arman

Posted Saturday, May 4, 2024

24d

INFP

Sagittarius

MaiN RoaD- all people

I ascend the night roads ; everything is dark. I've been awake all this time, and now I see a faint light. The air is filled with a mixture of fear and excitement. As I get closer, I notice a café. I enter calmly, and everyone inside is calm too, whispering to each other. My café doesn't even turn its head. I sit across from it; its head is down, engrossed in a book. The café brings me my coffee, places it on the table, and returns to its spot. It lifts its head from the book and stirs its coffee with a spoon. I recognize it; I had seen it in the past, even held it close by the shore, where it was afraid of me... By the way, how do I look? I see myself in the glass, having performed my daily routine, hastily tidying myself up and styling my hair. The meticulous stirring of its coffee comes to an end. The steam from the coffee settles on its glasses, perched on the edge of the saucer. I approach, sensing its uneasiness. It tries to stand up but can't; it's as if it's seeing me for the first time. It falls onto the table, and its glasses shatter upon hitting the ground. Now, it sees me more clearly. I hold its trembling hand, and it doesn't resist. The café's order crumbles, and without its worn-out clothes, it becomes more beautiful. Hand in hand, we walk away from the main roads at night; everything is dark, but now that it recognizes me, it smiles. Question: Who is the narrator of the story?