Phase 1: The Continuation
“Arght! Arght! Arght! The door was practically scraped off. Aurelia Anderson ran to the door and whispered in a soft voice, “Beau!” A caramel papillon dog came bounding at her feet. Beau looked at her queerly and rubbed her legs with affection. Aurelia took a deep breath of tranquility and opened the door. She stifled a gasp. It was her soul mate, Iris Black. She looked at Aurelia and said, “It’s time.” Aurelia moaned and replied, “Not yet.” Iris told it a bit louder, “IT IS TIME.” Iris flashed her blue eyes at her, and holding Aurelia’s wrist, she ran down the steps of Aurelia’s house. Iris pulled Aurelia along with her. Beau jumped joyfully, playing jag. Aurelia paused to take Beau into her arms before they continued their journey.
“Off we go”, Iris said bitterly as her blonde hair began swirling. Shoots of bud began popping out of their arms, and they patiently waited until they transformed into wings. They floated and flew into the ravishing area of trees. An era or region where animals learned to cultivate their minds and the story ends for now.”
Phase 2: The Mistaken Treasure
“From the historical legends that we still see today, something admirable and neater can be felt in your veins. Was there a day when your heartbeat failed to see?”
The enormous crowd, containing from the common folks to the highest dukes, was all looking at him. The person who was their guide, Alfredo, was taking them into the world of the mines, where he was telling them about a historic treasure that had been found inside was going to be exhibited. The people over there were excited, and as he was about to show the treasure, there came a call from the crowd, “Everybody, please evacuate this area. It is not safe.” Everybody turned to look at the dark-haired man who claimed to be a policeman. The crowd looked back and forth at Alfredo and the dark-haired man.
Alfredo was a bonny thin man of his sixties who was in his poverty days. He was one of the oldest workers in the mine. He had never heard of a crime against the mine area, and he was not one person who could believe it either. He tried to pacify the people, but they wouldn’t believe him. He himself became worried about what danger they were in and thought of plunging into an ocean.
In his mind, the danger looked to him like an ocean that was rising. He could not make himself ready and almost felt like fear was crowding him. Why was it very unbelievable?
Everybody left the mine, including him. He could not feel himself again. He was full of fear about what was going to happen. He then wished that he had never gone to work. That same fateful day, the police informed him that there was a crime happening and he would have to not go to work. Alfredo obeyed and went home. Meanwhile, his wife at home was very anxious about him and asked, “How come you came so early?” Alfredo broke down at the pitiful sight of having no money and told his wife what had happened.
Meanwhile, at the far end of the country was a prominent painter who was musical and talented. He was from Germany and worked his life dedicated to the history of his ancestors, and as an orphan, all he could do since when he was young was to gaze outside at the window. He was packing his rucksack full of maps and clothes and got ready to see the world. His sincere dream came true, and it was a lofty ideal thought that he could never see his rented home again.
Phase 3: The right person to look and the wrong person to handle
Another life, another doom; it was hard to find business anywhere, and all Alfredo had to do was be at home. He was always impatient and was not ready to try anything new. Why was he like this?
One night he concluded that it would be the best idea to sneak into the premises of his work area and to know what was happening. He filled his wallet with a few coins and pocketed them in his pocket. He closed his eyes and then found himself walking down the lane. The path to the mine was a bit closer to his house, so he usually walked as always. His wife knew what he was doing. He felt unsteady as he reached the corner of the path. Then he immediately fainted as someone gagged him from behind. He felt himself dragged on the pavement and then on the road until his ultimate blackout. He was being hurt, and nothing could stop the people who were doing that. In the morning, as it seemed, Alfredo’s absence left a great impression on his wife. Meanwhile, Alfredo was treated to by a German gentleman who spoke nonsense to his ears. “Wasser, milche oder Kaffe? Brot? Bitte” Then the man who spoke German sighed and gave him a bottle of water and a cup of coffee with some bread. He polished himself on loaves of bread and then pigged on the drinks. He then decided to outwit the man. Alfredo then yawned and said something in his British accent about donkeys and mules. The German man scratched his beard and asked him what he was saying. Alfredo laughed, took out his phone, opened a translator, and explained that he was saying to himself that the man was nice and would be sweeter if he would allow him to stretch himself and take a bath in a river or a bathtub. The German man was flattered. “Danke,” he said, and allowed to let Alfredo do what he wanted to do.
