The Disguise Of White

“The universe doesn’t give you what you ask for with your thoughts - it gives you what you demand with your actions.”

— Steve Maraboli

"Faith and I will bring the body. You can get down and go to the gate to tell them who's come." Mom ordered and I obeyed. This is her territory. She knows what she's doing and since it's also a very dangerous place, she'll know to keep her senses heightened.

I walked to the entrance with Elwyn in tow who was busy exploring the externals of the place. The earth appeared to be arid, and so was the facial expression on his face. We saw something that looked like a security guard's cubicle adjacent to the gate. A young boy sat on a chair, sucking his cherry-heart lollipop with boredom. He raised his eyebrow in amusement when he laid his droopy but attentive eyes on us.

He questioned in a playful but full-toned voice. "What an odd pair. What business do you noodles have here?"

"Did you just compare our bodies to-"