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Even if I can't see your face
I know you're out there somewhere smiling the same way
And even though you can't hear my voice
I'm here whispering your name
Time let this message through
Whatever it takes I'll do anything just to see you
Meet me at the edge of the world, and I'll
Dive through right into you
Sparkle - Your Name (GoldenBoys translation)
Heavy rain lashed at the window, dark clouds blanketing the once-blue sky
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A little girl ran past--silver hair soaked and clothes covered in mud--towards a mother beckoning her inside.
"Mummy, are the gods coming to take us to the dream city?"
"No sweetheart" the mother assured her with a laugh, "it's just a storm."
An older boy bearing a strong resemblance to the girl removed his raincoat, uttering something to his sister in the process. Striking purple eyes met mine as he gave a gentle smile before retreating inside.
My ears drew their attention to two gossiping women.
"His songs truly are like anything else I've ever heard, and yet they're so…"
"Familiar? I know right? Apparently he's got the blessing. He says the songs just come to him, but apparently the blessing shows him the songs of another world."
"Another world, huh? If that's true, it sure does have beautiful music. Clearly I was born in the wrong place!" She laughed.
The man plucked at guitar strings from atop a rooftop, gazing up at the sky, singing softly. There was no denying his songs were strange--otherworldly almost. There was nothing else like them.
"…Now open your eyes while our plight is repeated
Still deaf to our cries, lost in hope we lie defeated…"
Suddenly the music stopped "by the Thirteenth, what is that?" he murmured.
The winds began to pick up and dark clouds turned purest black as rain poured down in bucket loads--a bolt of purple lightning striking nearby. I followed the bard's gaze to a horizon that seemed to pause for the abyss--distance swallowed by darkness. My heart sank into my throat--gut screaming at me to find Firyna.
I scoured the fields calling her name, but with no response. I could hardly see anything anymore.
Eventually, I managed to find a spot in the distance where the darkness was weakest and the rain was lighter.
A soft cough caught my attention as I approached closer and I ran towards it.
"Firyna!" I shouted.
"It's…strangely beautiful" she choked out, reaching a hand to the darkened sky. "But I can't see…the stars. It hides them."
"I knew…I wasn't strong enough to…fight them, but I had to" she winced "the light…will ever be the enemies of darkness. Forced to fight…even if we wish it otherwise." She smiled a sad smile as she loosened the necklace from around her neck to gaze at it.
"They say…that our souls return to the city of dreams…when we die. I guess I'll be first…again. I always was the first to do things…between us." She strained a laugh, before placing the necklace in my hands.
"I'll be waiting for you…Zez."
It was as if reality had shifted--a remote pressing play on a performance on pause since its very inception. Only in that very moment, gazing into the abyss, did the actors finally realise how fleeting their time on the stage truly was.
Darkness intermingled with sickening violets--both striking in its beauty and spine-chilling in its abhorrent nature. There was a supernatural sort of calm that seemed to sweep the atmosphere as it approached. Faster and faster it came; where not so long ago it had seemed an eerie backdrop far off in the distance.
The rain picked up again, winds going wild as even nature began to panic in the face of its demise. The ocean of darkness--all-consuming in its wrath, lapped at the horizon, approaching ever closer as fate came to steal away that which should never have been.
I couldn't tell anymore if it was rain or tears that wet my face, and while by any sense of logic, I should have been running for my life, I found myself unwilling to move. For even if I was to escape and the world be unharmed; how would I see in the darkness if there was to be no light?
It felt like a nightmare I would soon awake from--much too strange, and unnatural, and wrong to be true. With bated breath I awaited the coming of the dawn that would pinch me awake…and yet it never did.
I clutched her close, silently pleading for her to open her eyes and say something--to tell me it was all going to be alright and this was just another of her elaborate pranks. A prank I had shamelessly fallen for, and I would happily endure her teasing for playing the part so well. For clinging to her like a lifeline in the face of her demise. I would give her anything, if only she would open her eyes.
I could feel the rain stealing her warmth away as she stayed limp and lifeless in my grasp. I could feel she wasn't breathing--that her heart wasn't beating--but no amount of knowing that could deter my hope.
"Please…" I whispered into her hair "we promised we'd go together, didn't we? So please…please don't leave me alone. Not now, not yet." my voice broke with the sobs as I pleaded to no one and nothing.
Heartfelt cries on empty ears, able to be heard only by the gods themselves, for there wasn't a soul stupid enough to still be out here.
She'd always been a wanderer, determined to dive headfirst into the unknown, and I'd always been a shadow--forgotten and left behind in the face of her brilliant light.
A distortion in the very fabric of reality appeared before me, setting my nerves alight. A figure cloaked in black, naught but a red mask adorning its face appeared before me.
"You…" He murmured.