What happened to the entire process soon after he boarded the ship was a dream.
He came to know that there was an end.
But, there was also a beginning.
The end and the beginning were not the serpent biting its own tail.
It was rather the serpent trying to climb the rod – the rod that is there to rule over us, the one that puts us down, and the one that makes us who we become.
“Do you know the Oshika peninsula or about the land of the sacred deer?” Tahiti wore a long dress and the wind swayed it here and there.
“Yes, I think.” Golmak was trying to dip the biscuit in the tea without dropping it into the cup but he was again unsuccessful and Tahiti did not quite notice the entire effort being put in place.
“It is a sacred place where the animals roam free and the world starts to see.” Golmak continued.
“You are a legend, man.” Tahiti was impressed.
Golmak laughed half-heartedly.
“Yes, so it is where we would begin our training as well. We stay there for sometime and complete our bonding with the spirit world of the far East and then we slowly move west and keep embracing everything. The spirits of this island would help us see what we see when we open our eyes to the first light.”
Snehashree is a content creator by profession and writer by passion. She is a storyteller, poet, and abstract artist besides being a content writer. She has published her works of poetry on Amazon and several online magazines. She moved into full time writing after spending a few years in the healthcare industry. A solivagant and an ardent animal lover, she regularly crafts interesting articles for her blog - TST.
When not writing, she can be found reciting poetries in poetry clubs, teaching kids the art of poetry, and reading avidly. You could visit her website and chat with her on Instagram.
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