Hastutuka sat on a mold of mud, dried, like a cake and covered in green chops of grass.
“Let’s summarise what we know so far.”
The others sat down without thinking even once if what they say in was something they would ordinarily sit on.
The area wasn’t the cleanest of all.
“We are in a 3-dimensional world where the three dimensions that we can work on are length, breadth, and height….ideally we work on earth, water, and air. Fire and time and gravity and space are the different things. We can only work on these three. But we can just work on them, we cannot ideally create them. We can recreate and mold them.” It was Golmak.
“Next, who wants to take up? Repeat in the same order – Branga, Tahiti, Zieg, and Golmak and go on.” Hastutuka looked around.
“Ideally we cannot create since yo create we need access to greater forces and we just don’t have access to all the forces. So if we can merely recreate what we have on earth, we can just not go anywhere or everywhere since we cannot recreate entirely that environment since we don’t know that environment.”
Tahiti was a sing song girl, “We are in a parallel dimension and almost 8 such triangles make a circle…ideally centering around three points in space within a circle. Now, we know that the universal sheet is limited not like small but is of a size and shape, and it also means that there could be n number of points where a circle and three points could be inscribed….now each eight triangles give way to the right parallel universes and eight of each such universes together make the whole sheet.”
“We have Maher and Faher and we have the access to the parallel universes right from our planet which I f…k..g don’t know how.”
“You also found out that fire is an element that needs to be experimented and also that the longitudinal waves form the majority of our world but then we gave up our ability to hear them and instead got engineered to function with only around the transverse waves.”
“We still don’t know a lot.” Zieg felt smarter than any when he pointed this out. He smirked and shoved and shrugged all at once.
“What you know is also important to know. What you truly know, what you have understood about life and about the world. It’s important to list everything down meticulously so that you can know, you know what you know and then start on places you don’t.” Hastutuka smiled back but his smile was devoid of the ego Zieg felt when he spoke those words not did he show any signs of domination when projecting his thoughts.
“Isn’t it growing dark and shouldn’t we head out somewhere for shelter?” Tahiti was a little lost.
“Stay and explore the wonder this parallel dimension has created and soon you’ll know how or what our dimension is lacking and we will have time to find out why.”
“We know the why?” Branga chirped as he wobbled across boulders.
“Tell us.” Hastutuka smiled.
“Our dimension is seemingly cut off from the flow and to get back into the flow we have to bring back order, something we don’t have right now.”
“How will order establish?”
“By giving up evil.”
“What is evil?
“Zieg, evil is our naivity, our ability to think we are capable of hiding out being from the existence and force. It’s like a small child ducking at the back seat and while he takes cover he fails to see that the teacher sees it all.” Hastutuka was now playing a small pebble with his feet.
“These are not pebbles by the way, they are small solar panels that trap sunlight by night and radiate it to these mid sized artificial robotic fireflies which are mapped to these pebbles in a synchronous manner. The synchronicity is what you’d see as soon as they come out of those caves, let’s wait and watch.”
“You mean they can take the weight of the road?” Zieg felt small.
“Yes they can take the weight since their composition is similar to the composition of the real pebbles strewn on roads.” Hastutuka looked in the direction of the hull and there came out thousands, perhaps lakhs of fireflies glowing yellow and bright and slightly bigger of course since the group could see them from far.
“Size of a huge moth, a cricket and here comes a wasp sized one.”Zieg soon became invested in a anlyzing them while Hastutuka and Branga stood completely surrendered, Tahiti and Golmak felt swarming fear, wonder, and imaginations all mashed together inside their tiny brains.
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.
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