The Grand Labyrinth

Icha Hanin
2 min readFeb 3, 2021
Photo by Axel Eres on Unsplash

“Cha?”, I heard the voice of yours. I looked up and there was you, before my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I’m not her. I’m her but bolder”

“So, where is she?”

“Ow, she is in the grand labyrinth, got lost again, for the umpteenth times”

“Grand labyrinth?”

“It is where she puts her heart. She never tries to bury it or hide it until it fades away, never. I convince her to let it go, by crush it into pieces, burn it into ash, and put it in the dark box, so she couldn’t come back and no longer seeking for the box. But, by doing those all, she is breaking her own heart, so I decided to let her do what she wants to do over her heart, but with a great consequence of course”

“So, as she lays her heart on the meadow, it is created a labyrinth, a maze. The more the heart grows, the bigger the labyrinth gets. She determines to let it lives as long as possible.

If she let it grow and doesn’t let it go, then she will trap even more, it even gets harder for her to get out and find her way home.”

“So, you just let her be?”

“She knows the consequence, she knows all the rules, she knows she is going to be the only one that is hurting, she knows it all, there is nothing I can do, well I hope you’ll never figure it out,”

“I don’t even care, sorry to say that”

“Oh, please don’t, it’s all her will”

“How does she finally get out of there?”

“Well, she needs to distract her brain over the image of you. Once it got distracted, she’ll run to the way out, her gut will lead the way, and if the image comes back, the exit disappear, vanish, and she got trapped again, need to look for a way to get distracted again, she has to do it over and over again until she feels safe and in no time the exit will appear before her eyes. But she definitely comes back, to this grand labyrinth”

“And doing all these complicated shits again?”

“Over and over again, until she can’t do it anymore”

“When is it?”

“Only she knows, she is very stubborn, you know”

“I don’t know her very well, she doesn’t mean anything to me”

“I’m not even surprised, I already knew, everybody knew, I just want her to share the pain with me”

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Icha Hanin

Love to spill what’s going on in her head into words