We were comes out from a bad adventure, and we were rested, while we were introducing new oxygen in our lungs.
We were on that bench while we were looking at everything around us in silence, while the inhabitants, half human being, and half creatures, were looking at us, as if we were the strangers, but their gazes weren’t malignant, on the contrary: each glance, we have crossed were big greetings, and big smiles, as if in the Blue City, everybody knew each other.
This thing got calm us much.
But everybody who passing next to the bench where we were, seemed murmuring something.
Just only after, we have understood what they were looking at.
Our skin colour: we had realized that it was still grey, and slowly it getting back normal.
Having passed several hours in that dead zone of the city, we had in someway, absorbed in our skin, that greyness, but now we were tired to pay attention to all of this.
Now, our only thought was search for some diner to eat something and give something to the white little creature, who was always in the middle of us, and who smiling at everybody.
Our glances met, and behind the little puppy, we held our hands.
At end, we were about take courage to get up, when an inhabitant approached to us, and without not even presented himself, had said us “Do you have hungry?… Come with me”, and without add nothing else, we followed him, taking in arms the little white furry creature.
He brought us in a diner: he seemed the owner.
He was so gentle, and he gave us to eat, especially for the puppy.
Later he explained us with calm, but even with much emphasis, that zone from where we were arrived, it was a untouchable zone.
“The Nothing is making the master there.” He had said us.
In his head was spinning one only question, and we knew which kind of question was, but for now we didn’t know how reply him, when he would have made it.
We were looking at us a little disoriented.
After we have assured us that the little creature eating, we held our hands.
In the diner was entering people, while we were at our table, and we were looking at outside the window the city.
We were tasting a moment of real mental connection. We were in silence but in that silence, we were saying everything, and then just in a sigh: “I love you much”, and the little white creature has smiled us sweetly, as if he had understood the meaning of that phrase.
We looked at him then we smiled getting back to look at outside.”