The Three Minute Grandparent

Caleb's mind was reeling as he watched a bright figure approach him.  "Reuben?  Was it?" moved nearer and nearer to Caleb as he tried to squeeze through the wall at his back.  Suddenly Reuben's face came into sharp focus. "Ageless and gentle," came to Caleb as he stared at the face not more than 3 feet ahead of him.  "Perhaps this is a friend," he thought.  The past few days of terror began to slowly melt away as a block of ice melts in the warm sunshine.  Caleb felt the warmth of this face that seemingly held no animosity toward him. Caleb asked again, "Why?" Reuben answered, "A test." Reuben paused, gazing into Caleb's still tense face, and said,"A test for someone with a great task ahead." The wind began blowing through the trees and the cabin vibrated slightly as the breeze came through small cracks in the walls.  Caleb felt the slight breeze on his cool skin while continuing to hear Reuben's words of...

This story is unfolding to me as I share it with you.  I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.  Remember, this is a work in progress.  I would appreciate your feedback.  Thanks for reading my blog.  Ken ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The cabin was dark and the air heavy.  Caleb struggled to emerge from his long sleep.  Or was it sleep? "Why am I here?" he wondered.  His head moved slowly as he tried to pierce the darkness with tired eyes. The voice spoke, "Why are you here?  Did you follow me?" Then silence....oppressive silence.  Questions.  No answers.  Waiting.  Silence. Caleb tried to move and quickly realized that he was tightly bound.  His head was free to move, however there was nothing to see in this pitch black....what was it?  Room? The voice spoke again, this time more agitated, "Who are you?" Cale...