1015. Communication, 3
(Selya)
The boat sails better and better. I may help it a notch perhaps.
It’s fast.
I’m one with the wind falling from the landscape ahead toward me.
It’s about one of the nicest feelings I’ve had in life really. This constant wind flowing against and over me.
I let myself enjoying this time. Temee holds the stirring and sails on her own. I can indulge myself for a while, closing my eyes and most other perceptions.
Just the constant wind on me. I can’t say why I love it so much, but it does make me happy.
All I’ve been through feels slightly more at peace now. Everyone died, and now I’m alive.
All the strife, all the resentment. The downpour of fears crushing me and everyone else for years...
For now, we’re living again. And I enjoy all the thrills I can get.
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We wanted to head East. We also wanted to head West. On one side, the world of the central steppes meant to be infinite and unexplored. Or south east, Mesopotamia maybe.
On the occidental side, the antic queen of cities is meant to be another sight to behold.
I don’t want yet to see the demon queen’s kingdom; where she resides. There’s no reason for me to go.
Well... Temee asks me again, pulling me out of my sweet lull.
I think. I say East or south East.
One city might be beautiful, but it’s a big detour on a better way forward.
S - I’m more curious about your silk road than the nightmare’s nest.
Temee chuckles. I didn’t open my eyes.
We veer east. The boat keeps favourable winds, by a miraculous hint or prayer from me. But Temee can handle the boat so well now... I could cut the assistance.
I get a weird idea, thinking about it. Another one that could tease and worry Temee most likely.
But not before this windy pleasure ends.
~
I wake up dizzy in the middle of the night. The boat is floating aimlessly under the sea of stars.
It’s not summer yet, but it’s bright. The shoreless sea is ever so bright.
I detect that Temee is asleep not far. I’m dizzy. I don’t remember the end of the day.
Did I get so drunk from enjoying the wind it was too much for me?
A part or two from my brain and body I probe reply that yes, that might be. I’m amused albeit surprised. So one can lose themselves in a trance until they pass out.
And it might not have worried Temee so much.
I look at her through the dark. I feel a little greedy again.
I extend my invisible self. I focus and I dive. My consciousness shrinks inside of myself, and reaches her through the open flows of the air.
I connect gently to the shining lights inside of her head. I tune the connection until I get a readable copy of the sights and sensations inside. I peer into her dream, shamefully.
There’s a collection of random roads, dust and trails. There’s always a sensation of pain lingering in her flesh, even there. I feel her floating emotions as if they were mine.
I notice myself, as she’s dreaming of my presence too by her side.
I want to cheat and take control of that character, to really become an actress inside her dream. But that would be immoral and a step too far for now. It itches though.
She’s cautious, and a little wary of me. Obviously. But overflowing with empathy and kindness toward me.
It’s touching.
And I want to understand her better. Even if I’m again testing the limits of what should be.
I don’t invade her dream, but I stretch my filaments through my body, and hers.
~
Dawn comes. It’s all set.
She wakes. I feel everything. As if it was my own body acting, just not under my own will.
She moves. I feel the weight. I feel the rustle of clothing against her skin. The taste in her dry mouth, the air in her throat, the light reaching her eye. It’s all fascinating and weird to be a passenger like that.
She looks at me as I sleep not far. She feels weirded out. She looks at her hands, touches her forehead and checks her pulse.
T - Selya? What... are you doing?
Crap. She noticed.
I retreat. I stop this partial possession of her body and wake up back in mine. It feels really different.
And now I feel my shame surfacing under her icy stare.
S - Sorry... Testing new things, to better understand.
She twitches in a weird way. I’ve upset her again. She’s angered and I feel it with what permeates naturally through the air.
She walks to me and knocks my skull a little strongly. It hurts a little...
T - Maybe the queen was right in scolding you more violently?
S - Don’t say that... I’m really trying.
She sighs again and punches the palm of her other hand.
T - I’ll continue scolding you into good morality and maturity when you go astray.
S - Thank you...
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T - So how did it feel, being in my shoes?
S - Heavy. But I wanted to explore what I can do, and who you are.
She ruffles my hair more kindly.
T - I’m just me.
Obviously. And too humble maybe.
Another chance to tease comes to mind...
I grow the connection tendril out of me. I touch her arm. And I throw inside of her some of the things I feel and perceive inside of me.
For a short rush of an electric moment, she felt all I was and am. She had a jolt of shock and surprise obviously. It spooked her.
But she felt far more than empathy. For a second, she felt all like me.
T - That’s... That was you.
S - All and plain me. Rather happy currently. Anxious not far maybe. Regretful sometimes...
But grateful mostly.
Thank you for being there with me.
Even if I can’t dare naming it.
I want to head East and travel with you longer. Until we see the ruins of your own country maybe. I kind of want to see that house you grew up in someday. I’ve lost mine but yours might still stand the test of time.
But mostly...
I’m not feeling scared and lonely, because I know you will be with me.
She ruffles my hair more aggressively, so I can’t see how she’s blushing brightly.
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