Part 1:
Standing on the roadside surrounded with dried long grasses and some empty farms. It was hot in the bright sunny day, where there was no one else besides me and my old stuffy bag.
On that far end of the horizon, I saw roofs, smokes, birds flying and packs of clouds floating in the humid air. So, I continued walking following the roadside. I sigh. I thought, how many more miles left until I reach at that far horizon? Well, it could be a small town, a burnt roof, an outskirt city or other things after taking a moment and stared out at the corner of this country. Too much thoughts and feelings.
Well, I think it's enough for me to wonder things around. And so I stopped and took a break. I laid my bag and sat on it. It got squashed. So, I looked around myself heavily and expected to find something I never saw before. A miracle.
And now let the flashback begin to tell you about the memories of myself. I was born and lived with a family without a car. My family's poor. We lived in a cottage where me and my older brother always have to go out every evening before the sunset, to haunt and find food. Unlike today, they have different types of guns to use for haunting. However, we used spears made by our grandfather and it doesn't always work.
Talking about my grandfather, he's dead a year ago. Father's still alive, he's a job at a very far distance from here. A place where it's not that much developed. My mum is still alive, but sadly with sickness attacking her every month after she have been healed. However, she is capable of being a cottage-wife at the moment. Pity her. She made delicious food if her mood is good. Apart from that, my sister cook.
Well, I think that's enough of me talking about my family. As long as the situation is there. So, after that short thought I stood up and stretched. At the far distance ahead of me I saw a red coloured box. A few minutes later, after gazing at it for a long time it came nearer and what I actually saw is my dream car, a red velvet Chevrolet Camaro with white stripes along the body. I'm like "Oh shit, what in the world...". Then, for a sudden it started to go fast towards me and tilted away from me as I took my bag an about to run away just to avoid from getting hit by a car. And that's great, because it's going to be my first accident in the entire life I've lived. That's a record.
That car was actually drifting in front of me as I stopped and looked at the driver's behaviour, about 20 metres away from it. My mouths unshut and made a wide opened jaw. The car stopped intentionally. And so, I rubbed the dirts off my eyes.
"Hey! Where are you heading to stranger?!", the driver shouted.
"Towards a town nearby...", I sigh while lowering my shoulders.
A paused happened between our conversation. Both of us weirdly looked at each other. During that pause, I was wondering why he called me "stranger"? It was a rhetorical question I guess.
After that pause, believe it or not the driver came out of the car and walked towards me. I was shocked. Because, I rarely meet people from outside my thoughts and the "bubble" which I'm in now. I'm kind of anti- social. So, he came to me, held my hand and shook. His hand is sparsely hairy, also big in size compared to my skinny dark coloured hand and I can feel his muscles. He looked at me and smiled. I responsed.
"What was it again you're saying...a town where?", he asked helpfully.
"I'm not sure whether it's a town or what...but it's a place at least where I could find available jobs for me.", I answered.
"Oh I see, so you have no job at the moment?", he asked.
"Yeah, as you can see...", I answered sadly.
"Well, in that case will you come with me? I want to show you something..you might love this. Come on..", He said.
Without wasting our time after having to spent 5 minutes conversation under a hot bright sun and the empty yellowish sky, he grabbed my bag off my hand and welcome me towards his car. He helped me open the door. He gave me some water to drink as I came in, which I didn't expect that far away of helping. And he came in, full with helpful sweating. I was amazed after sitting on that comfortable sit. As I said, it wasn't what I expected.
So he drove me across the higway and towards a place which he's from, Salvandia. A place where different types of cars are located.
"Salvandia...ohh Salvandia~ (he sings). A beautiful place, where I'm from. It's just a small town that it's used to be an area full of car parts, damaged cars, old cars and other unusable things. It's nowhere like other places. I work as a mechanical engineer in a car lot- ", he instroduced.
"Ohh I see...wow. I've always wanted to know how cars worked!", I cutted off happily.
"Aah..", he replied.
"So what's your real name?..", I asked kindly.
"My name is Peter Klovaksi and you can call me Klov..and may I know yours?", He asked back.
"I'm Yin Jung Kwo and call me Yin...hehe.", I replied.
"WOW, so you are Korean...I thought you're Vietnamese.", Klov wondered off.
"(Laughs) Nahh~ I look alike. But my name sounds Korean huh...", I teased him back.
"Haha, sure you do kid! Now, have a rest while I drive you back to a magical land where you can find a job together with me...", Klov joked me around.
And the conversation goes on, until we came to a part where I slept. Soon Klov just focused on our journey towards Salvandia...
Part 2:
Arriving in the area of Salvandia, along the highway towards a large monument where crowds of urbanite gathered with excitement. Which most of them are women with kids soaring "Peter..! Peter..! Peter...!" while holding a flag showing the same number printed on the side of Klov's car. Surrounding the crowds lining up at the side of the highway, we ended up at the monument far at the end which stands a big tall structure castle-like. I gazed widely at the structure after few seconds, Klov is already meters ahead of me. Eventually, he appeared out of nowhere in my day-dream and shook me to come forward.
At first thought, what is whispered in my head is Klov's call to enter the huge structure. In which, I hope it really happens. However as soon as I arrived in front of him, looking at his pose he then begin to brief about the monument and why there was a crowd in the first place when we entered Salvandia. By now, I still couldn't capture why he was standing in a posing way, drove a sport type car and brief the surroundings.
Clears throat and then I started, "Klov, why are the crowds still there?".
"This place get's cleared up at around...", looking at his watch and estimated counting through his fingers.
"...8 pm!", Klov desperately answered. Now, it's 10 minutes to 7pm already and yet the amount of crowds are still the same when we entered this place earlier in the afternoon. The sun is descending down into the horizon and the sky turns into dark blue. Within an hour, the daylight should already turned into nightfall.
Klov continues, "This 6 storey monument is called Tomb of Swang, this is where a magical, wonderful and miracle skills occur...". Feeling emotional and confident with his words, he rapidly closed his eyes. Imagining the feels.
"What do you mean?", I interrupted before he even continues briefing.
"Basicly, this is just a place to have fun. In any case, if it happens that you're lost someday somewhere find this monument and stay right at the spot where I'm standing... Got it?", he explains.
"As you can see, this place is surrounded by roads just like a roundabout. And what is different and unique about this road is that it's not like normal roads you see every day...", he continues.
"Then?...The use of roads?", I questioned.
Later, comes a car as fast as lightning drifting through the circular roads surrounding the monument. I was in shocked....
