X: We are finally here.....the end of our journey!
Y: Where??....I don't see the end.
X: We are here...the place we have been searching for, cant you see it?
Y What are you talking about?...All I see in front of me are ruins and a scorched road. The same things we have passed and have seen since we started this journey.
X: What? Are you telling me you cant see the glistening towers and marble road. Can you not see the trees in bloom and the birds singing...can you not see the splendor and wonder in front of you?
Y: No! I do not see your hallucination!..... Why are you lying?..... Has the journey finally taken its toll on you?
Those towers are decrepit and forgotten, the trees are dead and the smell of the birds corpses are nauseating. I only see what has plagued us...Our Dream! Come lets continue walking
X: But? But? This cant be how cant you see this? Are my eyes deceiving me? or are yours?
Y: No Friend my eyes see clearly in this darkness. Madness has not taken me yet, she will have to try harder to capture my mind. I see the light but it is not here it is further.....much further.
X: Walk with me a little further just to the gates and you shall see. Your eyes are so use to the darkness that you cannot embrace what is right in front of you. Come my friend!
(They walk a little further)
X: Ah! now I am sure you can see it. Its all our dreams realized we are finally here. Our patience has paid off
Y: No Friend. I cant see what you seem to believe is true and real. To me its a graveyard and to you it is a garden in bloom. It can only be one answer to this riddle
X: Does this mean........
Y: Yes it does my friend. Your journey is at an end. It seems our visions of happiness were destined to happen at different times and places.
(They stare at each other for a moment. One basking in the light of his paradise, the other shrouded in darkness and uncertainty)
Y: I didn't think it would come to this my friend.
(X looks at the glistening towers, looking directly into his future )
X: Will you continue alone?.....I could come with you......
(X turns to look at Y only to be faced with the darkness. Y has gone. With his back facing X, Y walks into the darkness, becoming smaller and smaller as he heads for the horizon.)
Y: (Shouts out) Goodbye my friend...... Our paths will cross one day, but this is not that day..... this is something I must do on my own.
Kuwabara, Kuwabara
The Lone Writer
