Where do you go when you sleep? Do you fly far away to a special place? A place so well hidden and secret, a place all to yourself, and the only way to access it is by dreaming. Is it from your memory? A place where you once lived? Or is it a place you are still looking for? If you are, I hope you find it someday.
When I dream, I go to a place surrounded by a great river. Pretty flowers all around, birds in the sky. So many kinds of birds, I don’t even know their names. I have a crooked little house in there. Big windows, an open balcony. Gentle breeze rushes through the house all day and night, I can feel it on my skin. I hear music in the room, I smell pretty flowers. Every time I go there I just want to stay, never to come back.
But you must come back, for its no place for the living. It’s just a bridge between known and unknown. Either you pass on to the other side or comeback, you cannot stay.
I wonder what you dream about. I wonder what your special place looks like. I wonder if you are still the same. I wonder too much.
I know you do not care about nonsense such as this. I know you have no time. But I kind of wait for your letters. I hope someday you will write to me.
I hope you are doing well. If you are reading this, it means you have my map. As I once heard that you want to travel and see new things. Now my map can take you to so many places. Known and unknown, Places that are long forgotten or never existed. A place full of fantasies and memories, full of adventure. It can take you anywhere, but never to me.
Take the lonely road, it leads you towards almost all the places in the map, almost. To the south you can find a mini dockyard, where there are few mini boats by which you can go on some mini adventures. Please don’t go on any grand adventure, those boats are only for mini adventure purposes.
If you feel utterly hopeless in life, you can always take your mini boat and travel to pointless island. Where there is nothing, and nothing to do. Thus your whole effort would be pointless.
When you see a wooden bridge, do cross it. If you stick to the lonely road it will take you to fox grove. A little red fox will be there waiting for you. It’s always been waiting. And it will keep on waiting long after you are gone.
Go north to find grandma’s house. Grandma is very nice. When I was little she used to give me chocolates. Sometime they looked like bears, sometime fish. She would also give me tins of cookies that had paintings on them. I hope she will give you chocolates too, chocolates that never look like a chocolate but always look like something else. Or cookies that come in a painted tin.
When you feel well rested venture further north-west to find an ancient monolith. A peculiar looking stone tablet with strange scriptures on it. Legend says it’s been standing here before the dawn of men. Must be the aliens, right?
You shouldn’t keep pushing north any further, as there is a bandit camp site nearby. Which is led by an infamous raider named “Billy one eye”. But I highly doubt his credibility of being a successful bandit as he always wears his eye patch on his good eye.
Comeback to the center of the map on the lonely road. There is a small hill called ‘little rock’. If you sit on the top at night, you can see all the stars in the world. Yes all the stars in the world. But if you try to do that during the day, you will only get a heat stroke.
Look west from the hill, you will see the pit. You can’t miss it, it’s an enormous hole in the ground. People say so many years ago a giant fell from the clouds. It poked a hole so deep that it reaches the center of the earth. Some say that giant is still sleeping there. Shouldn’t venture to find out, as the fall will be long, dark and lonely.
Get off the rock and take the road that goes west. Far in the distance you can see a lone dead tree, where hangs a lone dead man. If you are a cynical person you can always scream “hey buddy just hang in there” to have some sadistic joy. But if he replies, you should run!
If you keep going forward on the westward road, at the end you will find an entrance to a cave. That cave is awfully dark and has a curious fishy smell in it. Folk often goes missing in that cave. Instead of going to that cave go find ‘sweet otter lake’. Where you can swim with otters and forget the world for a while.
But sooner or later you need to comeback. As we are civilized serious people and we should not dream. Dream about swimming with the otters forever, eventually becoming their king and ruling the land of wet kittens. No, none of those things.
Go east to the windmill farm. The house with a big fan on it. Old man Moses owns that farm and the nearby cattle ranch too. He is a small man by stature, but people say old man Moses used to be very tall. On a stormy night as the wind picked up, the fan spun so fast that one of the wings tore off and it landed on jolly ol man Moses’s head. And that incident made him short. Now I don’t believe in tall tales about people turning short. But sometimes at night I wonder about it, as the world is full of mystery and outlandish events.
Head south-east to find the farmlands. There stands a lonely scarecrow. In the sun and in the moon, in the rain or in the wind, it’s always lonely. No bird to keep him company. If you look closer, maybe you can see a sadness in his hideous eyes.
Now as you have seen it all, you should come back to the river bay once again. Stand there for a while. Enjoy the sweet breeze that comes from the river. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. Let go of all your troubles. This great river will make you forget everything.
There are no legends about this river, no great river monster lives here. But I like to imagine one. Deep in the river bed, there lives a monster. It’s been here for centuries. It was here before we existed, and it will be here long after we are all gone. We may never find it or know of its existence. But I know it will always be here, in my mind.
Try not to be sad all the time, but also never force a smile. Nevertheless you look very sweet when you smile.
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