The Island of Charon. 10. 4. Cemetery of Memories

THE ISLAND OF CHARON

a novel in the series
"PLAYING ANOTHER REALITY"

CHAPTER 10. DEATH, the 2nd

10.4. THE CEMETERY OF MEMORIES

We reached the Cemetery of Memories.

I stopped at the open gate. The black birds of Charon scanned us. Tata cringed in fear and clutched her tiny little hand in my palm. Mark gave me his special look…

“Sorry, Mark,” I whispered, “but you and Tata are just illusions, my memories and dreams. Neither Yanis nor Tata really exists. They are neither in the Sun Book nor in the Moon Book.”

“Mark exists! He is in the Moon Book and next to you,” Mark dived into my soul with a pitiful look.

“Not next to me… In fact, I found him in the Moon Book. And he did climb up the Holy Mountain, already being a ghost, and he confessed to the monk who saw and heard him… Mark mentally asked me to forgive him. But then… he rushed to Las Vegas, to his earthly dream: if not to buy, then at least to play at a casino.”

Mark turned dark.

“If you were the real Mark,” I continued, “I would see you as Mark since the very beginning. But you are an illusion, created by my earthly Lower Self as a temptation to keep me in the Astral World for some time or even forever. My Spirit wanted me to forgive Mark. And I did it. However… it’s time to part… here and now…”

Tata’s eyes filled with horror, she clung to Mark, who continued to torment my soul with his gaze.

“Forgive me and let me go,” I said, “as well as I forgive you now and let you go forever!”

With the power of my thought, I turned their phantoms towards the house of Charon, and they obediently wandered away hand in hand…

At some point, I saw the black birds breaking away from their seats. They swirled Mark and Tata in a furious whirlwind, and both Tata and Mark suddenly began to crumble into small particles, and something was dying in me along with them, forever, but for a long time the birds had been circling over the place where no one was anymore…

And I was sitting at the cemetery gates, leafing through my earthly life, trying in vain to understand its sense and releasing to Charon the phantoms of those who surfaced in my memory.

However, I was still there, on the Island…