She can talk to the wind. She can ride the transparent rhino. She never leaves the dream.
Something about the silver rhinos :)
THE SILVER RHINOS:
ILLUMINATE the dark spaces.
MAKE the warrior laugh a lot in times of trouble.
ESTABLISH lifelong bonds with the chosen warrior.
ARE a little bit clumsy, but infinitely INVENTIVE when on a journey.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Talking to the snake
"Welcome, stranger "– hissed the reptile. "You massaged my back with your feet. I have been lying here for such a long time. My only duty is to hunt and to digest. I can’t move. I am too heavy. Maybe you will tell me something about yourself" – said the snake, looking at Rina.
"Did you see the black jaguar?" – asked the girl.
"I see them all the time, but not on this side of the world. You are very mysterious. I heard a lot of stories, sharpening my appetite, but you seem very boring and tasteless. I am seriously disappointed" – hissed the snake. "Maybe I will at least swallow your feet; they seem to be interesting, talkative."
"No, they aren’t interesting at all" – replied Rina, looking around and searching for the way to outwit the creature. "Maybe, you’re right. I don’t need your feet. I only eat things that are useful and sufficiently desirable. The more I know about something the more desirable it becomes. The Warriors aren’t interesting at all since they seem to know little of themselves" – hissed the snake. "Here you are; the wild cat you have been searching for." The jaguar sat down close to the girl and looked at the snake meaningfully.. The reptile put out its tongue.
"No, not today" – murmured the wild cat. "We have things to go about in the primaeval forest."
Rina looked at the jaguar, surprised. "We do have things to go about in the primaeval forest?" – echoed the girl.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Snake - "The Blue Passage"

Light in the primaeval forest was a space, in which the particles of events met together and got entangled to keep growing into the new forms of experience.
The girl stepped on the velvety leaves growing near the ground, caressing her feet, slipping into the sandals. The trees bid good-bye to the golden-haired warrior.
Stones, sand, sea, rocks and flowers; all possible worlds remember our presence, even when we forget.
Where was Rina heading for? ‘It doesn’t matter if places I pass by have their names – thought the warrior – The most important is that I don’t become motionless, but on the contrary I follow the movement of the earth. This movement is my life and passion.’
It seemed unusual, but the path Rina wandered through started to wriggle like a body of a snake; indeed it was a body of the snake; deeply down, under the cover of leaves; the long and twisted reptile rested digesting its prey. It liked the sound of Rina’s feet and their touch. The snake waited for the warrior to look at her eyes.
It’s important to mention that the snake had a name: “The Blue Passage” since thanks to him the world of the jaguars was reachable to an ordinary wanderer. If a traveler gained the approval of the snake; it carried him on its tongue over the ocean of events and left on the other side of the world. When Rina got to the eyes of the snake, noticed that the path under her feet kept moving and then she realized that she was stepping on something unknown and alive.
