Part 4
Part 3
Part 2
The first years for David constituted a period
of great victories. Every effort turned into success, every morning,
there was a new opportunity to seize, and in a short time, he
progressed beyond any rosy prediction. People smiled and said hello,
for everyone was an example to imitate. He could not understand why
Laura had foretold him a rough and arduous road when perhaps the
goal was to win and show his strength in never giving up.
One day an important businessman came to him, told him to appreciate his dynamism and asked to consort with him. Together, they would expand their business beyond the borders of the state, opening branches all over the world. He would put the money, leaving him a free choice on the strategies, logistics, and connection with all the branches.
David was unwilling to believe such an attractive proposal. His work was taking a great leap in quality. He left the office after sunset, only after having studied the situation carefully, his whole life would soon change, and he had to be ready.
The streetlights were already lit, and on the other side of the sidewalk, halfway down, near the hedge, two dogs were waiting for him, and they followed him a certain distance to the car. David looked at them in the rearview mirror, amazed, until he lost sight of them at the first bend.
When he came home and opened the gate, he noticed two other dogs near the entrance. They looked at him in the same sad way as the previous two. They stayed still without any particular expression. Only the reflection of the light of the lamppost showed their sad eyes. He smiled as he approached them, and when he was a few steps away from them, they suddenly turned and began to walk slowly toward the countryside. David hesitated. He did not understand, but the two dogs turned, shaking in anticipation. He understood that their request, as incredible as it was, was to be followed. So, he moved a few steps slowly toward the semi-darkness of the countryside until they reached the Wood of Plane, where the two dogs entered the cornfield, disappearing from his sight. Smiling incredulously, he sat and waited for their return.
A pile of cut branches had been stacked on the banks of the ditch. David watched them with indifference until the feeling of familiarity brought him back to his childhood memories. At that time, he had suffered so much for such a situation and had promised those trees deprived of their branches to take them with him to a new world beyond the mountains.
David approached those young branches with a deep feeling of discomfort, which shortly turned into certainty. He then bowed his head as a condemned man called to hear the sentence: His way Home and that old promise were incompatible with the new positive evolution of work. He sat in doubt while a nocturnal bird began to chant a constant rhythmic call. The two dogs reappeared walking and, without hesitation, sat at a certain distance, wagging their tails. A cloud leaning on the first mountains responded to his thoughts with a flash to illuminate the horizon.
David bent his head again. There was no longer any doubt. There was incompatibility. He had succeeded, but now his path took a decisive turn as when, climbing the mountain and facing a hairpin bend, the direction suddenly changed. He was called to give up the great opportunities to go in another direction.
A hot breeze filled with night smells came straight to him. He raised his head while a falling star illuminated the horizon. He shook his head for a long time, looking at the pile of cut branches, and turned to Laura. “It’s a wickedness, a real wickedness.” He gave a long sigh. “What is the point of showing a rosy future and then claiming to give up? That’s real wickedness.”
He got up and walked in the wood for a long time while the two dogs followed him, wagging their tails behind his feet. He extended his arms, thinking of his naivety. How could he have believed he, who had always been so unlucky in business, could suddenly become a winner? He had let himself be taken away from events without realizing it was a hoax. They had mocked him.
He turned again toward the forest, looking at the pile of cut branches. “All right, I’ll give up that job so I can go back Home.” He looked up with a frown on his face and said to Laura, “But stay away from me because you really made me angry this time.”
He got up and slowly headed home, shaking his head. The dogs stood still at the edge of the wood, wagging their tails. That night, when he went to bed, he swore to himself never to speak to Laura again.
One day an important businessman came to him, told him to appreciate his dynamism and asked to consort with him. Together, they would expand their business beyond the borders of the state, opening branches all over the world. He would put the money, leaving him a free choice on the strategies, logistics, and connection with all the branches.
David was unwilling to believe such an attractive proposal. His work was taking a great leap in quality. He left the office after sunset, only after having studied the situation carefully, his whole life would soon change, and he had to be ready.
The streetlights were already lit, and on the other side of the sidewalk, halfway down, near the hedge, two dogs were waiting for him, and they followed him a certain distance to the car. David looked at them in the rearview mirror, amazed, until he lost sight of them at the first bend.
When he came home and opened the gate, he noticed two other dogs near the entrance. They looked at him in the same sad way as the previous two. They stayed still without any particular expression. Only the reflection of the light of the lamppost showed their sad eyes. He smiled as he approached them, and when he was a few steps away from them, they suddenly turned and began to walk slowly toward the countryside. David hesitated. He did not understand, but the two dogs turned, shaking in anticipation. He understood that their request, as incredible as it was, was to be followed. So, he moved a few steps slowly toward the semi-darkness of the countryside until they reached the Wood of Plane, where the two dogs entered the cornfield, disappearing from his sight. Smiling incredulously, he sat and waited for their return.
A pile of cut branches had been stacked on the banks of the ditch. David watched them with indifference until the feeling of familiarity brought him back to his childhood memories. At that time, he had suffered so much for such a situation and had promised those trees deprived of their branches to take them with him to a new world beyond the mountains.
David approached those young branches with a deep feeling of discomfort, which shortly turned into certainty. He then bowed his head as a condemned man called to hear the sentence: His way Home and that old promise were incompatible with the new positive evolution of work. He sat in doubt while a nocturnal bird began to chant a constant rhythmic call. The two dogs reappeared walking and, without hesitation, sat at a certain distance, wagging their tails. A cloud leaning on the first mountains responded to his thoughts with a flash to illuminate the horizon.
David bent his head again. There was no longer any doubt. There was incompatibility. He had succeeded, but now his path took a decisive turn as when, climbing the mountain and facing a hairpin bend, the direction suddenly changed. He was called to give up the great opportunities to go in another direction.
A hot breeze filled with night smells came straight to him. He raised his head while a falling star illuminated the horizon. He shook his head for a long time, looking at the pile of cut branches, and turned to Laura. “It’s a wickedness, a real wickedness.” He gave a long sigh. “What is the point of showing a rosy future and then claiming to give up? That’s real wickedness.”
He got up and walked in the wood for a long time while the two dogs followed him, wagging their tails behind his feet. He extended his arms, thinking of his naivety. How could he have believed he, who had always been so unlucky in business, could suddenly become a winner? He had let himself be taken away from events without realizing it was a hoax. They had mocked him.
He turned again toward the forest, looking at the pile of cut branches. “All right, I’ll give up that job so I can go back Home.” He looked up with a frown on his face and said to Laura, “But stay away from me because you really made me angry this time.”
He got up and slowly headed home, shaking his head. The dogs stood still at the edge of the wood, wagging their tails. That night, when he went to bed, he swore to himself never to speak to Laura again.
David - Incipit
Wood of Plane
Part 1
Blues Ale Publishing
April 2023
Paperback:
ISBN 979-12-81450-01-1
Pages 274
Target Price: $ 11
E-book Kindle
ISBN 979-12-81450-02-8
Target Price: $ 3
April 2023
Paperback:
ISBN 979-12-81450-01-1
Pages 274
Target Price: $ 11
E-book Kindle
ISBN 979-12-81450-02-8
Target Price: $ 3
Fairy Tales
Poems
Novels
Wood of Plane
