:Ceahaskai:

Stellas Pov.

After I finish my song, I sat there and continue to cry my heart out.

I can feel The person infront of me kneel down, they Reach out and try to wipe my tears. But I don't let them...I just let my tears fall till there's nothing left.

"Why can't I be loved for who I am?"

I whisper out still not opening my eyes, I hear a heavy sigh and next thing I'm up in the air. I gasp and snap my eyes open, I try to flare my arms around but a pair of arms grab me before I hit the ground.

Looking up I see that its 'Him' who caught me, Sigh well at least it's not Sigeweard.

"Feeling Better dear?"

He asks I don't respond I just want to rest and never move, I want all those memories and thought to leave me alone, I close my eyes again.

"Stella?" I hear 'Him' ask in a softer tone than before but my mind can't, my heart aches it aches for all of my pain and suffering I had to deal with before I got here.

Getting nothing out of me we start to float up to the top of the cliff, After a few moments pass I open my eyes, I can see its still dark outside.

Will my heart ever be healed?

Will I even have peace?

Will I maybe... even fall in love?...

I don't know But I hope.

Feeling sleepy I rub my eyes "Rest my dear I'll be here when you wake up. Till the rest" I hear 'Him' say without anything I nod my head and curl up to his chest and Fall into a deep and dreamless slumber.

(Before Stella finished singing)

"Damn it!"

A dark figure Says looking for someone or something.

"Where are you...Stella"

they keep looking around but still come up empty-handed, just when he's about to leave he hears a voice. Could it be..?

Without a second thought, he dashes forward heading to a cliffside looking down he sees her.

"Stella"

he breathes a sigh of relief but it's short-lived when he hears her voice.

"O how scared, how serene, how benevolent, how lovely O lily of purity!"

She seems to notice his presence but doesn't stop It almost like his being is fueling her emotions.

Making her voice sound more tragic than before he found her, Walking closer to he see's tear falling down her face.

"O how sacred"

he moves closer to her

"How serene, how benevolent"

He's right infront of here now.

"How lovely"

Her voice cracks from her emotion, But she keeps going even though she can barely speak. With one more breathe she speaks the last words so softly like her heart can't take them.

"O lily of purity..."

Her voice breaks into heart-wrenching sobs.

You can feel Stella's pain through her cries, Stellas cries break into sob whimpers.

He tries to wipe the tears away from her closed eyes, but she stops him from doing so and continues to let them fall down her face.

Which has a look of complete despair, sorrow, and loneliness forever engraved on it, after few minutes pass Stella asks in a broken whisper full of nothing but emptiness.

"Why can't I be loved for who I am?"

This make 'Him' freeze for a second.

What made her ask such a question?

He wonders, Letting out a heavy sigh he picks Stella up, Which makes her gasp flinging her eyes open In a panic.

After he catches her, Stella calms down.

"Feeling better dear?"

He asks, not getting a response at all he starts to worry

"Stella?"

he asks softly. Still getting no response he flies ups towards the cliff's edge landing on the grass he and Stella start to walk away from the cliff, towards the Old tree.

Walking for a bit He notices Stella opened her eyes, all puffy and red from crying her soul out. A few minutes later Stella starts to rub her eyes trying to not fall asleep.

She need sleep, "Rest my dear, I'll be here when you wake up. Till then rest"

after telling Stella to rest, she nods her head and curls up in his arm and drifts off into a dreamless sleep.

(Dream)

After falling asleep,

I expect to see nothing but black again but instead, I'm standing in a field of lilies.

Why must I always be in a field of flowers when I dream? It makes no sense to me at all, Sigh might as well look around here.

I walk deeper into the field, Hoping to find something here, After walking some more, out in the distance I make out what seems to be a house of some kind.

"Maybe someone's in there"

Getting closer the house something starts to feel off about it, Not thinking much of it I press on Getting closer to the house.

The closer I get the feeling like someone watching me, looking over my shoulder I could have sworn that I just saw someone behind me.

"Ok...Who's ever there come out now..."

I hear nothing but the wind, I gulp and walk faster to the house.

The feeling of being watched is still there, But I can feel someone following me now.

I want to look behind me, But I get the feeling If I do I won't be getting out of here.

At this point, I'm running now I begin to hear whispers around me.

"Ceahaskai...has..come"

Ceahaskai?

I keep running faster, and faster. I'm so close! The moment my hand touches the doorknob everything freeze's including me.

No whispers, no wind blowing, It's so quiet.

I start to freak out, No! I don't like this!! please someone! I can feel tears prickle in the corner of my eyes Panic starts to set in,

I start to feel cool.

No...This can't be happening! I got to move! I try to will my body to listen to me, But no matter how much I try its no use.

Just when I think this can't get any worse,

The whispers start again but this time so much worse and louder.

"SAVE US"

"HELP US"

"CEAHASKAI!!"

They start to yell at this point. I try to not listen, but Its no use, I'm crying now

"Stop...I can't...Help...you"

I manage to say through my sobs and tears.

After that I can move again, Not taking a second chance I open the door and slam it shut.

I slid down the door Pulling my knees to my chest and resting my head on them, Ok breathe you're safe now.

Taking a few minutes to calm my self down I lift my head up and freeze...

I'm not in the house anymore,

I'm in my old room from before I got here.

I gulp and slowly stand up, inspecting the room It had one window to the right, a small twin bed in the back left corner, Across from the bed was the desk, Next to that was a bookshelf full of books Some I bought, others I wrote.

Next, there was a small closet, and in the middle of the room was a small low table. The walls had no color, not even posters Almost everything was either white or gray.

"Its almost like I never left..."

I mumble, Why am I back here? I question myself, I stop and turn to the bookshelf, I reach out to the top shelf and pull out a small red book with familiar writing on it.

'There is no greater agony, than bearing an untold story inside of you'

I whisper out tracing them.

This little book was the only escape I had back then,I walk over to the bed and sit.

I open the book and the first words I see are

'I am no writer, I never was. All these words are my screams for help. These words are things I could never say. All this ink you see are my tears. No matter how hard you cry, only you can save yourself.'

I turn the page

'Don't fear the pain, use it. Keep it there beside you, and maybe, just maybe it will give you the words to say. Or notes to play, from sometimes you need to hurt in order to heal.'

I trace my old handwriting,

I was 10 when I wrote this one. My tears start to fall on the page, I wipe my tears and turn to the last page I wrote.

'When we find out the truth of ones worth,

It really makes you wonder.

What do other people see?

Do they see a person like them selfs,

Whos trying to get by in life?

I don't know,

But do you know what I see when I look in the mirror?

I see a person whos not worth the air they breathe,

The sun they see,

The flowers they touch,

For what I see is a broken child trying to piece them selfs back together.'