Any passers-by would have no idea what it was thinking.
They would never guess that for as long as it could remember, the old house had yearned to travel.
It was no ordinary thought. But there again, it was no ordinary building. Many years ago, probably a hundred or so, the house was owned by a great magician. He was known all over the world for his performances and as a result, travelled widely. This meant that the house would stand idle and empty for long periods.
Although the magician was famous, in his private life he was a quiet man who preferred his own company. So, it came to pass that he placed a spell on the house in order that he could hold telepathic conversations with it whenever he wanted. All this being so long ago, quite naturally all such conversations have stopped, but something of the original spell lingers on. As a result, the house has this burning desire to be somewhere else, for a change.
But it wasn’t looking good. It was only last week that the red maple tree in the front garden said that it was a really stupid idea and something that could just never happen. Both the house and the tree felt that these exchanges were made possible by virtue of the fact that the tree had grown up so close to the house, with some of its branches stroking the walls. It was decided that this had given the tree the ability to think and communicate with the house. Of course, they couldn’t be sure of this; after all, they were just a tree and a house.
It seems that the house never went anywhere, proving that the tree knew best. Unfortunately, this being the case, there was a gradual decline in the level of cordiality between them.
It goes without saying, that any passers-by would have no idea that this was the case. People, being what they are, would probably say that it was a really stupid idea and something that could just never happen.
But, hey! People have absolutely no idea just how much of this sort of thing is actually going on…