- Vol. 04
- Chapter 05
THE LASTING IMPRINT
I wake up to the shadow of a hand tapping on the windowsill It is sudden accompanied by a sharp shrill
Setting my thoughts in motion it disappeared once I was up Was I hallucinating? Or was it the effect of the late teacup?
Months later I was in aircraft and the event repeated itself This time it was an imprint on the oval surface, which it seemed to engulf
Years later I still see it in my dreams and wake up perturbed It does not seem harmful yet I get disturbed
Is it some divine interruption? Or just another of those? Would it be ever guiding me? Or just a chance that found me close?
To these questions I find no answer Or rather I think I won't ever find an answer…