Reprimanded Soul

LOST IN TIME

CHAPTER 10 [000000000000022222]                              

John picks up a supermarket flower from a window sill, stuff it against the hood of his car, pull up a scuff to his face to wipe the mixture of snow and tears , put a smile on his face, and draws  the car’s door to close it on the go. On his journey to Nicol’s home, he gave in to thoughts of his time with Nicol , all the times he had to swing him before he was satisfied, all of Nicol’s smiles, and all of his gasps when he was a little kid.

The home was flooded with crowds with different stories and speculations of what led to the boy’s death. Nicol lied restfully,  with eyes not moving even a bit. It’s been twenty hours now after his soul left his body , twenty hours since his mother started crying , it’s been twenty hours John had been dribbled in his mind, twenty hours of creating stories of what could’ve caused the death of their very own, Nicol.

The two youngsters wonders in the deep forest  .understanding that scientifically it’s impossible to find themselves there  , they await for some definition from some sort . If it’s magic that brought them here, then it’s magic that has to take them back to where they come from. They’ve walked miles , with only Tessica visible , Nicol just following her steps.
They’ve walked the road worryingly , across dinosaurs and ancient chimpanzees , they’ve seen several mountains on fire, with volcanoes erupting , giving the air some smog. Ever heard of elephants with four trunks? , they rode it , in fact , by some unfair scientific error in the past , the elephants were able to communicate with people, at the same frequency. 

‘do you want to fly instead?’ , the elephant asks the humans, Tessica to be precise.
‘ how can we fly ?’ ,  Nicol questions , amusing the elephant that thought the girl was alone.
‘everyone flies’ , he adds.
‘how do you know? , we are humans’, Tessica replies, the elephant standing still now, I think he was tire of the journey.
‘ you are not the first humans I’ve seen , the ones who came before you could do almost anything their imagination could think through , they were limitless , they could build a tower by commands of their voices’
Tessica and Nicol could not say they are not amused. It’s almost like everything in books contradicts with the experience they are having. They are now in the Mesozoic era, but everything is fine in their body, well – in Tessica’s body, she’s breathing fine, and more to that, she’s human. Elephants can talk , and human at this age, seems to be the omnipotent.

So eyes widen , ears tinkled ,  ‘it’s delirious to be here’ , thought Tessica to herself.
‘we can do anything?’ , she smiles quite sternly , looking at the elephant
Of course, Nicol’s first wish would be to be visible, so that his Tessica could see him through his gorgeous eyes and squint a smile.

‘how do you do it? , they ask the brainy elephant
‘close your eyes, forget all the physics shit you do in the 21st century , make a  wish, and open your eyes’

They do just that , with no clamor. No one has to know one’s wish , you just see the action unfold. Tessica could wish for more uselss things, like she just wished for a pony now. But Nicol is unto something, to unveil his physical nature in a somewhat, ancient environment .

His eyes lies on a gentle gradient, with black and night sky orange colour , they are symmetric, and tour de force , well designed to fit a smile at the base. Let’s not talk about  his lips though, let’s talk about what this means to Tessica, what she has to say about the visibility of Nicol .

She just can’t say much , can she? , she just brace herself, looking at his beauty astonishing her . She traverses from her side knotted by feelings they took with them from the Cenozoic era, recent earth.
Nicol connects, building up some chemistry between them ,  the poor elephant standings still ,watchful.
‘ not here, not now’ , Tessica murmurs on his left ear , they were too close, before that they had to span the distance between them , and that happened when the world seemed to stand still , on a slow-mo , with movements happening involunteeringly, controlled by how they feel.