Mini Stories

Are you ready?

The man took one step forward and formed a smile.

I have a place, inside my mind. I suppose you could call it my own little corner of the universe. A space of security and protection occupied directly in the fibres of my imagination. It is full with an abundance of sweet supreme serenity. Helping me make sense of the world: highlighting my faults, drawing out a new paved path for me to easily continue my perilous journey. Confoundingly, it could be classed more as an allie, or a mutual friend than a place; in either case my intelligent bubble is like my looking glass, my truth teller, my distraction from the world and it needs me just as much as I need it. We thrive on one other, sharing secrets, decrying our most unfathomable ideas, each one just as ludicrous as the next. Nothing about these ideas are bland. They are food for the mind. Don't be fooled. Are you fooled? They are easy to snack upon, easy to overindulge. Be weary, for air can be conveniently misinterpreted for glass: just as water can be taken for poison…

With a single thought a world came to life. Unlike the rest, this one seemed to be similar to the tangible planet, Earth. Nature was carelessly scattered across the soil. A thick mist dragged across the moor, creating intricate complex designs. Swirling and dancing ever so graciously around. Although there was something else. Something that creates a deep shiver throughout my body, every nerve on my body twitched in anticipation. Maybe it was the slight chill in the air or the man that stood waiting for my acknowledgement. His figure was nothing but a mear mist, his face fogged, his chest a hazy broad build. His arm extended to a tightly balled fist. Held in an aggressive manner, as if he was ready for an attack. Fog was my only source of guardianship.

Bitter fear concealed itself within my blood (I can't let it). Why he made me feel this way, I do not know. All I do know is that this place was not one of security. And for once, I want to leave. What happened to the trust I had for you?

I want out.