The Shadows Talk

After a formal bowing ceremony, the crew quietly moved forward while the lesser known crew followed.

The entire place was quite silent and Golmak was not sure how that could be possible.

This was before the advent of internet and video cameras. A burglar still steals but they now have an advantage – they can see the world far more clearly – the shadow is gone.

The journey was quite soothing and the nightfall was beautiful in this silence. Suddenly, Golmak felt complete and as though renewed. As if someone blew a breath of life into him.

“Are you scared? I am since I have never been in a true forest. My home is pretty much near the sea and the small bushy extravaganza is too cute unlike this real forest.” Tahiti walked beside him now and whispered it into his ears.

Golmak smiled, for, he had taken long walks in forests long and he was definitely not scared of them.

“Forests can be paths where when you walk, you don’t need to bother if someone recognises you, if they will spare you for who you are, and if they will fear your very presence. Here, you could just be yourself.”

Tahiti looked around and slightly ducked her head under her shoulder.

The man beside her smiled.

He wore the same kind of dress the others wore and that had a small white symbol which seemed like an amalgamation of many symbols right on his chest cover.

“Soon, we will be in our temple and you three can stay there. Our homes are a mile away from it and we will return to it later. ” The Samurai on the front shouted.

The temple was a structure Golmak had seen many times in books his father had in the hidden cabinet.

But for Tahiti it was new. Branga walked behind them all and he was supposedly the current lineage of the only two elven dynasties that decided to stay back on Earth during the Great Trans-Fire.

Tahiti was a truth collector, even though in college, a student of journalism, she wished to know more about our evolution and about everything. She had come down from an island and she never had anything in mind except collecting knowledge that went missing from between masses.

Soon they were at a clearing and there stood a beautiful dark shadowy old temple, old but clean, so clean and so quiet that Golmak almost suddenly got tears in his eyes. His father’s death had unsettled him but this as though, set him back on his path. He could feel relieved and at peace for no reason.

The caravan stopped.

“Mau will take care of you three here and we will leave only to meet you the day after tomorrow. One of us will stay back at the temple with you from then on. Whoever teaches you that day stays with you here.” The leader of the troupe told them and bowed. The entire battalion left behind him silently except for one – Mau.