To leave that opal place.
Fenkuz was next to us a little distant. He was understanding that we had to still assimilate everything what he had said us, and we wanted still admire that magical ambient.
Everything around us sparkled, and all that opal white made itself even more surreal that place that was «our parallel world».
Slowly, we had left that place, and we had realized that at the end of the walkway a soft wall got up itself for hide that place, and we had noticed that my ring it came out a soft light, as for seal off the opal’s wall, and everything inside of it.
We walked the walkway that was crossing a little river, and we returned in the greening landscape.
At end of of that walkway Fenkuz seemed fades into the wood, and we did see him no longer that day.
Who, we had seen, instead, at the borderline of the Morgur village has been The Little One: we had found, that he has been there since when we we had crossed the walkway for enter in the opal ambient.
He was jumping around us, asking us how was doing the little animal that he had discovered in the lair.
You have replied to all the questions that the little Morgur was doing to us.
“He’s ok: he being part of the Fenkuzs, but the others are die: it has been The Nothing. He showed us another part of our parallel world. The most precious.”
The little Morgur still was jumping around us.
Slowly we were got back at our apartment hand in hand and me, with my head on your shoulder.
When have see the Markùts we had understood that they did knew what we had seen, and their behaviour was less distant.
Now, that we were learning something more about our parallel world, their responsibility was less heavy.
The little Morgur accompanied us till at the grey door: we had caressed him, and we had assured him: “Don’t worry he’s ok.” And he left us enter in the apartment.
Slowly, we came in the middle of the large room: we settled ourselves in front one another.
It was since we were in the opal environment, that we wanted kiss us.
We looked at each other, and slowly you approached to me, and your hands touched softly my white light dress that made us drive crazy with its rustle.
We kissed, while you have took me in your arms and we went on the sofa.”
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