Untitled Novel #1

Chapter One

-Where do you want to go?

I hear the question, but I can’t respond. Not now. And most of all, I don’t really know the answer. The Snake insists, high on his tree branch.

-Where do you want to go, young Sir? You know you can’t stay here, don’t you? And you also know that you won’t be young forever. One day you’ll be old and you’ll remember this moment. Don’t you want to go in the right direction?

I still don’t answer. The Snake looks at me, with his piercing eyes, as though he could see through me. WIthin me. I guess he’s looking for answers. I am too.

I look at my surroundings. It’s weird here; not really nice, not really welcoming. The ground is hard, dry, arid. Nothing has grown here in a while, except for the tree the Snake is standing on, of course. Except for him and me, there is not a single living creature around. I don’t really know where I am, to be honest, but I know I am not lost.

I am now thinking hard. Thinking of all the roads, ways, paths, that brought me to this very place.