It was a dare. She has togo all the way and exit from the other side to get out from this new carnival attraction.
From outside it looked like an Aztec horror house, a gigantic tomb-like structure with torches eerily illuminating each of its pyramid steps.
While outside, she had the notion of endless stairs in its interior. Tasks includes of climbing upwards until she reaches the top and at the same time, dodging carnival employees dressed as monsters and ghosts.
Contrary to norm, the interior of the first floor is brightly lit not with torches but flourescent lamps on tables beside each door. Each lamp is of antique design, of gold, bronze and gold colors. Each having its own cultural edifice, depicting its place of mysterious origin.
There were no stairs. There was no top floor to explore. She turned to the green door at her right, which had a simple rose insignia at the front. She opened it and inside was a green, lush landscape with sunny atmosphere to make perfect place to relax under the comforting rays of the sun.
She strolled over the nearest hill and sat down on the soft grass. Turning her face to the clear sky, she thought she heard soft, melodious pipes wafting around her.
She was so lulled with peace, she would have layed down and slept if she had not opened her eyes and saw a great shadow creeping from afar.
The whole shadow covered the landscape. It slowly devoured on everything. The hills, the grass, the trees. The sky followed steadily in being devoured by darkness.
She stood up and ran back to the door. A final look revealed the hill she sat on finally swallowed and only a swirling mass akin to a black hole was left as the door slowly closed on its own.
Stepping back she noticed a small onyx on the table beside the antique lamp. She took it and placed it in her pocket.
A bit frigtened, she moved to the next door made of brass with a wreath of laurel leaves hanging on front.
Before she even touched the knob, the door creaked open on itself and revealed a huge, well-lit library, with books as walls reaching a ceiling twenty feet of the ground. And more collections on a second floor with similar heights and volume. There were ladders situated in every bookcase to climb on.
Being a bookworm, seeing a library that could pass on as a part of a palace made her fall in love with the place.
She climbed the nearest ladder and plucked a thick black book of the shelf. The book had gold trimmings on its edges, trimmings shaped as fishes and shells and other sea creatures she couldn't name.
She sat down on a couch nearby, and opened a chapter. There were mysterious writings on the left page, writings she couldn't deciper its origin but on the right were readable in her language.
It started with a story of a mermaid falling in love with a Prince of the Wind Gales. Coming from two different worlds, the lovers were doomed not to be together. At the end, they each went their separate ways and lived their life according to what was expected of them.
But the time came when the loneliness in their hearts were too much to bear. Mermaids, though they live longer than any creature on earth, opted to have her life taken when she heard her Prince had died.
She left her home and family and swam for many days across the sea, through rivers and streams until she reached her destination. The top of a waterfall.
There, at the night of a full moon, she perched on a sharp rock and sang sorrowful melodies from the bottom of her heart.
The water heard her song and it splashed and danced and made small waves towards shores. It was a time of embrace for a mermaid has made a decision.
As the moon took its peak at the night sky, the mermaid lifted her white arms and dived down the waterfall where huge, sharp rocks awaited her descent.
It is a legend of love. The waters were aware of it and in mourn for her, tidal waves washed over nearby towns, nearly destroying everything. And the waves were made worse when strong winds came to accompany its sorrow, as they carried the heartsong made by Prince for his beloved mermaid.
She was so absorbed in the story, she didn't notice water soaking the carpeted floor until she felt her sneakers getting soaked.
She felt a slight tremble around her and books suddenly erupted everywhere as water filled the room in strong currents before she could blink.
Letting go of the book, she splashed her way to the door, but lost her footing and tumbled underwater.
She tried to get up but the water was already way over her head. Books,cushions, tables floated around her as she swam hard to reach the surface but she was loosing her breath and her eyes started to close, her body loosing motion.
She landed on something hard and realized she landed on the hallway as the brass door closed on its own. She gradually stood and noticed she wasn't even wet and noticed water trickling beneath the door.
A brilliance caught her eye and noticed a sapphire stone on the table beside the brass door. The lamp beside it illuminated its blue magnificence as she reached it and placed it in her pocket.
