The sixth element

“What do you see and feel?” The not so old man who seemed to be their leader asked out loud.

“Fire, water, earth, sky, air and this, what is this?” Tahiti tried spreading her arms to catch what seemed like a glimmer falling from the sky or rather if she could put it into the right words, it was like a haze and from beneath the haze was shining, iridescent glimmer of any and every color she knew existed.

The man turned to face them and he had a nice smile on his face.

“I am Hastutuka a warrior who lives to guard this. The Samurai clan was created to protect this element. I show it to you three and maybe just you three and your tingling friend will be the only four of almost 4 generations to witness it.”

“Means?” Zieg was quite bamboozled to even talk.

“Your next four generations may not witness it, I mean the next four generations of humans.”

“You mean the Samurai tribe is here and will be here to protect the sixth element from being revealed to commoners. I see it since I am from the Ikshvaku clan and these are my friends, so they see it too?” Branga asked, his voice as curious as any teenagers would be. But, his face was as much solemn since he knew what knowing all this means in his current world, no mingling with anyone and everyone, a solitary life, the one that lives to maintain the tribe he was a bloodline of.

“Yes.” The man had no expression on his face and no one could read anything of it.

“But what is it?” Zieg and Golmak burst out together.

The man carefully scanned both faces.

“It’s called komorebi. The word depicts the falling light of the sun filtering through the trees. But then that is not why the word was built. It was created when someone as naive as you met the sixth element and the sun was just behind the trees and the leaves cast an ethereal gleam he could not define.”

“Caor,” as we know it.” Golmak  was trying to catch a gleaming blue ray.

“What’s the story boss in all this?” Zieg was in a hurry, he just had two days and he had hit a jackpot which he knew he might not be able to write about but he can still tell stories about it.

“That very thing is missing in your world or our current world. The world you are in is a mirror world of what you live in and how you could transcend is a bit of all science together and that too we shall learn in these two days as we practice and live here.”

“Only two days of practice?” Golmak thought the trip was for three months.

“Two days will be a month in our world. Time responds differently and emanates a different response to every environment. Many say time is the fifth dimension but sadly time is not the fifth dimension but something very closely related to it.”