THE ISLAND OF CHARON
a novel in the series
"PLAYING ANOTHER REALITY"
CHAPTER 1. THE FISHERMAN
1.4. THE OLD MAN WITH BLACK BIRDS
I felt uneasy, but at the same moment I heard someone’s steps from the left. A hunched male figure was approaching us from the pier side, and soon a barefoot, gray-haired Old Man in linen clothes, with a wooden walking stick in one hand and a cage with black birds in the other, stopped nearby.
“Good evening,” I said to break the oppressive silence. “Can I help you somehow?”
The Old Man chuckled and continued to scan me, and the Boy giggled again.
Suddenly, a woman, apparently the boy’s mother, appeared out of nowhere. She bowed deeply to the Old Man, muttered something in the local dialect, then grabbed her son by the arm, and they instantly disappeared into the thickets.
I felt completely uneasy and stood as if paralyzed. I could not move in fear.
“What do you want, my dear Soul?” the Old Man asked distinctly, in an authoritative voice.
My heart began to beat wildly.
The disastrous chaos reigned in my head, but for some reason I thought about the Fisherman. I wanted Yanis to appear right next to me, but I kept silent.
The Old Man, realizing that he was unlikely to wait for my answer, turned around and hobbled further. I looked after him, still unable to recover, as someone’s hand fell on my shoulder, and I screamed in surprise.
“Alice?” I heard a familiar voice, turned back and saw Yanis.
He graciously escorted me “home”, said goodbye and disappeared.