✧ No one out there would hear my story. No one out there would want to know me. Yet when I look at you, the space above me, you blanket the sky so astounding. Just you alone would make me want to know your story. How you came to be. Why you always come to visit every one million years.
My curiosity only lingers more and more. I am astonished by your dangerous beauty. I desire to know what kind of life is beyond the reach of my hands.
I concentrate my height from my feet to my head. Myself to a tree. Myself to a mountain. Then, myself against the universe. My mind just expands its self-awareness to its full potential. Somehow, I realize infinite things. My usual senses have come to a certain state of mind. I am more alive than I should be.
Yet, this feeling, it can't stop pouring out of me. A leak from a tank. A pressure. A current. A rush through my mind. I close my eyes and let my perception take me. Open up the reactor and let me dive in.
The feeling of emptiness awakens my consciousness from its absence. I cannot sleep. I cannot stay awake. I am lost between the moment of dreaming and being present. I have long left the reality that is alive.
And somehow, I take myself to space.
In this dark room, no one disturbs my loneliness. It is only the silence and me.
For I am the child of the moon.
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Fated At Twilight
FantasyNo one out there would hear my story. No one out there would want to know me. Yet when I look at you, the space above me, you blanket the sky so astounding. Just you alone would make me want to know your story. How you came to be. Why you always com...
