Prologue

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Where am I?

I found myself in an unfamiliar place. Street lights are dim, people are talking, and the night sky seemed very peaceful despite the chaos underneath. It is the night where the Moon meets Saturn and Jupiter; rare, mesmerizing. And for a moment, I didn't realize I was catching my breath.

Wait, why am I out of breath?

I walked slowly, I made a few steps as if I know where I was going. I felt exhausted. I felt heavy. I felt pain. Tears skipped from my eyes as I gently pressed my hand on my chest. I couldn't explain where the ache is coming from. I came to a halt when the pain became unbearable.

There, I saw a man in front of me.

I do not know who he is, but his presence caused me intolerable suffering, like something is tearing me apart. His eyes twinkled in a painful way. I could tell he is unhappy, but he let out a smile. Everything paused for a moment and our eyes met just like that. I felt the strong connection between our gazes, as if in that moment our souls have made a bridge.

"You came home." He uttered.

I tried to move closer to him because I couldn't see him entirely, but there appears a strange light all of a sudden covering his face. I extended my hand to block the blinding light, but I still couldn't see his face. I wanted to step forward, but my feet feels so numb. I wanted to move closer to him, I suddenly have this urge of wanting to embrace him, but I could not.

I was stuck in there; standing, crying hard, feeling the torture this stranger is giving me.

Who is he?

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