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My stranger friend doesn't want to tell me how the glass river cane to be, I looked into his eyes for answers but found none, he wasn't ready for such. A prerequisite knowledge in Psychology made me know he is going to distract me with something to take my heart off this thing. I made a firewall against my heart in case. But his next statement left my shield open.

"My father wasn't the only one here" he looked into my eyes to check for any excitement but I was just recovering from been taken unaware out of the curiosity of the glass river.
"You mean there are tribes here? "
"Yes, and no one knows where they come from, they have no ears or mouth, only eyes, they kind of have a short antenna kind of thing on there head. It sense everything at many kilometers away, I figured out its telepathy."

"And what did your father do to them?"
"Dad was wondering through the planets in his early days and he found them, they healed him of some of his wounds and diseases, at everytime. Whenever they tried entering into his subconscious to knows where he comes from and also cure Dad of his hunting dreams they they always go berserk, one of them who is like a chief, turned to my dad and bid him to leave there midst, dad was growing older by the seconds".

"What was there abode like, can't we locate them perhaps if they see me they might reconsider something"

"You don't understand my friend, you'll never will."
"If this tribes have the gift of telepathy, maybe they can read minds and from there track out my planet and possibly we might return home, don't you want to look better than this, time here is faster than a lambo.

"I bid you to look into the mirror river again"
I looked and what I saw made me so sad, depression and level one suicide is an understatement. I was weak and tired looking at a boy in his twenties in the mirror grow beard with face looking sweaty, some pimples have start to grow on my face, some were larger than a normal pimples, my stranger friend moved closer and put his arm rubbing the upper part of my shoulder.

"You are starting to see the mystery behind this planet.
What mystery.?"

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