09: Zoey

The water drip through my fingers, everytime that I scooped it into my palms. It's cool and comfortable against my skin. The surface shimmers underneath the sun's gentle touch.

"Come to the land

Where none grows old,

And none is rash

Or over-told."

I started singing the lullaby that my mom used to sing to me every night before bed. I grew up with it. I stood up straight as I continued:

"'Who knocks?' 'I who's beautiful,

Beyond all dreams to restore

I from the roots of dark am hitcher,

I came a-knocking on your door.

A fair maiden crept to the young man's side. It's late!

He put his mouth to her mouth

He put his breast to her breast

Then he took her as his mate."

I slide my hand down my left arm. This lullaby always seemed personal. Mom never told me about its origins. I've searched on Google, but came out empty handed. I fall down on my knees and grabbed fists full of sand as I flow into the final verse.

"Vex not the bard,

His lyre is broken

His last song sung,

His last words spoken.

'Dark is the hour!'

'Ay, and cold.'

'Lone is this house.'

'Ay, but mine?'

Sight, touch, lips,

Eyes yearned in vain.

Long dead these to thine..."

Somewhere along the last part I've released the sand that I've trapped in my hands. I noticed thus as I wiped a lone tear from my cheek. Now I will never know the true meaning behind the lullaby. I feel so cold and I mean this internally. The sun is nice against my skin. I stood up straight and made eye contact with Jungkook, the deity of creativity. His hair a perfect shade of blue. My heartbeat rises like it had just grown wings. What's going on with me? First Jimin and now him. He jumped off of the elephant's back and hurried towards the house. Either he felt it too and is in complete denial or he's just utterly confused. The way that he looked at me when our eyes met sent shivers down my spine. I'm not meaning that in a bad way. I pulled myself together as best as I could and made my way up the footpath.