Mr. H
There was no gate or entry sign, but I knew this was the secret town I was looking for amidst the heavy fog. Tapping my feet while waiting for my guide, Mr. H. Since I arrived at the city limits, as if all the eyes stared at me. I wished I was invisible. But strangely enough I couldn't see anyone. Feeling as an uninvited guest who just rang a door bell, I wished my guide would materialize soon. "Welcome to my magical world", said Mr. H. when he finally reaches to me, offering his hand. Firm and confident shook as of a man strongly assured of his believes. He is to be my guide for the day. "How is the fog today? Thick and confusing as usual? I'm glad you found the way, not everyone finds it." I didn't want to admit it was a strug-gle, but I felt it was somehow polite to admit it. Yes! It's very confusing out there! And my head still hurts how deafening the fog was. As if all the known songs and noises were playing in my head at the same time, covering my ears wouldn't help. "Oh my friend, you shall not worry anymore, in this town, everything is clear and tran-quil. And come on, I have so much to show you!" But I was somewhat uneasy, not sure of progress any further into the city. As if the strange force was pulling me out, my legs were suddenly heavy. This came to me as a big surprise, as I was so happy I finally made it here. Mr. H turned and smiled. "Oh yes I almost forgot, you are new here. Take my hand, it will be easier to get into the sphere." But there was nothing such as a sphere or fence in my sight, but still, as if I had to push more and more. He walked further on, as if he felt nothing of this strange force. Suddenly this feeling passed, we sure-ly must have made it into the sphere. Pleasant warmth now engulfed me and I started to recognise human sil-houettes. "You will get used to it by time, but for the first time it's very strong, as that was my intention when I created the spell." Mr. H seemed to have all the power over this city...The midday sun was castings its rays onto the beauty of lush gardens and inhabitants in them. It seemed as if all of them were outside today, sharing a great gift of sun they all have been longing for, having nothing on mind, as if the city was not under a constant siege of the mysterious fog. But in the end, there was no sign of it here. Amongst the leafy greens, an old man just poured his friends around the ta-ble another lofty glass of wine. Sud-denly a man broke into laugh, but his voice echoed in the narrow street just for a short moment. Then the city was calmly silent again, but not in an unsettling manner as before entering the sphere. I felt as a part of this en-vironment. As we walked pass the gardens, I started to tremble again. Was it anoth-er sphere force field? Indeed it was, as Mr. H. enlightened me promptly. All while wearing a sheepish grin. "This is as far as we can go, only the inhabit-ants of the sphere itself can enter the next one, they are the only ones who know how and not get pulled out by the force. We can only look now." I saw kids jumping from one sphere to the other, as if it was their extended home sphere. But the force was now so strong I had to take few steps back. It was gradually getting dark and the people are now entering their own spheres, waving their fellows good-bye. I had so many questions in my head to be answered before I would leave too. So I am always in action with these spheres? They seem to pull you towards or push you back de-pending who you are. Mr. H. nods, as when ones works get understood and praised. But how you created these spheres when you can't even see them? "A magician never reveals his tricks", he answers. "A refined mod-eration of elements is what you need for any good spell." And this force field you created? Oh, that's not mine that is the power of the eyes and ears in the walls around you…We shook hands with Mr. H. again and I depart. Leaving the city is eas-ier than entering, I just bow to the force that has been dragging me ever since…