Nerida

Nerida looked around .The place looked like an old forgotten parapet.A lawn with bushy area here and there therefore it might not be navigable.She didn't understand why Zepp chose such site .She thought he would take her to nice public park or having ice cream in a city center.The talk on the way in the car made her sank in a comfortable vibes so that she didn't know where Zepp car heading to .A sudden feeling of creepy come in...what if Zepp...who had ever lived in jail ...got an indecorous plan on her ? That living in jail for a couple of years made him ...His request to ask her out at the working hours was caused by a mutual need to meet and talk after quite long time no see each other.

The place was really heart rending.

Zepp looked at her for a while.

He opened the car door and  told her to wait for a moment.

With her kind of observant look,she just nodded.

It took about half an hour for Nerida to stay in the car but it felt like many hours has passed.Where was Zepp  walking to? Wasn't it a stalemate situation? What if Zepp left her alone there and ...she was almost cursing him as an indelicate person when she finally heard him coming.His face looked slightly doleful .But she didn't dare to say anything.

Nerida felt a little guilty when she saw Zepp's face which didn't show any  slightest expression other than a childish smile that naturally flowed from joy.

"I just... Your face is so funny Rid..so tense ..scared? why? It's a bit quiet here..but..you know? this is the bypass road to the zoo..from here it's much closer than the usual road .. I want to take you there .. nostalgic fave place to go at childhood "he said while giving her a very beautiful wild flower.

Zepp talks about the old man, prison and the cops who were catching someone on the street that he just saw this morning  for no reason.

"Who can be sure that they are real police? What if they are fake policemen or are actually criminals or prison escapees and the man they chased was only victim and actually a good man?"

Nerida was hiding her fear of hearing him say so.The terror look was not there anyway .

She kept calm as high born as a queen .She realized that she was a person with low level of such working class level but she has equal right to be herself.

The journey seemed endless .Zepp talked about a possibility of fake policemen who arrested a good citizen.What about himself? Was he a real Zepp? What about if...if ..Zepp... actually..?

Nerida was shocked. A firm hand shook her shoulders .

"Rid, wake up! We've arrived! ahhaha..your eyes are red like a ghost."

He woke up and returned to her  full consciousness. Apparently she slept for a long moments, maybe since earlier when she was waiting for Zepp in the car. Dream? She looked outside . It was crowded . Cinema .

"Didn't you say we were going to the zoo? This is a cinema...she said faintly.

Zepp laughed softly.

"You're dreaming. I didn't say I was going to take you anywhere, moreover the zoo."

"Oh yeah..l was  dreaming..mmm .. did you give me some wildflowers?"

Zep didn't answer, but his sight moved towards the back seat where the bunch of wild flower lay.

"So...some part was dream , other part is true...I fell asleep all the way?"

"Yeah, you looked so sleepy and tired so  that I didn't dare to  wake you up."said he.

He led her  hand as they walked into the cinema. She didn't know what film he chose.

While looking for the seat number that matched the ticket, he took something out of his jacket pocket. She looked at it suspiciously.lt was  cologne to freshen up Nerida. Very pleasant scent of lavender.

A fantasy movie starred by the old crack Anthony Quinn and Zenna Green.

Barren Gelid World

Merra birth is a   hearsay around the unseen continent , since some part of the sky burnt by a white ghost none knows who .ls it male, female, evil or hero but none either care .

God knows the world of human is now unlike human ..when too many evils in every corners of  the states ,cities and villages .Only the players change but the game is all the same .

Gods are many in so many myths .

He makes pattern of knowledge as tool to build evil and power .

They also create compassion and sacrifice as the  long roads to humanity as it's purest beauty.

When the dawn creep in  the morning  rain ,Merra put on her tiny boots on her little feet .

She intended to hide more new power in her little size .

None will care except for her pretty shape of face and petite  physical appearance.Her voice was soft, easy and romantic.That was one of her best features.

Merra took one big cloud as her slave to take her goes and flies  in one flash of light .

The cloud turn to blue and orange before giving sign of readiness to be flying off.

Then the color gone in a second .

She is sleeping there days and night to gain enough strength for a long journey to Carnesia.

The clothes are made by some trees that ornate some leaves trunk and roots.

Fantazia will wait for her along with more and more new friends who will get along with the old chummy.

Look at the big birds and bears at the up high sky which might be vehicles for more names and shapes .

Who wants for more when rain and sunshine come along their way .Those lakes in the summer and snow in blooming season .

Merra open her melancholic sweet eyes and straight her hands then move all her fingers .She pick some peach from those lowering trees at the time they know Merra wants them .She loves the juice white fruit , sweet and only few knows it's good for getting rid of poisons.

Passing a clear wide lake ,Merra reads some letters from her friends .Most of them are foolish questions and sad complains about everything.

Sometimes the lake surface closed by trees passing along the river banks.Merra would wait for some nano seconds to clear over all the letters .

They think she knows everything.

The man and woman on earth .

None knows everything.

All is bunch of fragments.

The truth is hidden everywhere.

None gain it as a whole .

And if so

Who cares

Just collect those blinks of light .

Guidance for life

In the holy book.

  

Black is a color or not a color, whatever,but one fact is ,black is a real beauty to hide those ugly and bad matters and shapes ,isn't it .?

Give me black and the white will come followed by others ...

But black will always pick white even he always open to anything else.

There was something caught her eyes. A yellow letter with some slanting handwriting.,she read

From Ardent

To Merra

This boy must be having lrish blood .

Merra will search him at the time she lands on earth .

Ardent just wrote it for her to read and not asking any reply.He even not putting his address on the letter  bottom,but it's not a problem as Merra can ask some birds on the roof top of those houses which may stand in a city or county.

Zepp drove her home. Merida smiled playfully seeing that Nerida looked a little scared of coming back later than they had promised.

"It's okay. Once in a while you need to go out and have fun, Nery" she said casually.

More and more guests came that afternoon. Zepp excused to go home after thanking Mer for allowing Nerida to go out with him.