Queen of Forest

文明就是用自己的所谓的文明去侵蚀他人的所谓的野蛮。人类在丧失...

This was a usual day. I got up and hurried to work. I led a boring life no one would wish to have. Everyday was just like another. However, my job as a reporter lay at another extreme. I faced different everyday, And there were a lot of interesting incidents. Actually, I needed something exciting. So I went to the wild place at the outskirt of my city this summer.

What made its first appearance to me is a vast ocean of trees and bushes. In the distance lay the devil's golf course, which shone its yellow surface under the flames that the sun created. I couldn't make another step in this muddy ground. I saw water thereat, surrounded by some violent beds of wild flowers. Toward the small lake I ran in spite of the splashing mud about. I was completely dumbfounded by the wildness of this jungle. There was grass, however, making the blanket of the devil's playground. And now I took some pure water for His dam, as it would be useful in the rest of my journey. And I gradually found I'd by some means disturbed the symmetry of natural beauty.

There was desert in front of the jungle. I completely lost my sense of direction. I walked forward in this hot jacket of devil. And I knew on the way there was nothing but sands.

I was exhausted when at last I saw another jungle. And I accelerated my pace despite my exhaustion. In the jungle I could clearly hear strange sound. For some reason I became a little scared. I have walked in the desert for a long day.

Now I have entered into the jungle. But I didn't know that was just the beginning of the whole story. The jungle was full of incredible wonders, you name it. I wished I was accompanied, while in fact I had nothing but my baggage. I expected mercy from devil. nevertheless, He really gave me some. It was a huge one, roaring from time to time. I went blank and ran away with terror. Undoubtedly I couldn't beat the lion or escape. The beast came rush and swept all the dust it could cover. Maybe this time I should tell myself never to give up no matter how hopeless as for many times I didn't. Then in the bushes around came some strange noise. It was the savages more often than not. I became more frightened. They clapped their hands in a quaint way and made faces. They wore strange fur-making garments, if such they may be called. I was half stiff when I saw that the lion became very mild, lowered his head and turned away. I knew that I survived the danger of the lion but also I was terribly conscious about the next I had to cope with.

The savages started to peer at me. I felt as if I was a E.T. by some means and I tried to communicate with them. We both spoke something, but it seemed not to work. Some of them started approaching me. I thought I would be offended so I turned around and started to run away. However, I held my step as I saw something came in the distance running toward me like wind. Through the trees I saw a girl about 20 with long fair hair and few close, riding a brown horse and rushing quickly. As she was coming near I found she was fair skinned. I smiled to her with a piece of unknown excitement, wishing a least piece of perspective of peace. she only had a piece of tough cloth wrapped her breast with her navel exposed to me and a very short skirt. I noticed her strong legs when she jumped off the horse. She was bare footed, yet away from being hurt by the scars on the ground.

An impulse to shout would flash through me thoroughly, yet, I remained in complete silence when she began murmuring something to me. She did speak English! But poorly pronounced. "Where are you from and who are you?", she asked. I was then blank in mind and didn't reply. Then she began hammering away with the question again and again. I felt so scared that I wouldn't make a sound. Maybe she had completely run out of her patience. She asked two men to hold my arms and force me to get on my way.

After about an hour's walk, we came to a village. What I was seeing was the image I only saw on TV--rounds and rounds of straw-packed hovels, a wild bush of small stacks of firewood and a pile of primitive people. Of course I realized I had reached the outside of this world. I was taken to a very big hovel. All the people started to peer at me with all kinds of expression. When the girl--now I knew that she was the queen, came in, the room became in respectful silence. Again she asked me the same question. This time I knew I couldn't escape answering it. I told her that I was from a nearby city. She seemed not to understand. Then I described the location of my place by simple gestures. Still she didn't get the picture. Suddenly a man came in and told something to the queen. Then she looked serious in her face. She came to me and told me that this area was called Reanna. And she was the queen of the jungle. She asked me to go back and never step into the jungle again. At first I hesitated for a while. Then ten of the primitive men came around me. I quickly shook my head and said OK. The queen took me out and let me sit in a horse. She said it will take me out of this jungle.

Almost in total unconsciousness, I was carried down the way. It was so strange that the horse knew the way pretty well. The horse ran as if something was chasing it. I took picture of the village with the camera just now.

Soon we reached the end of the desert and we went through the jungle. As we came near the edge of the jungle, the horse stopped. And I quickly got off and ran forward. I realized that I have gone back to civilization again.

It was not long before I came back to my home. Now I had a strong feeling about the miracles man had created. And I appreciated them. When I got home, I quickly turned on all the lights, simply to loose my fear of darkness, which I had suffered all the time during my journey in the jungle.

The next day I went to the publishing house. I intended to have my photos published but actually the press didn’t accept that kind of things. However, after a long time of my flights of perspiration, at last, the editor agreed to give green light to my photos.

A week later, I was called to attend a TV show. My photos that were published in newspaper made a hubbub in the public. And the TV show centered on the issue of my last journey's just describe the journey but found time limited to expand on it. I recalled how I fumbled through that jungle which only left horror to me.