She moved to the next door, this time a simple white door with cherry blossom prints on it. She went in and found a room with pink walls and stuffed toys scattered everywhere. Moonlight beam streamed across the room and landed on a small figure on the bed.
Inching closer, she saw a small girl peacefully sleeping with a smile on her face, probably dreaming of candies and unicorns and toothfairies.
She could just watch the small girl for a long time but she heard footsteps coming. She looked around and decided to hide in a big closet.
Slightly leaving a crack on the closet to peek, she noticed a little boy silently creeping towards the sleeping girl. Standing by her bedside, he reached over to pull the covers more comfortably around the girl then kneeled and with his head on his face, stared at the sleeping face.
In the closet, she couldn't help but smile. The boy could be a brother, a cousin or a friend. Whatever the case maybe, the little boy's face showed devotion even at such a young age. She couldn't help but wonder if love could start at an early time.
Rain suddenly came and drops landed on the glass windows. Thunder clapped. Still asleep, the girl squirmed under the covers, fear evident on her face.
That was when she realized, the boy suddenly had changed. He had grown into a man and soothingly caressed the girl's hair. Longing and love was on his face and remained kneeling beside the bed, always watching his sleeping companion.
For some reason, his face was familiar. She tried hard to remember as she leaned back inside the closet when it suddenly opened and she landed on her back the hallway again.
The door closed on its own but she saw a glimpse of the man kissing the girl's forehead. The little girl had grown into a woman with a very familiar face.
Pulling herself up, she stood to notice this time a diamond on the table.
Bringing out the other stones, she observed them side by side on her palm. Each with its own beauty yet harmoniously blending with the other to create an exquisite, unifying elegance.
A door creaked nearby and bright light shone. She placed all stones in her pocket and went through to find herself outside the structure and her friends waiting outside.
She ran to them and with a final look at the structure, wondered what happened.
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I'm not sure why I wrote this. I was thinking of having a story about dreams when I ended up having a mysterious carnival story. Really weird. ^_^
While writing I had visuals in my head though I didn't have any particular meaning associated with them. I wanted a story, regardless if it came out ugly, I just wanted my visions out.
As I finished the story above and was able to chug down a glass of orange juice, I returned to my Palm (yes, I'm typing this on a Palm. Imagine my small monitor ^^), it is at the end I am able to capture or at least place a meaning to my visions. ^^
First is of the landscape getting devoured by darkness door. I grew up believing that everything happens for a reason. You failed a test, you didn't pass the cheerleading auditions, you didn't get the gift that you want and so on.
But life can play a mean game and it dumps a lot of unfair gifts on your doorstep when it feels like it.
It is best to be prepared for anything that could shake your comfort zone. You may not fully accept the consequences, but to be aware of it is the best means to build a strong character and to avoid geting steeped into depression.
For me, its not the unfairness of life that makes people suffer. Depression does. Depression can make people a lot of stupid things like drinking senseless, probably starve themselves to death, hurt other people etc.
It is a dangerous thing but depression is an enemy lurking in every corner of our soul. The faster we deal with it the better we can run and deal with our lives.
Second, the flooded room.
Knowledge is everything. I wouldn't fight you on that. But there are more important parts of life that education couldn't teach. And that is how to be happy, how to make decisions, how to live life, how to fall in love, how to survive and so on and so forth. These maybe trivial and cliche sayings, but they aren't accepted from generation to generation without a reason. And it would be best if everyone remembers it, including me *ties a string on finger*.
Last, the room with the two kids.
As the saying goes, love comes when you least expect it. Though I am not the best person to talk to regarding this issues, it does not drum out the romantic in me. ^^ Haha. Aren't everyone wondering why I am so into romantic stories? ^_^
So there! Whew! I never wrote for something this long on my own free will! *wince* But I feel good about it and I will continue to write in this blog of visions I get in my head when the mood strikes. ^^
These are my interpretations though and I'm sure others got a different explanation on them. Feel free to share them here. ^^
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