Enigma (Solo Song on Wings Album)

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"Come back.
Even as a shadow.
Even as a dream."

"I'm chasing butterflies, so lost in dreams, I follow your traces."

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"She was getting better

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"She was getting better.. But then she remembered the things that tore her apart. Now she's back at the start and she can't run away from it. No matter how far she runs, no matter where she hides, it will always come back and never let go."

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A young girls laughter is heard, echoing off the walls of the small, messy room. The room was covered in white feathers, the white sheets were sprawled all over the place and pillows were thrown in all corners of the room. The laughter of the young girl was now joined by the sound of two male's laughter. All three of them smiling, as they messed around with each other. But then the young girl stops laughing, her smile fading away as a large sound of wind brushes past her. The boy's laughter becomes drowned out by the loud wind and all the young girl can hear now is an ear-shattering piercing sound. She reaches over to the redhead, shaking his shoulder furiously as she tries to ask him something but instead of answering her, all she got from was laughter. She tried to talk to the blonde hair boy sitting right next to her, but she only got the same response. With this tears form, falling down her pale plump cheeks.

The room suddenly changes, the white satin sheets now neatly placed on the bed and the pillows were neatly stacked on the bed. There is no evidence that the feathers or the boys were ever-present in the room and as the camera moves around the room, it lands on the young girl who was now breaking the mirror in front of her using her fist. As the mirror breaks, pieces fly everywhere, and suddenly the room changes. This time the room is completely covered in darkness, the bed is gone and the only thing seen is black feathers falling to the floor. Soon a figure emerges from the darkness, sitting in the middle of all the black feathers but their back was facing the camera. The girl's gaze was fixed elsewhere, seemingly captivated by whatever they are staring at. Suddenly a white feather falls from above, landing in the girl's hand and then being blown away, giving the sense of something that she never felt before. As the young girl sits there, white wings begin to grow out of her back. Large white angel wings appear, spreading out as the young girl looks up. Her blue eyes catch the camera, staring intensely as a small smile graces her lips.

Acceptance.

Snow falls heavily and the young girl is seen again, this time with a different boy. The camera settles on the lower half of them, seeing the boy hold out his hand and wiggle his fingers causing the young girl to take his hand in hers. Another scene between the particular two is them crossing pinkies as if to make a promise to each other.

The last scene changes everything completely, the camera pans up to a peaceful and beautiful blue sky. Only a few birds were seen flying peacefully until it was spooked by something. That something was falling swiftly from the sky, breaking through several clouds, and was showing no signs of ever slowing down. The figure was the young girl, the young girl who had done everything she could not to feel this way again. But she could never escape, no matter how hard she tried to run from it.

Pain.

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