Days In The Blackberries Field – Day 28 at night
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
… and, that man… call him Mr N… lived in a house of cards while he was building his dream-house of sand.
I’m wondering which one of them will break down first?
He was simple and unskilled man. I’m pretty sure that he will build an igloo next time!
Sathurday, April 28, 2013
Sometimes, when the winter comes and when the sun doesn’t shine as warm as it knows, nights become dark and with no stars in sight. They may be there, I’m not sure so I may lie to you, but Mr N doesn’t see them. Those are the nights when he can see clouds so close that sometimes he feels as if he can touch them. Sometimes, the wind is so strong that his house of sand can’t stay unbroken. Those are the nights when he starts thinking about his old decision and says to himself that the best way is to go to The Land Of Ice again and see how people there make an igloo.
And… he really does that from time to time, following the red trails in someone’s eyes. It was told to him that they lead to The Land Of Ice. Usually, he finds no one, as if everyone is still in a winter dream. But… You know… Sometimes he really sees those eyes. And red trails too. He is even able to see footsteps left on the frozen tears and the darkness that is still not lighten.
-“Whose darkness is that?”, he always asks himself.
-“I was pretty sure that I turned on the light when I have gone.”, he thinks.
Then he starts feeling cold. Sometimes he starts shivering too.
And every time, every single time, he runs away back as fast as he can hoping that no one saw him.
Scared as rabbit, he runs into his secret cave – only place where he feels safe. He will build a new house tomorrow, he thinks and then he falls into a sleep.