The little boy was silently sitting on the wooden table surrounded by hundreds of old and dusty books that related to sorcery. Upon finishing one book he placed it on his left side and took another from the pile of books placed on his right side. As he opened it and started reading the first page he heard a door creaking from behind. The little boy looked at the man standing beside the door who softly smiled at him.
 

‘It’s time for you to go outside, my dear Jimin’ he says with his old husky yet calm voice.
 

Jimin did not say anything, he just nodded and followed the man in front of him. Stepping out of his room which was located at the far end of the corridor on the uppermost level of the mansion, he followed the man to the vast flower garden in the front gate.
 

The old man simply sat on the bench and viewed the field of grass in front of him until his gaze found the boy. As always he was standing in front of the field of flowers, roses for today, as he was waiting for the old man’s permission to start. The man nodded and Jimin looked back at the roses, breathed deeply and closed his eyes.
 

Jimin cleared his head, calmed his muscles and focused his mind only on one thing, water. He breathed again to allow more oxygen into his body as he relaxed his limbs.
His mind wandered at another dimension.

An endless ocean that only stood up to his ankles which mirrored the bright sun and the clouds in which he looked like standing on the sky.
 

At the moment, h