METANOIA, A Wonder Place

Episodes 10

            “Given to me, when I visited the house for the first and last time, the woman did not

having a daughter, he meant to give this to my future child who will be born.” the story stopped, and he walked towards a sofa in the middle of the room, the lecturer looked back his eyes palanquin.

            She didn't go on with the story, and without her going on, I can guess what happened to her son. I was beside him, clasping his hands and trying to comfort him, his hands were rough, like the hands of someone who had worked so hard, and faintly smelled the delicious smell of peanut butter from him.

            “I give this to you” he said suddenly.

            “No, I can't accept this” I said staggered, but he's clean hard.

             “This used to belong to your great-grandmother, and it is time for this thing to return to her possession,” herself clasped my hand back and smiled, seeing her sincere smile, she said, it made me unable to resist it, and it felt heavy to accept it as well.

            He himself said, all the things that are here, have fond memories for him. It must have been heavy, or maybe even a relief, for her to part with this jewelry box. “Thank you,” that's all I can say to her, in my heart I intend to return this gift.

            There was a door bell, and Lavi was in the doorway of the store, his face was like a panic “you are here” he said, with breath faltering, “mom looking, mom looking, it's almost time for dinner,” he said after calming his breath.

            I scratched and stood up, once again I thanked, to the old man, and walked towards Lavi “you were looking for me?”

            “After that.”

            I chuckled, saw his visibly anger-bearing face, and let him lead the way, breaking through the crowd.

            From behind the crowd, I began to see my mother standing at the side of the table, looking as if she was arranging what she was going to order, her dark, wavy hair, seen shining under the colorful lights of the festival, she looks very beautiful, and at first glance like Lavi, the female version.

            He was aware of our presence, and didn't seem too happy, how long had I been gone? I think I'm only briefly in the antique shop, it's not possible for an hour or so.

            “What do you bring?” Arya asked, who noticed the wooden box in my hand.

            “An old man from that antique shop, gave it to me” I handed the box to him, and his face looked quite amazed at the contents.

            “Someone gave you this?” Arie chimed in, and taking the bracelet inside, his face looked incredulous.

            “You can have one of them, if you want”.

             “Insi there are two bracelets and a necklace, if I'm not wrong, it looks like we can share it” said I, Arya also took the remaining bracelet, and, he lifted it and the festival light reflected a reddish light inside the bracelet.

            “Beautiful once” said.

            “Why would someone give something this beautiful to you?” Arie asked, while helping Arya put up her bracelet.

            “You said where did you get it?” uncle suddenly asked, apparently he listened to our conversation, “from the old man who works at the antique store.”

            “Oh, you mean uncle Liam?” uncle tells, while receiving the order delivered to him, “Liam?” is that the old man's name?

             “Yes, that's his name or at least, he used to be called so. Alexander Liam vote, can be said in one of the oldest and healthiest inhabiting this village” his name sounds as old and antique as him.

            “Uncle Liam is alive?” dad asked.

             “Still, and very healthy” uncle answered him quickly and vigorously.

            “If there is anything you want to know, about the history of this village or any other fairy tale, he is the right person, to tell you.

             “Before when we were little, we used to go to his place, just to hear the tales about this village” said father, his face looks happy to remember the past, he said, which looks very beautiful, it seems that in this place a lot, which awakens his happiness.

            “Eat” Arie's voice beside me, while pushing my grilled steak that had begun to cool down, he was indeed very sensitive to food.

            After the meal, the uncle took us across the street, which he said was used as an open-air cinema, but especially tonight, the field is transformed as a place of performance, a large enough stage is set up right in front of the cinema screen.

            “Arya, Arie it's your school” dad pointed to a building, which looks faint behind the trees, maybe because it's dark, the building looks gloomy and a little scary, maybe, seeing Arya and Arie doesn't seem too happy.

            We were looking for a seat among the audience, uncle told me the show was different, everyone could show any talent up there, and most of those who participated were young people in this village, he said.

            “This show has started from this afternoon, the more the night the show is getting interesting” explained uncle.

            And drama performances, about the history of this village is always on the last show, has become a tradition in

here, to show the drama about history, or fairy tales and legends that exist. The elders felt that it was better, than the modern romance of teenagers, which was endless, so it was better to tell a legend, so that the story would not be lost, he said, and of course in the legend there is also a love story, it seems that it is the only way to show a romance drama.

            And this drama tells the story of the beginning called this village, originally here there was nothing, only a forest filled with fog, as stated in the story.

            Then an ambitious noblewoman, named Alicia Pyre, saw a land that had no ruler, she wanted to make it a territory of power, the woman came to the edge of a very thick fog, which was at once the edge, of the territory she wanted to control.

            So thick, the fog was like a wall guarding its own territory, dissatisfied with what it was getting now, Alicia wanted to master what was behind the fog, she walked in through the fog, which she followed with her guards.

            Inside the fog she heard a voice, asking who she was, and what she meant. The Alicia told him who he was, and the intent of his arrival, hearing himself wanting to put the region under his control, the misterus voice sounded angry, the fog thickened and swirled around, the surroundings were growing, forcing the noble lady to retreat.

            But Alicia did not despair, in the establishment of a bull, complete with a watchtower, right on the border of the thick fog. The tower was very high and was constantly built to be able to monitor up to above the fog, every day he always tried to conquer the fog that was in front of him, and all his efforts had not been fruitful.