A Momentary Lapse Of Reason

Chapter 3

The relentless wind.
Rather uncanny,really,considering that all that surrounded me was trees and buildings.Buildings with three floors dammit.Buildings that housed none.

Claustrophobia.

No sky to be seen.Only a roof that man did not make.
Frogs on the road.Small ones.And yet again ,the not so small.

Nothing new about the path i was tracing .
Turned around what would have been a very familiar corner.

Darkness.Not absolute.

A bird testing out its wings.

A bandicoot.Huge.Looking forlorn.Trying to cross the path i would ulimately take.Just sensable. Could smell it.The rat.

It scurried away.All the world is not jobless
An unfamiliar grunt.Huge antlers.

Prancer in the death of the night.

With several of its better halves.Looking.But not quite finding.Grunt perhaps explained.

A bed.Near the water.Trying to explain itself.
But no.Not without a voice.A bed having a voice at that moment would have most definitely scared me.

Then the emergence of a silver sky.The road ahead wet.Road i stand on dry.

Preferential Rain.

No familiar smell.For this was a place,normally placeable by its smell.

An uncomfortable change.Detectable, but fits no mental mould.A change that finds no place to snuggle into in my mind.

Transition period.

And then it hit.

But why?


*Why chapter 3?For the author here wants to go non-linear in blogging.A story that will be told over months.