Rose Blumen ~ Exogignesthai

589. Exploring, 1

(Rose)Nokaranlık and I went for another adventure together, further in town.

It began with a swim into one of the river’s side channels with slow flow. She swims rather well on her own now.

Her hair mostly floats, and moves like it’s a breathing thing.

I tell her about how her mother first handled water; and how she grew on that.

She’s beginning to understand that the word mother relates to something close to her.

While she grows her abstraction, my new leg was more sensitive, but nothing bad.

We swam across and around, until we discovered the wide openings that led into another locked city block.

We gently swam into this new adventure that sure made her eyes shine bright.

A building that used to sit above a small stream or channel is now split open over it, cut all the way.

That means we swim gently across hallways and rooms opened to the stream and sometimes the sky as well.

The ruins gently dissolving look very still to us.

I appreciate the beauty of evolution of these interior landscapes. The charms of aging antiquity. The new antiquity.

Meanwhile Nokaranlık sees gold everywhere as if we were in Venezia.

Little bones in the corners or at the bottom of the clear stream, but not only.

Here and there metallic furniture gleam like jewels around us. It’s eerie as soon only our swimming movements make noise. The sun is bright outside, and these buildings riled with holes making rays occasionally hit and pierce the air and the waters.

The bright contrasts it gives makes every reflection of light across the waters or the jewels brighter and colourful.

Here and there, I see real jewels, not just furniture and random items with shiny surfaces.

I dive and pick up a diamond and golden ring that shone brightly. The prismatic effect is brightly strong.

I show it to my child whom eyes were focused on some glittery cob web a little further.

The colours of the stone and its scattering of light are so much brighter here, in this place of contrasts. Nokarlık has a minute or so of fascination and plays with it, before giving it back to me. She saw something else all new a little further that caught her passionate attention.

I just smile, amused in more ways than one, and let the ring sink back where I found it.

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We ventured deeper where this stream led us, further into areas of the city we don’t recall visiting before.

Some mice from Nue see us from the edge of the collapsed floor at some point.

She named her friend the colourful slug Nue. I don’t know what Nue means to her, aside the beast it refers to now.

We reach barred pipes inside the collapsed corridors of a once luxurious hotel I think. We climb the edge. Me first, and I help her as her pelt is heavy once damp.

Both barefoot, we leave trails of steps with toes in the dust as we wander and look around this resort.

I’m reminded of a distant time when a huge bird walked the corridors along.

The talons footsteps made a very different sound. Nokarlık walks better than me currently.

I see her open a large door and smiling brightly at what she sees. She found something. I follow her.

It’s a pool. Huge. And with water clean enough to see the growing algae at the bottom.

And to see there’s no mermaid lurking.

Huge windows or glass walls at this level let the sun shine over it.

I run and dive first once everything was checked.

I swim to the other end in a pleasant rush. This water is sweeter and a little warmer.

Nokarlık runs, yell loudly and jumps too.

I later splash her, and later tickle her.

Instead of begging for mercy, she fights back.

Bliss.

I later take a nap on the tilted stones the sun warmed up through the glass walls.

Nokarlık keeps playing around. She regularly brings me the treasures she finds so I can discuss with her what they are.

Half of them are sticky or gooey of course. She’s a cat sometimes.

Despite the constant interruptions, I end up sleeping for a short while.

The sunlight warming up my skin just the right level.

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I woke up a little later, and found a pile of melting treasures next to me. Most of them I think were sea anemones or other aquatic lifeforms, with simple shapes and very bright colours.

I readjusted my dried clothes and went after my child. I didn’t call for her as I could hear something not far.

My skin was now covered with rashes I didn’t feel anything from, and other coloured spots and stains. I looked like a wild animal with multi-coloured fur that makes them blend in the background.

Oh well, after the green sea, my skin can probably handle nearly anything.

I still have darker spots along my hands and forearms to remind me I was reborn with a sister this time.

I wonder where she is right now.

I hope she will miss me enough to come and see me again someday.

A staircase and corridor later, I find my child in a wide room, gobbling up a handful of other sea anemones.

Notwithstanding their kind now appear to live in soft water here, if that is indeed what they are; these are not even raw as she eats them. They’re alive.

Since she didn’t notice my presence, I startle her through tickles, letting her go of her spongy snack. I cuddle her until she tries to escape. A real cat sometimes. But she can smile for real, and hugs me back.

I hope she won’t get too sick from what she ate in here. How many did she swallow before I arrived?

We pack up some of these water vegetables and return home by land.

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