Strange Fruit of Paradise (Part Four)

It was early in the morning and the moisture in the air was still thick bringing drifting odors into Ovolon's nostrils. He stoop up from the rock he was sitting and took a stroll around the area, stopping casually to examine his surroundings. Downhill he could see the Great Path passing between the hillsides which formed it, making it bend like a snake heading towards the stony mountain gorge which led away from the familiar meadow. He didn't know what was beyond it. He wanted to go, wanted to know, but he had always postponed this. Fear of the unknown maybe.

Prophecy

Mushrooms and colorful pillows

fry my brain like and egg

for I always had one leg

since my good perspective willows

The predictions of my voodoo

glimmer my totemic mask

sometimes strangers come to ask

what the serpents of Candu do

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Strange Fruit of Paradise (Part Three)

“This was nice. We can meet again another time and have more fun” said the girl leaned to the right a bit in a charming little bow.

“Sure, we can go to places.” answered Ovolon.

“Yeah, do things! Explore the meadow. Discover the whole oddness and the rareness and... and the indulging personalities that we'll meet” she said and her voice gradually became a murmur and her glare drifted to the sky lost in the reverie of imaginative possibilities. “Anyway. Good day for now”

“Have a nice trip. We'll meet again for sure” smiled Ovolon and did a courteous bow himself.

She waved at him and turned around taking the road to her home along with her blue friend.

Strange Fruit of Paradise (Part Two)

For a long moment they stood before each other staring in silent blinking of the eyes. Ovolon had indeed quite a few sagittarian ages to witness such a beautiful sighting. I totally wasn't expecting this, he thought and suppressed a feeling of instant elation, turning it into an unnoticeable shudder. Her hair were long and curly and delicately covered the better half of her breasts. Just enough to awaken primitive instincts in his mind, which were asleep and forgotten since when, even he could not remember. He noticed her gaze was in a way a mix between apprehension and curiosity, but she too seemed to welcome this unexpected meeting.