“Here?” asks Lee Chai. I am not surprise with his reaction. We are currently in a library, it’s the place I love the most. It’s no surprise if I hid something important here. I gesture him to follow me. Soon, we arrive at a dead end. I touch the wall and whispers, “Heed me, Daughter of Lotus, open!”
A thump sound is heard and a door appears. Fire appears on the sticks hanging on the wall and we stepped into the hidden passage. Within a few minutes, the stairs ends and a wooden door are seen.
As I turn the door knock, the door creaks and groans. Dust welcomed us, which makes me cough. I survey the room and my gaze stops at a dusty rectangle shape table. In the middle lay a book. The book is not cover with dust. To a normal person this might be strange to them but to me it is not. The book has magic in it, that’s why it is not cover with dust.
I open the book and whisper, “Recognize me. Hear my wish.”
“Please place what belong to me to my heart,” is what I say in my mind.
The book then floats and shines. A moment later, it changes to a small bead size diamond and enter my body. I gasp as it enters me. I can feel fire from the bottom of my heart and a sound ‘click’ is heard. Then the light dissolves.
“My task is now done. I must go now,” says Lee Chai.
“Will we meet again?” I ask him.
“No,” he says with sadness. There is something in his face, something that I cannot express with words.
“I hope we will meet again,” I say to him. I know I will miss him. We look at each other for a long time but to me it seems just a moment. There is something about him, something I can sense but don’t know what it is.
It is him who breaks the spell between us. “Let’s go.”
We walk in silence but I did not feel uncomfortable with the silence. This is familiar. It’s like I have done this before with someone and that someone…I don’t remember who that person is. I only know that person is very important to me. I stop and stare at the Sakura tree which stands beside me. Without any reason or any cause, tears fell down from my eyes.
“Why are you crying Acacia?” asks lee Chai to me.
I touch my cheek and surprise that it’s wet. I ask him and to myself, “Why? Why am I crying?”
I look at him for a while. Then i wipe m tears away and smile at him. I know this fake smile of mine worry him but I didn’t give him any assurance. I just walk away, with him walking a few steps behind me.
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