The Gaze
“Time never varied its routine. Every day, its eyelids would grow heavy at the same hour, its eyes would stay closed for the same length of time and would always open at the same hour.
While time slept, the child would sit drowsily under the cherry tree, eating the cherries that had fallen to the ground. When the cherries on the ground were finished, she would start to crave the cherries on the branches. But this usually wasn’t necessary. Every day, dozens of cherries would leave behind their branches and fall to the ground. If it was that easy, why didn’t she do the same thing? Why didn’t she leave this house behind?
The house she could not leave behind was the colour of salted green almonds.
The house the colour of salted green almonds was her paternal grandmother’s house.
But whenever time took a nap, a person could believe that it was possible to get up and go without leaving a trace, and now, at this very moment, be in a completely different place.
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