Rina lay down on the softness of the leaves and rested her head comfortably on a traveling sack. Taking her to another world, the transeeing made its magic. The black, starry sky seemed an immense ocean where the ships voyaged with sails flossy like a haze. Only the undisturbed duration did matter there, nobody measured the time since there weren’t any points of reference. The land was always lost, never visible, neither the beginning nor end, though the sailors kept sailing for somewhere, they possessed the maps of wishes, of what to discover and conquer. Rina felt ready to travel on one of those ships; however she didn’t know how to get on it.
“You should go down the stream,” The brotherly animal of the future advised. “The stream goes straight to the ocean.”
The girl looked at her companion surprised.
“How come that you know my thoughts?”
“The things you look at carry a lot of meanings,” the phantom replied.
“Everything depends on the eyes that look.”
“What do you mean?”
“Some eyes see only what they want to see, being blind to other meanings. The starry, ocean-like sky gave you a meaning, but remember, one meaning is not enough; the understanding needs the whole circulation of meanings.”
“Thank you for your guidance.”
“Good Luck, warrior!” The brotherly animal of future wished and bid good-bye to the girl.
“Are you leaving me?”
“I’ll always remain close to you.”
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