A month had passed since that day on the airport and from that very day those unusual dreams that she by now had grown accustomed to suddenly took a tempestuous turn only to be spied by an image. the image of that man who has so stubbornly refused to leave her dreams.
what was she supposed to do? she knew him not, had no idea who he was or where he lived but no matter what she did throughout her day nothing abated his arrival, that majestic palace and their stolen moments of divinity that en wrapped 'them' in the darkest of night, the coldest of winds and amongst brightest of stars.
what happiness could such a love give to her pragmatic and rational being? A happiness that was deceptive and a love that she abhorred as soon as it dawned. For the dawn saw her as a caged bird who had wings to fly but her horizon had been brutally snapped!
on one such days..tired of contemplating and trying everything she could to assure that is was only an ephemeral phases she finally took a decision.
A decision that defined her complete existence at present albeit her own will.
A decision that might free her from everyday turmoils only to entrap her soul in a higher tumult.
this was no bravery yet she had to feel triumphant even before trailing on the path.
yes! she was now ready to begin a search. a search of her own existence. a search of a man who had occulted her reverie. of this 'mystical magician'
it was time now to put an end to all that had mystified her reflections. And her dreams.
