Chapter 5.5 - A Questionable Odyssey
“So...where are we going exactly?”
She was bringing me along, firmly grasping my hand along the way. I looked at my surroundings, surroundings that were completely foreign to me. Evergreen trees and shrubs blocked vision all around me, and I could no longer tell the direction we came from, or what direction we’re going in.
And this girl won’t even answer me, I have a really bad feeling about this.
“Hey, I’m just making sure, you’re not gonna murder me, right?”
I really need to get out of here somehow.
Just as I was about to come up with a profound excuse as to why I had to go back home, she spoke her first words since we left the restaurant.
“We’re almost there, hold tight.”
Those few words were comforting somehow, and I decided to calm down a bit.
We were now walking on a downward slope, the inconsiderate wind pushing and pulling the dark brown branches. The obscure night continued to revel in it’s darkness.
“Hey, I just realized I don’t know your name.”
We did not stop walking, and she did not turn back to look at me.
“I wonder if that’s a necessity.”
We continued walking.
“I’m pretty sure it’s a necessity. What am I supposed to call you, then?”
And we still kept walking. And she still did not turn around.
But after a few more steps, she stopped. We both stopped.
For a moment the dew on the leaves stood still just as the moon stopped falling, and the silent song of night was halted. That which ceased returned to nothing, all presences submitting before her words.
Then the motion that ceased proceeded to continue. The dew on the leaves began falling, and the night began singing a somber melody.
We continued walking, and with each footstep we took, the great woods around us grew ever larger.
“I guess it is.”