Chapter 199 Inside my Mother’s Inner Consciousness (1/2)

I carefully stood up and carried my body that felt heavy to walk into the hole. Once thru, I looked at the surroundings. At the other side of the wall was like a new world. There was a clear blue sky, green fields and colorful scenery, unlike the hazy gray world I was just in.

I looked around having a huge familiarity with this place.

”It's like I have been here before.” I said.

I walked around and saw houses in the horizon. My mind was registering the place and then thought of something.

”This place… it looks like the village where mama and I used to live when I was young.” I realized.

I slowly walked towards the village entrance, looking around as I go. Once I arrive at the entrance, I see villagers bustling around. It was as if this place truly exists. I see familiar faces here and there. That just validated my suspicion from earlier. This truly is my village but it should be from years ago.

The familiar faces I am seeing right now has the same age as the day when I was still young. Many years have passed and so they surely aged by now but the people here has the same age years ago.

I look at a familiar bakery at a corner of the street where I frequently buy our bread. The mister there was old and before my father took me with him, that mister has passed away. But now I can see the mister happily placing the bread he has baked on the counter.

While I was walking around the people were moving about like normal but they don't seem to notice me.

”Um, excuse me.” I talked to a young woman walking by but she didn't reply let alone even look at me. ”Hello.” I tried again but to no avail.

Then a group of children run pass me and I mean literally passed through me.

”What the…?” I was dumbfounded. I tried to touch the little boy that was running but my hand went through. ”Projections or illusions?”

The people here are only illusions. Maybe this was some kind of memory that was being played over and over again. I also tried to touch the houses but like what happened earlier, my hand just went through.

”This village is just a memory from long ago.” I concluded.

If the people and houses here are only projections, I am the only tangible here and maybe my mother as well.

I tried to remember where she would be at this hour of the day. I recalled that my mother worked as a waitress at a tavern located at the center of the village. I quickened my pace and walked towards the direction of the tavern.

Not long, I saw the small tavern. By this time she would be working in the kitchen at the back. I made my way there when I heard the voices of children giggling and playing. It caught my attention and I quickly looked where the children were.

And there I saw my younger self, playing with my friends on the streets near the tavern. My heart was thumping fast seeing my younger self, I cannot explain the feeling I am feeling right now.

My younger self was giggling happily while playing. I can see in her eyes the carefree me of the past. I remember that I was content with our simple commoner life back then. It may not compare to the grand life style of royalty, but we were happy. My mother worked diligently at the tavern and the villagers were kind towards us. My mother's wage was just right for us to eat three meals a day and for the rent of our little house. If my mother has some extra money from tips, she usually buy clothes and simple hair accessories for me. Our life was simple yet we were content.

Seeing my younger self let me remember my happy childhood that was over shadowed by the life I lived inside the palace. I had forgotten how happy I was living with my mother.

I walked towards my younger self and tried to touch her. And like the others, my hand went through her.

'So she is just an illusion as well.' I thought.

My younger self was running around happily while I was in a daze watching her play. A smile crept on my face.

'How I wish I lived like this until I have grown up.' I thought.