:: THE JOURNEY NEVER ENDS ::

( 1 )

Persia::1275

She: How could you?! How could you kill him?

He: I love you princess and that’s all that matters…

She: And I loved him… I loved Knight Raphael… and you dirty Shaman… you killed him…!

He: I did princess…I was craving for the sweet taste of revenge…

She: Revenge? Revenge for what?

He: He stole your heart in front of my eyes… how could I tolerate that princess? All that matters is he is no more…

She: So what if he is no more? I loved him and will always love him… you can never get me…

He: What are you going to do? Kill yourself princess? Go ahead… I will follow you…

She: No… I will get you hanged for what you’ve done…

He: But then, there’s a problem…I cannot possibly leave you alone here princess…I will have to solve the problem…

Her blood created intricate web like patterns on the cold stone floor… flowing from the deep gash where the silver dagger had ripped her apart…it flowed, incessantly… squeezing her dry…

He looked at his hands… the stench of blood made him nauseous… he would have to follow her as soon as possible… get hanged in public or follow her himself? He made the decision. He wrenched apart the knife from her body and made a final stab… how easy this was… three stabs and a new journey altogether… freedom? No.. he will have to follow her… it will be long before he gets that freedom…. He would finish this journey…no matter what.

( 2 )

New Jersey:: 2006

She: How are you?

He: I am fine, lucky that the knife didn’t puncture my liver…

She: I don’t understand what’s got to him… he was my best friend…

He: And he tried to kill you too…

She nodded mutely.

He: He loves you…that’s what it is…

She: So what? I love you…and just because of that, he tried to kill you…he’s a psychopath…

He: So, what happened?

She: Its still quite vague in my mind… I remember he tried to stab me and then a scuffle…the knife was in my hand…and then, its all blank…

He: Tomorrow’s his funeral right?

She: Who cares anyway… he was my friend though…I remember he said something about following me and finishing the journey and all…

He: Forget it now… you need rest…. It must have been a traumatic experience for you too… and as for his journey, he can finish it in hell….

( 3 )

India::2098

“Sheesh… I did love that girl… she never realized…”

“You… you killed her just because she loved me and not you?”

“Fair enough…don’t you think?”

“You should be…. You should be..”

“What? Brutally killed? Kill me…I will be with her though… you know what I feel… I have been trying to follow her… to get her for long… for years… centuries…millenniums maybe…and she still loves you… my poor stupid girl…I regret killing her… I regret… this means I will have to go on again…”

“Go on? What are you talking about you bloody psychopath?”

“You won’t understand… its been too long…maybe fourth time lucky…”

“Fourth time? I will kill you here and now…”

“I guess its your turn now… its been myself the first time and she did it the second time…kill me this time…you do it…’coz it doesn’t matter anyway you know…the same journey…just a different map…”

THE END