Later in another day, I got a call. I was called to guide a group of experts to explore that jungle. I started to wonder why the government made such a non-profit decision and I knew that it added another motive. Then a friend of mine who was an office worker in the government told me that the government wanted to establish a big marketing center in Reanna and the primitive people would become civilized. It seemed to be a win-win deal. Yet when I mentioned the natural resources the government officer only said it was a pity.

I thought for a long time and even slept on it the given night. The next day I went to the town's hall. I refused to be the guide. The mayor ,with an air of certainty, said it would raise the issue of violent attack which was at hand.

About two weeks later, I was made acquainted that the government was sending a company of about 100 soldiers to Reanna, along with two tanks, ten helicopters. This of course instigated a riot right away.

It was in the second day when the soldiers lined up to Reanna that I felt under the necessity of going back to Reanna as long as I could. I quickly got on my car, starting the journey to Reanna.

Everything looked and sounded so familiar when I reached the jungle. I got off the car and walked forward into the it. I knew that it would still be a challenge for me to go through this jungle and there would be another after it the desert.

I walked for a whole day and was almost tired to death when I saw something flashing in the distance. I realized it was the tank firing. And there were beasts roaring, which could be heard from almost a kilometers away.

I stopped and cried out, "stop!" Of course, they wouldn’t hear. I held my voice. And there was still a long distance to Reanna.

It was a hard journey and I got really exhausted so I stopped for a rest from time to time. Suddenly I heard the steps of something like a horse in the distance. The clear steps! It sounded so familiar. Through the trees I saw a girl riding a horse approaching me. I was Fevenza! She came to me and asked me to get on the horse.

We quickly went through the jungles and the desert. On the the way she told me that something terrible was happening to their people. she described that some strange looking people with monsters, such was her description, were attacking their village. And again I heard noises from tanks and helicopters.

When we were coming near, the attack came to a halt. The soldiers were gone, leaving only ashes and fires. Through the heavy smoke they made I saw hundreds of dead bodies on the ground, among which there were even lions, bears and so on.

Fevenza bent down to the ground, closing her eyes. I could feel her sadness, as it was also very sad for me. I stood still and cursed my self. Had I not published my photos, all these would not have happened. I had lost sight of all these when I published my photos. I tried very hard to collect my memory about Reanna. It was such a lovely place. but now dusts and ashes covered the ground with dead bodies. Fire flames flared up in front of my eyes. All these could bear no comparison to those before.

As to Fevenza, maybe she had never expected such disaster, which seemed almost unbearable to her. Then we held our sadness and started burying the bodies. It took two days.

When we talked about what to do next, Fevenza didn't hold her tough position as usual. She seemed to have lost her air of certainty and self-confidence which a queen was expected to have. I knew I couldn't remove her possessiveness of this land completely in a short time. After all, she was born and raised in this land. But at last, I was glad to persuade her to go with me.

Time passed quickly in modern would. A year later we got married and were living together in my house. And every year we would go to Reanna, which became a business center now, to commemorate the Reanna people, who were described as terrorists in newspaper.

We had three sons in about five year's time and we led a ordinary life. I was true that to change a queen to an ordinary housewife in a completely different world was extremely hard. And indeed, Fevenza seemed never to adjust to the life here though she tried hard to come to terms with life. And noise was her No.1 complaint.

Despite her complaint, we continued to live in harmony. Fevenza had always been asking to be free from the distractions and diversions which metropolitan people found it hard to escape. And I began to realize the disagreement between she and this place had always disturbed our life. Further more, I knew share of this family as her husband and also the father of the three lovely sons. However, we sought to enjoy our life which sometimes did create excitement.

We noticed more small events in life which may be ignored but actually might have added to Fevenza's difficulty. So we'd never been at variance. But we couldn't hold the wheel of some big events. and indeed it came the disastrous day when we would never see our sons again. That morning, our three sons were going shopping. It was at noon that I received a call. Of course, bad news! Our sons were killed in a car accident.

I regarded it as a joke at first. It all came to me as disbelief. Later, I realized this might be our fate which was supposed to control our life. As for Fevenza, it was an absolutely nightmare. Maybe she had experienced one when Reanna was burned down and now it was another for her.

"This is our life." I said to her later. I could only say this to reflect with a least piece of comfort.

Then our life was massed up. We stayed indoors all day and had nothing especially to do. We talked about future. However, she was lost in sadness. But at last, we agreed to move back to the mountain area in Reanna.

We started in one morning. She seemed a bit happy. I could see smile in her face which had not been displayed ever since our sons' death. We collected our things and left our house. In front of the house, she looked back and came to hold me. We kissed each other. We knew that we would never come here again.

It seemed not long before we reached Reanna. We looked around, enjoying the wildness of this place. Fevenza lay down and took a deep breath. We started to build our house with logs and Fevenza used her magic power on animals to help us.

As evening fell, we stood in front of our house which hadn't been finished. I had never seen fevenza's happiness since she moved to the city. And from now on come what may, we still live free from the hustle and bustle of the outside world forever.