Chapter Two.

That place had been like a prison. I visited it every day, and each day i found something new and quite un-related to anything i had previously known. If i had continued in my ways it would have, like the others, engulfed me. And eventually i would have fallen into the cycle that it is.

Instead i met Evett. He, like me, had been stuck like superglue to that place. But when i saw him and he saw me we knew that we had found our escape.

You see, there is an old mystical story told in our land that when a human was created, his soul was split in two. The point of living was to find the other half of your soul. When you found it, you spend the rest of your life discovering it. Because it was a part of you that you had never known.

Evett was in a room where bright red slides were being repaired. As i wandered by we noticed each other. He walked up and grabbed my hand and we walked to the green behind our houses.

We were young, meaning we were not wise. Age was of no importance here, things did not age. Things grew. If you didn't grow then you stayed the same forever. Sometimes it seemed like a good concept, living forever and all, but if you truly lived, then you couldn't stop yourself from growing, unless you sat in a dark room with no one but yourself all day. But something so boring as that seems like such an awful trade for living forever. Some though, chose it. I preferred to live with meaning, rather then keep on living forever.

Evett and I sat in the field for days staring up at the blue, and sometimes at the white. When the blue left and the black came, we counted stars until we ran out of numbers. Eventually we fell asleep. We held hands and dozed off for three days straight.

During those three days i dreamed deep and broad. Little faeries danced on wet flowers, ceilings collapsed from drought and the sky began to fall. I woke up rabidly when the sky fell only to realize that i was still lying next to Evett. He was already awake and had been watching me. It was light out, but the light was fading as it grew to night.

Evett grabbed my hand and led me through the green grass and yellow flowers to a bank where we watched the sun as it was setting. At just the right moment, we leaped up onto it and rode it down, down, down, until it stopped. We jumped off in the land of the asians who were all waking up. We walked around and ate cross legged with chopsticks and spoke to them in their language, because we knew all languages. We didn't talk to each other though, because it wasn't time yet. You can learn most about someone by being quiet and just watching them.

When our time was up and we saw the sun coming back around, we quickly leaped back onto it and rode it home. We jumped off and fell asleep again, but this time in the sea whose gentle hands swayed us back and forth.