**Disclaimer: This story is not historically accurate.
I was at peace before he came.
I was content with being alone.
He came riding horses with strange looking people in a kind of silver shiny clothing. They wore this all over their bodies and even covering their heads. Their eyes were narrow and black; they did not seem the friendly type.
My eyes then fell upon a male that looked not much older than I. He wore a long garment that was embroidered by strange flowers and ornate designs. My heart caught in my chest as I admired his face. His eyes were also narrow, yet they had a kind of sadness to them. His eyes were the most striking amber I had ever seen. His skin was a few shades lighter than mine.
He saw me gawking at him and his men on horses. He smiled. I could feel my heart thump away.
He shouted something in his native tongue to his men. I cringed at how sharp the tones were. He got off his horse and I saw that he was about 3 inches taller than I. He walked over to me and seemed to be fascinated in my attire.
As I looked at his elegance in dress and also in his gait; I felt shabby standing so near him. I felt like I didn't deserve his attention.
Some of his men were still on their horses and some were mingling amongst my people in the nearby village. They seemed pleased with what they saw here. I wondered what they wanted.
I tried saying hello to him but he did not understand. He gestured to his stomach and it made a grumbling noise. "Oh, food!" I nearly shouted for a person to get me some substance for this strange, handsome traveler.
We were in a small hut of a home where I was serving the Traveler and a few of his silver-clad men. They gulped down the food and drank the coconut juice with such ferociousness that it shocked me. Even the elegant Traveler ate like a beast. It made me giggle whenever he burped.
Having no place to stay for the night, the men slept in other villagers' homes. The Traveler was the only one that did not have somewhere to stay. He looked at me and I averted his gaze. Why don't you invite him to sleep in your home? I thought. I looked around my small hut and did not see any place for him to sleep peacefully. That's when it hit me: I would just let him sleep on my mat. I can just sleep on another mat. I poked him and pointed to my already made mat.
"Sleep here." I said. I knew that it was useless to say anything since he did not understand a lick of my language. He took off his long garment and underneath was a less restricting pure white outfit. It looked so strange to me. I also blushed at the fact that he undressed in front of me.
I also undressed but when he was not looking. I was too scared to reveal myself in that way. I lay down on my mat and glanced at him. He seemed to be having a hard time sleeping on the ground. I crawled over to him and adjusted his pillow. I looked at his hair and saw that it was nearly the length of mine. It was sleek and black similar to my own hair. I pulled my mat closer to his. I faced the other way until I heard his breathing start to even out. I turned on my side to face him.
I was awake at the break of dawn feeling quite sluggish since the festivities of yesterday had worn me out. The Traveler was still peacefully sleeping so I brought it upon myself to prepare us some breakfast.
I was bringing in some rice from the paddies when I saw all the silver men on their horses getting prepared for departure. It broke my heart to see them already trying to leave. Although my first impression of them was not the best, they seemed to be nice people yesterday.
I looked around for the Traveler and he was not on a horse. I ran to him and some men came to stop me. The Traveler saw the scene unfolding and seemed to shout at the men. I was so confused at this point. I must have looked foolish carrying a basket of freshly picked rice and only wearing my light sleeping clothes. The villagers were looking at the silver men in awe and fascination.
The Traveler smiled at me and gave me a circular thing. He showed it to me and then tied his hair into a ponytail. He then put it into my hand and closed my fingers around it. I tied my hair into a ponytail. He smiled again and I returned a sheepish smile.
He mounted his horse and then went off into the horizon.
I want to see you again.