Kósmima

Chapter Six Part One

There was an image in front of me and a red line that separates the two pictures, a watery portal-like image that stood in the darkness – one was bright, and the other, a dark gloomy place. I looked at both of the images before me, thinking – what was this? Is this a fine line between where I should stand? Would this make a difference if I step on one of these images? Would this determine the future I was going to take?

I looked around me and saw the dark emptiness stretching as far as my eyes could see. There was nothing but myself, now wearing a white dress and barefoot, and a portal-like image. I gazed at the dark gloomy image – I could hear a voice, a whisper, telling me to come – telling me to choose this path, that this would make me feel good, that this was a peaceful place.

The other image shone brightly suddenly as if to wave off the whispers of the dark. I gazed at it, taking a step closer, but I suddenly stopped. My feet stood frozen in place, I looked down and saw the red line glowing, no, rather pulsating as it glowed. Tracing the glowing red line with my eyes up down to the vast empty darkness on the horizon, I decided to walk the trail of the red glowing line. The two portal images disappeared behind me as I walked further down the emptiness, never letting the red line out of my sight for fear that I would get lost when I take my eyes off it. I glanced up my eyes meeting a red door at the end of the line – deciding to run to it as it was still too far ahead of me. Suddenly I could hear a glass breaking behind me as I began to run, I looked back behind and saw the darkness slowly breaking inwards, falling into a white chasm. I suddenly began to quicken my pace as I horrifyingly saw the dark glasses break and fall into the white nothingness below. Catching up to my breath as I ran towards the red door – it was only a few feet now as I drew closer to it. I could see the dark glasses breaking in my peripheral sight as I ran – the only thought I had was fear of falling into the white nothingness.

The black tiled glass started to break rapidly as I drew in nearer to the red door. I could feel myself getting worn out and out of breath, my feet aching at the distance between the door and myself as I ran. The thought of the white chasm swallowing me up was the only will I had not to give up running towards the red door – a safe place, or as I assumed it would be one when I open it.

As I took a step – one step to reaching the red door, the black tiles broke and I fell into the white chasm. The fear that I had thought came flowing throughout my body as I fell within the reaches of the red door. I could only look at the red door with my hand reaching for it.Time seemed to slow down once again since I came here the second time I dropped the book in the library. I could see golden orbs floating around me, the red door getting farther away as I fell. I could only look at it helplessly as I fell. This time, I couldn't feel the fear I had earlier. It was replaced with wonder. A wonder of what was beyond that red door? Was I not ready to see what was beyond the door? I breathed. I closed my eyes, feeling devoid of air around me.

I could hear the sound of my own beating heart in my ears, a calm continuous beat. My body falling freely slowly as if the world wanted to see me fall into despair. With my eyes still closed, all I could see was the memory of when I was standing in the window, looking at the gentle falling snow outside and the white-yellow shade of the lamppost. I saw myself covered in the duvet, I could swear I could see my own eyes staring up at me and then retreating into the warm bed.

I was startled when I opened my eyes, panning my head around to see myself floating in space. The green, orange multi-colored cosmic dust a few feet apart from me – staring at it came a serene feeling gushing around my body. And once again, I could feel myself fall slowly, a force pulling me down. The cosmic dust I was staring at came farther away just like the red door I tried to reach.