The Conqueror's Journey
chapter 5 the pigeon

Story 2

I am six years old now. I am a body like any other child; a body perfectly, without the slightest lack of nutrition, curious, all-knowing, wanting to learn and of course as the princess of one of the largest empires on this land, I have a pretty face. The days I spent in the palace were beautiful, but they were just visible. Maybe if the commoners looked at me with envious faces and assumed they wanted to be me, but not everything in sight would be real. I have no friends, only an aunt, not even my family and a father, although sometimes I go home.

Therefore, today I decided to give food to the pigeons. Not just today, I keep doing it and often, but the results are not there. They didn't want to eat it, which pissed me off, and wanted to try it again and again.

It is my custom now that I am tired of wandering around the palace and bored with my aunt. I really want to play with the kids, no, I mean my brothers, but they always stay away from me which makes me sad.

Am I a tiger cub or something, that keeps them away from me?

By the way when I found out that I was the cause of my mother's death, I was very sad, it was the first time I felt sad. My throat feels like something's stuck, my feelings are so bad, really! That was so bad.

I did not go out for a few days and just stayed in the room, alone without anyone, until aunt Yu comforted me, she said that, “ every living thing has its own function.” I always remember and forget my sadness. It seems simple, but it really works.

In addition, he said that life began without us wanting, so never feel yourself inappropriate or should be ‘not born’ those words make me calmer and more appreciative of myself.

I went to the palace fodder which was not far from the main park. Ah warm, the sunlight from the east instantly shone on me well. People look happy. The birds chirp in the morning, which adds to the atmosphere. Yes, a new day is good.

After I picked it up I rushed towards where the birds were. When I arrived, I was relieved, relieved that the birds had not left.

I immediately gave her some food with my small hands. I slowly approached her and squatted down, served food gently and wished the birds would eat the food I served.

The birds looked at me with confused expressions. This is not the first time, but often even very often, do they not understand? Or they don't remember me, “ birds let's eat.” My bargain was gentle, but the birds were just looking at me, which astonished me. Everyone I met also looked at me that way, is that such a badass carrying child? even the pigeons looked at me like that. Yes, although they are different, but to me it is the same as looking at me.

I stretched out my hand again, but instead of the birds eating my food, they all dispersed and left me. They didn't say goodbye but instead they showered me with the wind and their white feathers. Really my fate was unlucky, when I wanted to play everything away from me, the moment I asked them gently to leave, what was my fault? Until they get away from me.

I started to feel my tears begin to drip. The feeling I feel is not good. I looked at the bird food in my hand with dim eyes. I hurried to my feet, but suddenly a dove came into my hand and ate the food I offered.

I raised my eyes and my feelings became calmer and more relieved. Finally there was also a dove that was willing to perch in my hand without any facial expression of fear in the slightest.

Slowly but surely he ate my food and occasionally looked at my face, could he feel my sadness? I immediately placed the bird on my right shoulder and wiped my tears. I could feel the pleasure once more then my right hand put food on the grass and put the bird down as well. She looked at me and ate the food I served while looking at her, I stroked her soft, white head, I could feel the fur was very smooth and clean. I'm so glad there's a dove that wants to eat my food. Even though it's an, but it's better than I don't exist, don't you think?