Dream Web

I was in my present state, coming to mid 20s.

An orange colour of evening, as the sun begins to fall behind the horizons.

The town was nothing but a lonely place, surrounded by buildings from my past.

Obvious cracks were seen, and the place, deteriorating.

As my lonely steps slowly walked along the gloomy town of evening, one particular old building that I knew as a child was given a facelift, into a nicely painted walls of cream, with its dimmed orange lights, giving an aura of peace.

Staring onto the sight of how many years it’s been since I last visited this place, a teenager in his early years walked towards my direction, facing down. As if he was lost in the meaning of life.

“Hey, hi!” I blurred. “Oh, hello.”

We proceeded to introduce ourselves, and how I talked much about the nice building earlier as our pace moved slowly.

I looked, and there it was, a long stretch of metal fence, seemingly endless. Touching its surface, I pressured my fingers as I grabbed onto its metal. I took a deep breath and gave out a sigh as I peered below..

Little did I know what lied beneath me – it was a big whoop. A big fish, leaning flat onto the surface beside a big drain, way below where I stood. Then I realised how far a distance we were apart from where I was. A distance so great, that for a moment I thought we were in two worlds.

Two worlds indeed.

I quickly looked towards the side of the fish from above, and there, children, parents and neighbours all gathered; in a place so dark, shocked, and awed at the sight of the fish, with a size never before seen in human history.

…. and it was still breathing.

They started pushing with all their might, trying their very best to move the dying fish, which’ve struggled to survive even at its very last hours; with a dry tear – its life slowly withering.

I gazed once again, in amazement. It wasn’t the amazement about the size of the whoop, but the unity among humanity, so long have I desired, which’ve been long gone. I knew this was all we needed to arise once again in our lives.

Indeed, hope came true, and they finally moved the fish back into the drain, as it swarm and swarm vividly beyond our imagination, a sight of wonderful hope arises from beneath, towards the orange evening that was once lonely.

“Well, that’s really something huh?” I uttered to the other guy who stood there watching the whole scene with me.

It was already getting quite late, the sun, slowly pacing itself into darkness.

I bid farewell to the new friend, and started walking again, perhaps this time, to a destination.