Friday 9 July 2010

entry 3 - the mouse that wishes to read more

I've been wandering trough hyperlinks for the past years. If you wonder why I started writing this only now, the reason is easy to explain : I had no notepad. I kid you not. The other day I met a mouse, among the dunes. I had just been linked from a 'vampire' filled town, and I was ranting out loud. A little mouse passed by me and started replying to my angered self. The vampire, werewolf and disturbed teen filled town had destroyed my hopes on mankind, made me furious, angered, irritated. She talked back to me, and we laughed at the ridicule. Then she asked who I was.
"You are not from here, your eyes are not blue within blue"
"I came from another place. From outside the System."
"And what are you doing here, how did you come to here?"
I did not wish to tell her, that meant thinking about it and I had long promised myself I would not think about that. So I answered only half question.
"I'm traveling the System, getting to know about each and every link. I listen to their stories and keep them in my head. If one day I return I'll write them down and the other world, the real world " - she interrupted me to say - "your real world you mean. This is MY real world. And in any link you will find a different world, but all of them real."
"Ok, MY real world, I will know and show them that there is more under the skin of my reality than what we can guess".
"Why do you wait to return before writing? Would it not be better to write now? Before you forget?"
"I have nowhere to write... I forgot my notebook..."
"Follow me then" - She ran in front of me, and I followed into a underground cave. As we entered, a giant worm (and I do mean giant!) exited the sand behind us and opened it's great mouth, screaming.
"We are safe inside, worry not."
She showed me where I could grab a notebook and a pen, and then she said, before disappearing : "I hope you return here to show me your stories! I want to read about the other links."
I had no time to answer, and I was left alone in a rock cave under the sea of sand, where I slept the night, afraid to go out. In the morning, there was no sign of the giant worm, nor of the little brown mouse, so I came back to the HyperLink, and I will now enter again...

1 comment:

  1. I like this whimsical little story and kind of want to know more about the land of HyperLink. I hope you've got your notebook and pen on you now, and are ready to show the mouse your stories.

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