The young woman comes in again, and I find out that her name is Nivit
Probably one more day has passed. My health continues to improve. Now I can lift my body in a sitting position for short intervals of time. I still can’t feel or control my legs. On a chair placed near my bed lie several empty sheets of paper. Next to them is a pencil: a narrow charcoal cylinder inserted in a long tube made of a reed-like plant. It definitely looks as good as the pencils from my country. The paper is slightly rough to the touch and has a vague greenish color, yet otherwise appears to be of decent quality. I suppose it’s made from a species of local reed, perhaps similar to the Egyptian papyrus. My rescuers must have left the sheets here for me to take notes, to learn new words. And I feel grateful for their gesture.
The young woman comes in again, and I find out that her name is Nivit. My eyes see clearly now and can’t stop from admiring her beauty. She definitely reminds me of the princess from Gold City, hence the feeling of familiarity when I saw her face for the first time. The long black hair, the oval face with pale skin, the black eyes with arched eyebrows, the full lips and the small, straight nose give her an aristocratic and slightly oriental appearance. She could be easily taken for a sister of the king’s daughter. Yet, now I doubt that my memory of that princess’ visual aspect is correct. I only saw her directly in my long dream, in a dream where I remained trapped inside a giant underground maze.
I ask, with a gesture, to be given my wooden box laid on the table. Nivit reaches for the little case and lays it into my hands. I open the lid slowly. The notebook and the pencils are inside, all in good condition. I look at her and smile, expressing a wordless, grateful “thank you” towards my savior for not losing my little treasure.
Soon I shall begin to fill some of the remaining pages from my log with more notes about the recent events. Still, now I would rather focus on expanding my vocabulary in the local language. In the next ten minutes, I learn a few more words and write them down on the sheets of paper brought in by my new friends. Then the young woman feeds me with some kind of cereal balls made of brown seeds and tasting like cooked rice.
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