The Locked Door

The night was as black as the most malignant thoughts of Evil and as deaf as its ears for the people’s yelling. Lifeless street lights were buzzing ominously without giving the passers-by any hope for the improvement of their fate. Anyway, that day, on the eighth night of the week, no one would dare to abandon his concrete shelter. And whether none of the human beings succeeded in gaining such a steep, it must have been made by one of the Aliens who were resistant to the power of destiny and the twists of fate.

The choice of The Omniscient Constellation fell on Adara. A humble, blue-haired figure didn’t have anything special in her appearance until someone looked in her dark, bottomless eyes. Two apertures deprived of the irises carried the random observer into Adara’s inner world from which, like from the alternative reality, there was no way out.

Adara brought a mission with her. It wasn’t the matter of saving the world or similar nonsense, but of finding the door. To be more specific, the locked door. The Omniscient Constellation gave an order to Adara to bring for their planet a portal connecting two worlds, and seeing a flash of comprehension in her eyes, The OC entrusted her with the task with calmness.

That was the reason why the dull steps were echoing from the cobbled street to become silent in a moment. Being an extraterrestrial creature, Adara was shining with her self-produced glow, and the wandering through the sleeping city wasn’t a problem for her anymore. When she was crossing another block, her attention was caught by the slight figure of a girl crouched in the break of the wall. She didn’t seem terrified looking at the blue Alien, but her presence in such a place and time was thought-provoking. For a quite longish moment they were staring to each other, but it was the girl who decided to interrupt the silence first.

“I had a little fox once,” faintly said she. “He used to heat up in the sun. But one day he went away without a trace. Could you help me to find him?”, a girl raised her eyes imploringly.

Adara wondered if it was a dream or not. She came to the Earth to find the portal, not to look after some girls with their foxes. But the Aliens aren’t entirely deprived of human feelings, at least not of the good ones, so Adara smiled weakly to the child and whispered: “Come with me, we’ll try.”

Adara’s innate rationalism prompted her that it was an absurd, that she was wasting her time that this damn fox wouldn’t approach her to fulfilling the mission, but her heart unexpectedly jumped in the rhythm of “do-it-now”.

Adara followed the child in the empty street. The girl seemed to be familiar with the conditions of that place and a moment later Adara ascertained that she was right – Earie told her about her escape from the house full of evil, inhabiting the empty streets and losing her only friend, the fox. The Alien quickly guessed that the girl didn’t want to find the fox indeed – it was absolutely clear for both of them that he had moved to the Fox Neverland. Earie just needed a conversation and company. She was like the locked door which could be opened with a gentle and healing impulse – a whit of friendship.

In one moment Adara grasped everything. How naive was she seeking the physical door, taking all the things too literally! She glanced at the girl one more else and realized that she met the requirements of the Omniscient Constellation – primarily, she was a portal connecting a distant galaxy with the Earth. But it aroused the question if Earie agree to move to another planet in the pursuit of happiness.

“Earie, would you like to visit my house and forget about the (un)dead city?” Adara said. “You would be playing with the galaxy foxes”, she inserted quickly, imagining with a smile the ginger, fluffy balls chasing each other in the stardust.

An astonished girl looked in disbelief at Adara and two hot tears of felicity flowed down her cheeks. Adara cuddled the petit body with a feeling of completed mission.

“Thus, Earie, I’m opening the door to my world for you.”




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