【Shine】The river that walks with snakes

Everything that happened that morning happened so quickly, like a dragonfly skimming the water to lay its eggs, born and disappeared like conjoined babies, leaving only the curtains that would not have been drawn towards the square on weekends, and the reflections from the windows. That uncapturable green in the sun.

Gilgamesh was immersed in the familiar warm dream again, the golden curtain on the window sill seemed to be able to cover his cheeks and flutter gently, but this incomparably clear dream was as real as the reality that happened at the beginning. Born and dissipated, what is left to him is the ceiling and wooden beams after opening his eyes.

According to Gilgamesh, the inn in the desert was built only by the legendary centaur, because there is no difference between the house and the stable.From the cracks in the creaking wooden boards, the raging wind of the desert night could be heard like the roar of low-intelligence creatures. This was an ordinary night that was almost boring.

"Are you still conscious?"

Gilgamesh easily and naively destroys this ordinary.

"This shouldn't be a good time to chat, Jill."

He looked towards the place where the sound came from, and the raised quilt lifted a corner in the air and floated up gently. Under the dim light of the night, this scene looked extremely weird and inconsistent.

But Gilgamesh smiled and replied:

"I agree with you, Enkidu"

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Gilgamesh stared at the severed hand floating in the air, which was thrown aside in a projectile arc, and then two half-waist-shaped shallow pits were left in the shaking blood-stained grass.

It was a shallow pit that could only be shown by the weight and body structure of an adult male.

Facing this unknown yet ensuing threat, he subconsciously took a step back and reached for the pistol on the saddle. He rarely needed to use his favorite gunpowder props when facing the inferior garbage on the wasteland, but this time it was obvious Not an easy situation to deal with.

"Gunpowder is not a good choice because they are of no use to me."

"So are you warning me now?"

"No, I didn't think so, I just felt that if I used this ability that doesn't belong to me to treat you, it would be a kind of..."

"what?"

The disembodied voice paused, and it sounded like his master was not suitable for such thinking. Gilgamesh paused for a while after listening to the voice, and then continued to add with difficulty:

"An insult that probably you and I feel as much, Jill."

The unknown voice fell into the air like this, but it was extremely rare that Gilgamesh lowered his hands. The distance and space of the conversation became frozen and calm because of this sentence, until a moment later Gilgamesh put his hands in his hands. He threw the reins casually on the rocks on the shore, and then stood aside, he took off his proper defense, stuffed the gun in the holster and buckled it up, and said.

"I agree with you, do you have a name? A ghost?"

It's hard to imagine that someone would issue an absurd license that is nobler than the emperor in this barren and barren wilderness, but this thing called a ghost seems to have no superfluous ideas, he is more like trying to establish a normal Slowing down his voice as if he was happy for a conversation, he replied:

"Enkidu, you can call me Enkidu, or anything else."

"Then Enkidu, my friend, I agree that you have value in you that is worthy of my conversation, but before we actually chat, let's not let the troublesome bastards spoil my good mood."

He threw the pistol that was spinning like a sun wheel upwards, and the muzzle of the gun was untied and returned to his heart while it was spinning. After the bullet was unloaded, it burned with the gunpowder and exploded in the hidden bushes, amazing wailing and screaming The yelling was accompanied by the sound of the gun, and the despicable yelling hadn't stopped because of the replacement of the magazine. They struggled and hadn't escaped half a step before they heard the buzzing of the wind being cut by the high-speed movement behind them——

It is an invisible man or beast, a strange man of strength who has given birth to horror legends for no reason in the wild land, he is as light as a feather, and only makes a trembling stay among the blades of grass and branches, but when he lands and explodes It is enough to break through the strongest rock in the world instantly.

He was never seen by anyone,

But he is everything because of it.

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"So what do you want to talk about? Want to talk about the wind? It's blowing really hard today."

The awakened person slowly curled up in the quilt and slowly opened a corner. After a while, the dim light illuminated the room. Gilgamesh looked down at the quilt that seemed to be wrapped in glass, and felt that he was talking to the quilt. Somewhat ridiculous.

"The wind in the wilderness is not a pleasant thing for me. She always changes the airflow and taste wantonly, changes the environment and everything that people can touch, and is forced to re-adapt to these things, just like I want to sleep in a room like a stable. Makes me feel sick."

Gilgamesh cast a glance of natural disgust at the shaking windowpane.

"But no matter how violent the wind changes the world, you can always find the direction you want, just like you found those gold mines. I think as long as you are you, you will never lose your way."

Never lose your way.

The moment in the dream came like a butterfly that couldn't be dispelled. The crowd, the pungent smell, and the sun, which was too hot to open his eyes, came like a tide. Gilgamesh subconsciously Lost and dazed in the memory, until Enkidu's invisible hand took his arm.

"Jill? What's wrong with you?"

The call made him break free from the quagmire of memories, and the moment he took a deep breath, he felt the touch on his wrist. It was a cold and slender hand, with strong and knuckle fingers stuck on his wrist , Enkidu held him, this wonderful touch seemed to be reaching the bottom of the water to grab a handful of pebbles.

For two people whose lives have been intersected for less than ten days, this kind of behavior almost seems a bit strangely intimate, but for a person like Gilgamesh who simply divides the world into two parts: "I allow" and "garbage" That being said, Enkidu doesn't seem to be doing any transgressive disrespect, on the contrary he's even the most tolerated part of being that's allowed - whatever he does will be given permission because he's Enkidu

"No, just some boring flashes."

