Chapter 0: The Origin of Two Moons (2/3): Dreams Without a Moon.
A little girl sitting curled up in the corner of the room enveloped by the moonlight peeking through a hole in the top corner of the room. For this particular day, the light―especially the color of it―gave out a menacing aura that blended well with the room. From that same hole, a night wind leaks through it and comes to her as her only source of life, accompanied by an icy breeze sensed by her trembling body. The ground under her feet feels damp and dirty with pools of dried red liquid. The source of that liquid also gave off a pungent stink mixed with a tinge of sickening sweetness. Those unescapable reminisces were the reason she always sits with her head looking down.
All of these were because of the adults and their experiments.
She was given everything to live up to this point. But it is all just a little illusion from the adults. In actuality, they gave these children a temporary heaven on earth in exchange for this room's scenery. And the worst part is, she's the only one who survives.
Her eyes always look puffy with her entire body is in a slump. The walls embraced her skin with a cold dampness contrast with her boiling blood cells flowing continuously to clump her wounds every single day.
"For the greater good," said the adult who did all of this, with no energy left inside of her to deal with these frustrations. she buried all those seeds. As time passed, those seeds grew a big root, manifesting in the form of white hair that was longer than the person
She still has her head to accompany her. In her head, she saw herself sitting curled up like herself in reality. But in her own world, her head is facing forward to see a land full of beautiful flowers. She takes a deep sniff of the sweet aroma from her surroundings while lifting her chin towards the moon. A windmill indicates the presence of a cool breeze at night. Her gaze only shows an appreciation of the night sky, especially the moon as a symbol of her hope.
People holding hands with each other in a circle, singing a song for the moon. She approached them. Maybe because she will feel something pleasant if she's with them. Or maybe it's because it was something she longed for. The song feels nostalgic for her. But she can only remember one song. It was a song before her mother's death.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
Reality slaps her back.
She wants to go back. She feels extreme discomfort. Her mind tries to find a solution to these feelings. But just like this prison, there is no escape.
――If only i had the courage to fight back, these adults wouldn't be able to take me.
Sorrow. The bitter taste called sorrow filled her mouth.
Soon after, a salty lick came to accompany her sadness.
She didn't know what to do.
――If only my parents weren't criminals, these bad guys wouldn't justify what they did.
Anger. For the past mistakes that can't be repented.
Her throat feels like it was burning and so did her skin.
She didn't know what to do.
――If only a kind adult had taken me, I wouldn't be here.
Envy. The hope that she was desperately seeking became jealousy.
Feels like a lousy medicine given by the adults.
She didn't know what to do.
――IF ONLY THESE DEVILS DIED, I WOULDN'T BE HERE.
Sorrow, Anger, Envy. Confused. She was confused.
Overwhelming emotions, physical stress, and all the voices that came together mixed into an ugly color.
It feels familiar to her.
She didn't know what to do.
――IF ONLY I WEREN'T BORN, . . /+-l=+-o
Fear, This is fear. This is definitely a fear. There is nothing but fear. There is only fear. Certainly, fear.
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She didn't know what she is doing.
She tries to gouge out her right eye. She is in pain She throws up
She throws up again and again She is crying
She cries blood She licks her own blood tears
She tries to bite her own tongue with her toothless mouth
She forced a smile Smile and Laugh
She looks around only to see a corpse nothing but red
She pulls her already whiten hair
she pulls her hair again and again and again
she starts whimpering in the corner.
she tries to strangle herself with her limp hand
run out of thoughts, she starts to scream
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She had calmed down, but she was tired.
Truth be told, she didn't understand anything about life.
She never had a clear answer to her own question.
She had nothing.
Except for her dreams.
She wants a normal life.
She wants a family.
She wants to love someone.
She wants to be a normal kid.
She wants to sleep in peace.
She wants to eat fancy food.
She wants to wear a beautiful dress.
She wants to take a bath.
She wants to live in a peaceful house.
She wants to see the outside world.
She wants to go to the moon.
She wants to make a better world.
She wants to be happy.
She wants to stay alive and see that dream come true.
Therefore now, she just needs one dream to be granted.
And it is a dream to be saved by a hero.
"I found you."
The greatest thing in your life always has the beginning.
The fried squid that I just tried was so delicious.
By the way, thank you for reading this. I want to inform you that I'll published a new chapter every Wednesday until 27th of September. Cheers!