The sun was shining brightly weirdly. Sweat was dripping down from my forehead I was walking along the edge of unmetalled road . you can even call it a rough road. Ahead there was another gravel road On that road old models of cars passing by . I saw Delahaye 135 convertible, Citroen DS safari , 1947 Chevrolet and many more fascinating cars. but here on this road bullock carts , horse cart and also horse riders was coming . "Where on the hell I am!" I exclaimed gesturing my hands up as one bull pass by my side as his horn was about to prick in my eyes. Because of that my foot took me off the road . I landed on the dirt I groaned in frustration grabbing my hair then I fully laid on the dirt. I don't give a damn about anything I huffed. I kept lying on the road after a while I stand dusting off my jeans and hoodie.I leaned on the oak tree nearby . So I could see all around me I started looking here and there in the surrounding properly. On the side of road children were playing perhaps hop-scotch .well I am not sure which game they were playing .But there outfits was like 19th century It felt like they came straight from nineties movies . Some had on fedora hat , beret hat , bowler and hat they had high-waisted trousers,khakis jeans plain t-shirt, ankle boots. On the road people who was passing by had jackets, and polka dotted dresses. cuffed jeans or khakis, cardigans, plain t-shirts, denim or bomber jackets and loafers. Sweaters and leather jackets giving me full vibe of nineties. The vintage buildings. Every thing of there straight looking like nineties.
After taking my surrounding fully I leaned on the tree fully taking advantage of the shadow . I kept my hands in the pocket, crossed my legs then I started whistling .Trying to jog my mind where It could be but it feels like my mind got rusted cause it was not working I looked up and saw green leaves of Oak tree . I was thinking to but nothing came in my mind.
"Dedecus"
(Disgrace)
A voice caught my attention. I looked here and there but I couldn't see anything.
"Inmoderata" again I heard a voice .but I couldn't see any one .Then some one pulled the cloth of my jeans, my leg .
(Mannerless)
I looked down . Green doe eyes were looking up at me . A small monster I mean a small child. He was wearing black pants , white shirt and black tie , black shoes much gentle man .I grin.
"Salve" I said cheekily , like you know people talk to children. I waved my hand .
( Hello)
He gave me side glance then looked at me up and down . He put his hands on his hip.
"Corydon" he muttered .
( Clown)
This monster I mean child is getting on my nerves. I looked at him and smiled .I asked him in gentle voice .
" Hey little monster I mean Heus hedum"
( Hey kid)
"Non sum hedum in frusta concerperet"
(I am not kid)
He glared at me "I know English you Dedecus." He shot at me pointing his Index finger.
"EGO got captus" I winked at him.
( I got caught)
Intrusor quomodo in nostro territorio ingrediaris? He shouted at me.
(You intruder how could you step in our territory)
I rubbed my ear . I said to him "Vos prohibere clamantes hedum"
( Will you stop shouting kiddo?)
"Scis ubi Angelus fellan est" Hoping he would be of some work I said that rubbing my hands together.
( Do you know where Angelo fellan is ?)
YOU ARE READING
Imposter
Mystery / ThrillerIt's was pitch dark , nothing was visible. I was trying to recognise my surrounding but I couldn't but how could I.The only thing I could comprehment was the voices ,the voices which were calling me , calling me toward them . Cold Sweat was drippin...
