"Finally, the girl I've been looking for! Am I interrupting something?"
Not again, I thought. I didn't miss the shiver nor the goosebumps this voice inside my head could cause. But I remembered it too well.
"You're not. How can I help you?"
"She needs you... She needs help. Your help." And that's how everything started all over again. I thought I was free.
"I really don't need another headache... Or heartbreak."
"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't really necessary."
"I know. At least she sent you, not the others."
It was a beautiful and typical autumn afternoon. There was something about the sky that had always made me curious. Looking at it every time I needed peace was a routine.
Sometimes, I would lay down just to stare at the clouds. Normally, I could do that empty minded. But, when I couldn't, she was the reason.
"So, she gave you a name?" I asked, while closing my eyes. I wasn't ready to look at it yet, but I knew it was over the tree I was laying underneath.
"She isn't that creative, you know."
"Yes. You can call me that again."
Because that's what you are, I thought.
"Should I pass the message right away?"
"She sent you this letter. I dropped it next to you."
"Do I really have to read it now?"
"You should, so I can tell you her message."
"She could have just written both together and sent you only to deliver..."
"You know that's not her way."
I know, I thought, she has to send different animals, birds or even insects to talk inside my head. Otherwise, it's not her way. I decided to sit down and open the letter.
It had her perfume all over it. I could feel my eyes watering.
"I know this is hard for you."
"You don't know anything."
"Right, I don't. I'm only a raven."
It took me some time to finally read it.
"My dear Vivian,
I know it has been a long time since our last... well, our last conversation, I suppose. I didn't want to bother you. I promised I wouldn't.
This will be the last time.
I'm in danger. They have found me.
"She really could have you to say that to me."
"So... What now?"
"The message is: Rest. Tomorrow I'll send one to show you the way. Bring your backpack."
"Really? How sentimental. I hope it's not an insect."
"I must be going. Godspeed."
I still stayed there, without moving, for some time. It was really my favourite spot in the whole world, a place that she had never been with me. A place far away from all the madness.
It was my place.
And she took it away from me.