Kirin watched closely at the bird, as it suddenly started to disappear and soon it was gone, as if it would have never existed.
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How strange..." Kirin though and regarded her surroundings unsure of she was still in her vision.
Everything seemed normal, and even the bird had faded away as if the vision had ended, but still there was something not quite right and Kirin could feel it strongly. Suddenly she heard a light creaking sounds as someone would be walking on her wooden porch. She turned her head around quickly and could see the rocking chair making small swinging movements, the wind was not blowing, so it was obvious someone had been sitting there and risen up recently. Sounds were filling up her entire surroundings. Kirin could now hear children laughing and also small thuds on the grass as there were feet running around on it. Suddenly she heard a bell ringing just outside the door to her house.
"Children, supper is ready!" a womanly voice yelled but Kirin could still not see anyone nor recognize the voice.
The sound of running feet got louder as it passed her and went up the stairs and into the house making the door open and close quickly.
Kirin watched curiously around as she noticed how quiet it got again, she could only hear the sound of animals now, some cattle calling for each other from afar and a dog barking and also some hens running around. She smiled at the thought of the farm her vision at created around her. Kirin walked calmly up onto the porch and opened the door. She was rather sure that whatever had been outside was now in the kitchen so she did not hesitate to walk straight to it. Before she entered the kitchen she stopped at the door to listen to sounds coming from inside. Plates and glasses were clinging together and the sounds of chair being pulled towards the table echoed in the kitchen. Kirin took a deep breth and opened the door and took a few steps into the kitchen. To her surprise she could now see three young children, two boys and a girl, a full grown man who was probably their father and a woman standing at the stove making food for all five. They were all dressed in clothing ideal for farm life, a bit rugged and dirty yet fully functional.
"Oh hello dear, what brings you here?" she woman asked Kirin with a southern accent as she saw her standing at the door.
"I.. well... I came to investigate who was in here. Who are you?" she asked curiously.
Before the woman had the chance to reply Kirin added something.
"Oh and I don't know if you will understand this, but you are all part of a vision I'm having. I do not know exactly why I'm seeing all of this but maybe you can tell me something about it?" she said.
"Oh why yes, I believe we all know what you're talking about." the woman replied and smiled at Kirin.
The children and their father stopped talking and watched at Kirin with friendly faces.
"We are the Johnsons, My name is Paul, that is my sister Sarah and this is my brother Isaac. Pa's name is Ben and ma's name is Rose." the youngest boy explained and looked at his sister as if he was asking her to continue.
"Yeah, and we used to live in this house, but we all passed away a long time ago, but sometimes we come here to remember the good ol' times." the little girl explained being first a bit sad but then she smiled again.
"Basically were here to tell you that you need to go to this place, a corn field of ours... though I guess it's not a corn field anymore, just an unused meadow. See, there are lots of energy flowing there and we though we ought to tell someone of ya'll who have these visions about this place." the father, Ben, added being very serious.
Kirin had never experienced deceased people coming to tell her things like this, but she felt rather comfortable in the company of this family.
"It is close to this house honey, just past the three old oak trees and to the left." Rose said still smiling widely.
"Thank you, thank you all very much, I appreciate the help. I better go there straight away to see what is going on." Kirin replied and turned around to walk out. She wanted to take one last look at the family before she would go but when she turned back they were already gone and silence was all around yet again.
Kirin closed the door firmly behind her and looked out over the fields and at the three oak trees Rose had been talking about. At the same time she could not help wondering about when Ben had implied that there were others having these visions as well. She was now surer than ever that they were meant to meet soon, perhaps on this field, or maybe something would lead her further on, but they would meet. Kirin started walking slowly over her yard and onwards to the oak trees nearby.
((I left the story about the field a bit open, so that if you want to you can make it to the field where you though all of us should meet each other, or then you can just say that you'd prefer to move it to some other location and I'll continue from there
... and just about now I realized how much I have written, sheesh
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