CORVUS: Oblitus es
The old woman slowly opened her eyes and stared around the room filled with a good number of bonsais. Her shaky hands tried to reach out to something, or someone. But no one was there. She blinked her eyes at a snail’s pace, and then suddenly felt a throbbing pain coming from her head. Soon her ears began to ring. She tried shaking her head back and forth, thinking that might do the trick. Out of no where she started to see fragments— bits and pieces of what was left in her locus coeruleus- she could not recognize anything that a part of her brain stem had stored from her life. She asked in a gentle whisper: ‘‘Who are you people? What are you doing in my room?’’ Some of the shadows were quite busy twirling around the woman, and others were smiling at her. She could not take it any longer, and she let out a piercing scream. Then she finally spotted a familiar shadow in the room: a young dashing gentleman who was dressed in a dashiki. This brought a smile to her face. Now the room that had surrounded her began to gradually fade away into a burst of bright sunlight as if a giant hammer had been slowly chipping away the haunting space. The gentleman had a smile on his face as he said to the woman: ‘‘Come on. Let’s now go together to a much better place than this; one where you will not have a room all to yourself, and your forgotten memories.’’
30/05/2025. Friyay.