He opened his eyes after the momentary sleep and walked over to a part of the room. There he saw a full earthen pot of water. He realised that he has never foe once glanced at that side of the room nor have examined it. And there sat not one earthen pot of water but at least five of them. And a shelf made of wood hanging over them. On the shelf were pots of different sizes, stainless plates and cutlery. He saw a kerosene stove on the topmost shelf and some jugs of cooking utensils he had never seem before. He wondered how he had missed all this while surveying the room before and them remembered that all the time his eyes were fixed on the painting that he found and thanked had been engrossed thinking about it and the implications and had not worries about the whole room again.    He hurriedly sprang up on an earthen pot standing just under the upholstered shelf and retrieved the stove a

Tom fell into a deep sleep. Have been a long time he slept this way. Nothing mattered anymore, not the glowing light some distance away that had intrigued him. Nor the steady hum of an unknown music that fills this cavity. Not the hanging vines nor the rare herbs over the window sill by the faintly glowing light. Nor the constant heaving sound that seems to echo from a closer nearby. He just slumped there, zoomed off to a world where no Ruput or his maniacal laughter exists.    Over there in the serene horizon as He was wandering about the place, he could not help but wonder about the harmony, the concord and the balance in this world.    He lifted up his eyes to see his surroundings,    "Wow" escaped his lips.   

Hello, readers.    I Hezz Dan is awfully sorry about something. Just found out that one chapter is outa place.    You see you need to read 'Transdimensional before the two 'door of destiny's (s). Those are chapter titles. Just a little mix up. Hope you get over it. And understand the story.    Thank you guys for following my book and having a good read. It means the world to me, that's what I live for.    Hope you found the adventure of Tom Salisbury great as you venture with us through time and memories.    Leave a note and a nice review, though honest takes the preference and brutally honest if you must be. Take my hands as I take yours and let us ride this wave. It's what we live for.    Cheers 😘 

Tom was wandering around the mountain range looking at the people who were living there. He could see and feel the ooze of happiness flowing from them. Little children and their mothers chasing after them giggling like they struck gold. Their face was literally glowing and Tom couldn't feel more for fear of going numb.    It was as if he was living in his dreams which is almost true save that this dream is more corporeal. He turned to look at a woman arranging some sticks when she blurted out something that made his heart jump, tumble and roll over. It has always been what he has been hoping for. The thing that rules his dreams.    "If this is a dream please Horemakhet I don't wanna wake" Tom said.   "Senapio! " the woman shouted and the wood she was holding up sna

 He felt fulfilled. He felt happy. What he had seen left him satisfied. If the world will go back to this era, who knows? Everything might be fine.  A light breeze blew around him and he turned himself to see. There was Horemarkhet perched on a humongous beast that resembled a rhinos. He sat atop the beast like the god of war. The sight was very imposing, nevertheless, nothing can stir Tom's mind now which is as tranquil as a holy sea. The voice of Horemarkhet boomed across the grassland to Tom. "It's time to go back Tom. Mount the beast." He commanded.