She assumed that the man first saw that disappeared to
be Bryan. As she saw his life bled out of him she felt the pang of sadness in
her heart. A scream of agony that was trapped inside; that she couldn’t get out
of her system. A scream that had imprinted her soul of eternal sadness. She had to
at least see his face. This person that so-called saved her life and gave her
happiness, even though she couldn’t remember. The flame still in her hand, she
spoke to it.
Bring me to Bryan.
It flickered then she lifted as she was teleported to
another place. It was the hut with the little blue rabbit house. There was a
white rabbit inside, munching on its carrot, unbothered by her presence. She
walked towards the hut and attempted to open the door. Her hand lifted and rested
on the door knob, but instead of pushing it downwards, her hand slipped right
through it. She retrieved her hand and held it close to her heart.
What in the world?
Slowly she stretched her hand towards the door and
gently pushed. Her hand went through the door, just as it had slipped through
the knob. It was like she was a ghost. Astonishment filled her mind but the
voices from within disrupted her line of thoughts. She was curious. Who
are talking behind the wooden door? One step at a time she advanced towards
the door once again and ran through it. She was inside the hut. In front of
her, was a couple next to each other on the sofa cuddling. With each touch they
gave the other, each move they made, it made her more uncomfortable. She didn’t
belong in this scene. That moment should only be shared between those two.
When she was about to leave something caught her
attention. As the guy stood up and left to get something she spotted the lady
opening the palm of her hands showing the blue flame. Immediately she turned
back and walked towards her. It was a face she didn’t recognized. Who was
she? The lady stared at the flame and played with it. Just as the man
returned she extinguished the flame. She started walking towards the lady and
tried to make a connection. Before her hands reached her, it was as though her
head split opened. It was like a gush of memories flooding into her head as she
lost her footing and fell into the darkness abyss.
*
It's been too long but here goes nothing
goodnight midnight bunnies:3
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