TRIP
The fabulous Hawk flew in circles and could see the pain samples from Owen's closest family and friends, around his already inert body. Never before was so much pain in the area, so many tears, so many laments. The end of a life that was just beginning, of someone who was loved too much, admired and recognized as a special being endowed with virtues like no other, touched both: his people and strangers.
The Hawk emitted a strange whistle and whispered: "Come, my King, it is time to undertake our journey."
Then there was a current of cold air in the room. The Spirit of our Angel rose to the heavens to meet his friend Hawk.
When they joined, both equaled their image. Two beautiful young people, slender, wearing wide and vaporous white robes, flying towards the outer space of the Earth. Soon they reached a large spaceship that awaited them. A floodgate was opened, through which the two friends entered.
A squad of uniformed men welcomed them. The Chief of them addressed his King:
CHIEF - Welcome aboard, Majesty. You are our new King, Max IV. Count on our eternal loyalty.
OWEN - Thank you, Officer. Only one thing: do not think I despise my father's name; but I prefer to carry the name that my mother and my earthly family granted me on Earth: Owen. I like it a lot and it will help me to remember them until the end of time.
CHIEF - Understood, Majesty. It is your will and it is your right as a King to assume the name with which you wish to reign. You will be Owen I in your Kingdom of love, happiness and justice.
Thus the delta-shaped ship departed, towards the distant Galaxy in which Planet 20-16-JKM is located.
That same night, earthly science disposed of the invaluable legacy left by Owen to save other lives, thus completing his wonderful mission on Earth. For everything and therefore, will be loved and remembered forever with gratitude and veneration.
Until forever, Angel-Hero!
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I apologize to Jane K. Muller and her entire family, if perhaps by mixing reality and fantasy I have made mistakes that could hurt susceptibilities; in any case, what has been done has been out of love, out of gratitude to the one who allowed my beloved wife to have the possibility of a new life.
New York, May 13, 2019
Ivan.
Photo courtesy of Jane K. Muller.
Please never think that. It is beautiful beyond words and I am forever grateful to you and your lovely wife, who carries a piece of me with her every day. Much love to the laughing stars and back.
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