“This book…” she looked at the book with great disappointment. It was lying on a rock in the cave, wrapped in a strange wrapping, that felt like tree bark but was dry and without a single sign of fungus, even though, as per the map it has been lying there ever since Buddha’s disciple left it there.
In it the map said was hidden the spirit of Shakyamuni, Gautama Buddha.
The book was an old, hard covered book, heavy, really heavy.
she sat down on the floor and opened the book… the entire cave started to glow with a light full of peace and happiness.
She went down the hills, and to her home, left the map with the book. The book was waiting for its true reader, she did not wanted it to fall in the hands of a wrong person.