• It was a dull autumn day when a fine young man wearing a pitch black hooded robe tries to cross the bridge of the antagoriths’ in the middle of the night, it was said that it was no-ordinary bridge, it was built 303 years ago by the duke of England named Duke Williams who made a curse before he died after the day the bridge has been built. No one knows about this curse, even the elders in the village of the Pym who lives for about a century long and so forth. This fine young man has said once before, when the day he heard about the curse from a blabbermouth journeyman who visits the village every so often, that he can solve the mystery behind the cursed bridge by himself, so that’s why each and every day he cannot sit still but wonders what to do next just to find the answer that he seeks for.It has been an hour or two since he was standing in the middle of the cursed-bridge of the antagoriths’ when suddenly he noticed a fast shimmering bright white light who then disappears in the forest not far where he was standing, he ignores it for the first time but when it happens again it didn’t disappear but continues to glow brighter and brighter as if you were staring on the shiny sun. He glares into it and then walks toward the continuous glowing light. He walks and walks and walks but it seems that he’s not moving in the same spot as he started to enter the forest. He got tired, sweats of his flesh drops from his face, and took a sudden deep breath. He sits beside an old rotten tree and rest for a moment or two. After he settles his mind and body resting beside that old rotten tree, he continues to walk, not giving up until his foot drags him in the heart of the forest where he sees the continuous glowing bright white light, the air surrounding him has changed and in a minute or two the light disappears and came back and disappears again and so which make his eyes blind for a second. The light’s color changes from white to blue, blue to green and green to black that makes the whole place in the forest, pitch black, that you cannot see your hands in front of your naked eyes. The pitch black surrounding didn’t take so long as the shimmering bright white light takes. The blade of the leaves from the rotten trees’ falls through the ground and made a hurricane-like formation, twisting and twisting, faster and faster until it explodes, the blades of leaves scatters to the ground and he, then, suddenly noticed a naked man lying onto the ground as if it was a sleeping fetus inside a woman’s womb, autumn leaves surrounding his whole body while it is spinning around him. In a second or two, little by little did the man saw, he was floating in the air, the autumn leaves falling apart that is attached from his body. It seems that each and every piece of the falling leaves from the naked man's body is part of his, the man is... disappearing bit by bit. The young man was disappointed to see and/or to know who the naked man is, he decided to call it a day but when he turn his face towards back the village, he was shocked--. The man who just disappeared before his naked eyes were behind him, he pats his shoulder and says "H-h-h-hi" while he shivers around. --he was shocked not because he saw the naked man disappears and then happens to appears behind him nor did he knows that he has magic but he realized that the man, the naked man actually, looks just like him.