card" she said , Anwell saw that she was beautiful and smiles sweetly. Her lips and eyes were well shaped when she met him again in the book room. He couldn't immediately look for books because he wasn't even 21 yet that time.Now he can as he already reached 21 of age ."l am very happy to spend time in the library all day long and after that l borrow some books that time." That's what he often told his friends.He did not read all the books ,he just needed them to show off... ' Actually he liked the librarian ..." That's what his friends said ,and he just smirked.Time went by till they knew one another better till something bad happened to her ...losing job ..he blamed himself for his inability to help her but surely ,as usual , he didn't have to own money himself........he could always ask for it to grandpa , grandma ,if not his dad ! sure ..
Lately negative memories come unstoppably right at the time Raven wakes up.One come after another like a rusty big chains ! If not bad past on childhood ,then at teenage or at the beginning of school or college years! A motivator or a meditation teacher told everyone , " Don't start your day with negativity.At the time you wake up , just thank God , Thank You for the you still give today " then smile . Begin your day then " Okay ,Even though he's s not feeling well, he will fight for his dream! " First ,wash your face ..then you may stay for a while on the bed and let your eyes adapt the dawn in your room and the yard and ...this one is easy but to erase the thought of seeing faces that attracted to them ..this is always ..not easy , if never say hard " Does she still his someone's soulmate... ? Vibrating at the same frequency....memorizing , fancying, playing the scenes hundred times ...tiring but enjoyable ..but ..then it's wasting too much time ! He dragged his legs out