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I Met A Stranger. Part Fifteen.
I was never the animated one. I wouldn't have cared less if the ground beneath me suddenly cracked open and swallowed me whole.

My mind entertained dark thoughts. Was i depressed? I didn't know. But i wasn't sad either. There was just nothing to look forward to.

Being around people drained me. Maybe that was why I took the job of a surveyor when my Professor offered it. It was simple. I had to survey a forest, collect samples, and write a report. Away from people.

That was what I thought.

But to my surprise ,I found a strange town in the middle of the virgin forest. There weren't people around. At least not outside. A grande hotel stood on the outskirt of the town, majestic and a little too extravagant to be true. The manager was a little too kind, to the point where he didn't accept any payment. I had stayed for a week.

When I returned three months later, there was no town in sight. People thought I'd gone crazy. And i almost believed it until three years later, a phone call with Noori cleared some air inside my head.

Her car had broken down in the middle of a town she'd never seen, which nobody knew about. Upon her insistence, i found myself standing in the same strange town. How did the town move, i couldn't understand. I never told Noori. And she never noticed how strange i behaved, or how strange the town worked.

She was happy i finally looked forward to something. I made sure I visited Willows after every few months for the fear of losing it again, and Noori joined me every Spring.

Mr Weather knew about me too much, and the people there looked too wary of me. But there was never any sign of hostility.

The flowers bloomed at the wrong time, and the plants grew in the wrong season. Trees that would never shed its leaves stood bare, and the sky was always strangely blue. The occasional sound of church bells from the woods, and silence of the day, strangely calmed me. Willows calmed me in a strange way, and i tried not to let anomalies bother me too much. I feared it would disappear if I was too curious.


Perhaps i still carry that fear around.


For Orion.


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