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the girl of light ☀ fio ([personal profile] sabigoe) wrote 2023-04-18 12:27 am (UTC)

[No.04] Ch.4: Kindly Child

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I always wanted a home to go to, but never knew where to find it. I'd forgotten so much. I'd forgotten everything.

But now? I remember.

Daddy is dead.

Mommy abandoned me so she could be with a strange man.

I'm alone. In despair. I'm in so much pain. My chest hurts. I don't know what to do. I yell, but nothing happens.

I need help. I need to find someone who will help me, so I run through the giant stone building looking for someone. I run and run until my legs ache and my lungs burn. I feel like I'm going to cry, but my monster body has no eyes, so I can't.

I climb to a higher spot and look at the sky. Sand floats on the wind, turning it a sickly yellow color.

And then...

"Is that...?"

I hear a voice from below. I look down and see a white, floaty creature, as well as a girl dressed in black. Both of them are looking up at me. The girl has beautiful eyes—like a flower. She looks so very kind; I wish I could talk to her.

I'm sad.

I'm lonely.

I'm hurt.

Save me.


There are so many things I want to say to her, but I can't say anything because my head is pounding. And the longer I look at her, the more I feel like I'm going to remember something else.

No. I don't want to remember anything else. I'm afraid of finding despair again, like the moment I remembered about Mommy and Daddy.

The girl doesn't say anything as she approaches. My head hurts more. More. More. I feel like I'm going insane.

Don't come any closer!

"————————!"

Before I know what's happening, I fly at the girl, planning to attack. But just as my hand is about to connect with her head, our eyes meet.

I can't hurt her.

When that thought comes to me, I freeze. The girl opens her mouth, but no voice comes out. Maybe she can't speak?

Why is that? I don't know. But as I think about it, my head starts to hurt again. I can't stand it anymore, so I run away from the girl. I climb the stone wall, aiming for a high place. The sand on the wind scrapes against my monster skin.

I feel so lonely. So isolated. I want to see her again—to see her kind eyes. And yet, looking at her makes me feel like I'm going to remember something, and that scares me. So instead, I turn to the sandy yellow sky and scream.

I have nowhere to go, but I still want to find a home.

And the kindness I feel from the girl is exactly the kind of home I want to return to.

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