Gilgamesh returned from the deep waters of the past, he felt the palm of his wrist, and at this moment it was just a thought, a thought that contained Enki's skin and hair color, the width of his shoulders and the angle of the eyes, or whether Enkidu is a man or a woman, and the idea of ​​what kind of thing he is, this idea is so trivial that it is even a bit vulgar, and at this moment, Gilgamesh has not yet The speed of perception appeared, it was born before the parties found out, and then pulled out the question that had been hanging on their foreheads on the bank of the river they met for the first time.

"Your fate is a tragedy of trash."

Gilgamesh tapped Enkidu's forehead and bridge of nose complexly.

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Gilgamesh sat on the high ground by the river bank, and after he dealt with the garbage that came looking for the gunshots in the undergrowth, the river valley became a dirty and smelly place that could not be dissipated by the wind for three months, so After he rode up the river for another mile, he chose to light a bonfire on the edge of the shallows of a bend in the river.

Even with this invisible friend he just met.

"You move very fast, is this also a talent given to you by miracles?"

He watched the pile of twigs unsteadily gathering up from the surrounding open space. A few small twigs fell and were carefully picked up by Enkidu. After a pile of twigs enough to burn for one night was born, he The thin grass around him made a crunching sound.

"Compared to being able to be penetrated by bullets without damage, being stronger and faster is not a miracle given by God, so I am willing to believe that this is something I have 'before'."

"before?"

"Yes."

Gilgamesh hit the flint twice and turned his head, the flickering sparks fell on the branches, and the jet black smoke was as thin as a black snake crawling towards the sky in the evening light.

"Before I had a body."

Enkidu poked the fire with his stick, and the air rushed through the hollow branches, and the devouring flames engulfed the bright evening, pushing everything into lonely mystery.

"Then, do you mean that your body was taken away to become like this?"

"I don't know, I have no previous memory, you may not believe it when I woke up and I happened to be lying on the big rocks by the river, watching a catfish jumping alive and kicking where my stomach should be."

Enkidu began his narration with a tone of happy reminiscence, and Gilgamesh could almost restore what a messy scene it was when he heard the rising tone of his voice when he described the catfish.

"... At the beginning I didn't even know what I was, I walked on the desert like a river like a part of the land, I lived like any beast, like any stone, I didn't even know what I was. There is no need to eat or excrete, for me there is no difference between the rising sun three days ago and the setting sun setting today."

"I'm starting to think I'm just a part of this desert that's moving too fast."

The night wind blew along the land from below, and the first batch of burning branches made a soft sound of burning. Gilgamesh did not stop Enkidu from continuing to talk, and no one had spoken in front of him for a long time It's been a long time, but under the night sky, this voice that doesn't exist is like an unmanned theater, suddenly starting a short story for him alone.

"But soon I found out that's not the case. I actually knew I was wrong when I realized that I thought I was part of this land. It's actually a very boring joke. You want to guess why?"

"Because the land doesn't think about who it is, it doesn't even have the function of thinking."

Gilgamesh was as seamless as stepping on a rabbit's tail, and after answering the question correctly, he suddenly felt a swirling breeze rushing towards him-he realized that it was Enkidu turning to point at him. nodded.

"That's how I was freed from the land when I realized that I could think, that I was no longer a part of the land, and I began to understand my existence from the very basics, my weight, my shape, my breath and strength."

"But you still have no way to see yourself and perceive yourself without the land, so you can only abandon any biological way of self-knowledge and use the way to know who you are."

Gilgamesh raised his head and looked back and forth. The smoke from the bonfire drifted over and changed direction in the night sky due to invisible barriers. He probably knew that Enkidu's forehead reached the bridge of his nose when he was sitting.

"Yes, I can only compare, compare with anything that appears in the desert... until I see the footprints of the hunters in the mud, the shape of the palms pressed on the river bank, and their leaf veins. Only then did I realize that I was part of a human being.”

Gilgamesh felt some proud breath rushing from his face, and then those pebble-like palms grasped his wrist from the void for the first time, cold and hard, soft and slender.

"I'm going to find another part of me, I'm going to find my body, Jill."

The thickest branch in the fire was broken.

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Gilgamesh sat on the bed and felt the breeze when Enkidu was lying on the bed. He never wondered why he could feel the movement of someone he couldn't see, but maybe it was better than being able to become Gilgamesh in ten days. Mesh's approved friends are no longer a strange thing.

Or it might just be a day.

"I don't think there's any special difference between finding your own body and finding a gold mine."

"Stupid, I only need to ride a horse around this broken place a few times to encounter a few mines. This is not something worth looking for."

Gilgamesh made a disdainful judgment. He turned his back on the railway track and went deep into the desert to find gold mines, not as rumored. His natural golden soul seemed to have the golden law, attracting gold to hit his way forward. , everyone thought he was the strongest gold digger, but no one discovered that he was actually just wandering around the land at will, and then was met by gold.

There must be nothing worth looking for.

"Then... what are you asking for from this land? Jill..."

Enkidu seemed to have fallen into a wonderful ghost dormancy time, and before he could finish a sentence, he took his loose quilt and landed beside Gilgamesh. cat blows foam under water.

In the silent room where only Gilgamesh could be seen, only one person was awake at the moment. He looked out of the wind-shattered window, as if a fading light brought him back to that smelly morning.

Under the huge cross-shaped support of the execution ground, there are still people everywhere.