Alfredo was just getting up when the German man made him sit down and asked him to explain about the mines. Alfredo smiled and said to himself that his stories would change his [German man] mood. Alfredo told his Golden Fields, Nevada gold mines, Kibali, Pueblo Viejo, Lihir, Barrick Gold, Grasberg, Carlin, and Newmont gold mines, and narrated Jubilee diamond mine, Neyveli, Janji, and Ledo coal mines. He had even found time capsules. He told new and honorable memories and stories of all the mines he had gone to. The German man was enthralled with all his mine stories and was enwrapped with the time capsule’s stories. He felt that the only righteous thing to do was to listen to him. The German man then allowed Alfredo to take a shower in a nearby river. Alfredo rushed outside to take his shower. He bathed in the river and stayed there for a while; he had no idea how to get out. Wherever he looked, there were trees all around. He found it safe to assume that he was in a forest. The trees towered themselves above each other. He looked at his stripped clothes and quickly buckled into them. He then fastened a buckle while getting an idea. He had noticed that the German man had regularly sipped coffee or hot chocolate, so that pinged him an idea. All he had to do was get away from that area. What could he do, and where could he go? He scrutinized around to find an SUV. He nimbly hopped onto the SUV’s leather seat and noticed that the inside was timber and wood with occasional brass and copper. He stepped on the brakes and zoomed away, looking at all the trees for remembrance. He pulled over near a bunch of trees and was overjoyed to know that it was the place of his mine. He crept into the mining station and was glowing with happiness to know that his mine had an analysis that mammoths had certainly been in that area and was angrily looking at his face in the reflection of an obsidian as he heard a group of scientists coming his way and were talking about their DNA sample had gone missing along with a mammoth’s skull. It was a sad thought to think of. He was gloomy and dejected that he had a holiday. Maybe he could have helped. Suddenly an alarm bell rang off. He suddenly thought to himself they were thieves and was speaking in a credible coded language. He held his tongue and breath. He cried out to the Lord to save him. Some police officers came and shrieked, “Surrender or else…” Alfredo was spotted among the thieves and was considered one. Alfredo claimed to have known a great deal of information, as he was not part of them. Alfredo then was taken into custody, where he told them his real intentions and about the German man and how he escaped. He told about the SUV he had ‘borrowed’ [stole]. He had personal doubts with them about the German man being entangled with them. The police set off on the track where the German man was. The police set Alfredo free. Alfredo hurried home and was delighted to find that his wife was soothing their children and grandchildren alike with his favorite witch vs. wit story.
Phase 4: Rejoiced Happiness
“Continued now. They learned they should be dependent on grass moisture dew to freshen themselves, and a lot more. The witches, Aurelia Anderson and Iris Black [as they could fly], soared at heights and landed where the first animals were. They trumpeted, growled, hissed, bellowed, cackled, roared, buzzed, meowed, yelped, whistled, boomed, and drummed. There were so many sites to look at with creations known as animals. It was no doubt that Aurelia and Iris had created this land and had hid it from the naked eye. They were the last witches on land, as the rest had gone extinct. As they wanted to camouflage and blend in with the humans, they got a dog breed from their land, a Papillion dog named by Aurelia, Beau. They were despondent when they realized they had to show it to the world. The wonderful end was that they realized that these deciphered locations were not supposed to be remote and would have to be admired and shared by the entire world. This is the marvellous story your father loved, and it makes us calm even when he is gone. Oh my goodness, Alfredo!! Yay! You are back!!!” Alfredo at that time had entered his home and heard the loving cries of his family. He was dazzled at the sight of families, but his family—he was beyond dazed. He loved them very much. After all the heartwarming stuff, Alfredo narrated what had happened in his absence. He told them that they had to be a bit alert as he had gotten into unknown trouble. Finally, there was a knock on the door. Each of them took up a utensil as a weapon and charged towards the door to attack but to get face-to-face with the police. They brought the German man in and they realized that he was the one who had kidnapped Alfredo. A German man confessed that he was after the treasures of the mines and that it had not been revealed. So he had to take ‘him away’ so that he could know what was inside. Alfredo first stood still at first, and then keeled over with his eyes open. He opened it wider with his jaw and then asked someone to pinch him if it was real or not. Everyone thought he had gone nuts or even cuckoo. He then burst out laughing, saying that it was a sample of the mine’s first copper in a gold mine. Everyone joined the laughter that lively night, and then Alfredo, his family, the police, and the German man Kevin partied the night.
April, 2025
