TWOSETVIOLIN • Little Ship Moments

High Up Above is a Line for Our Love

It's been pretty lonely up here.

The Sun has been too hostile on me, I've heard something about that from afar, the ozone layer getting damaged by blasted humans, I think. It doesn't matter anyway. In this world of lines, no place can offer shade. The Moon leaves me sometimes, but it's a good friend. It just needs some time before it can handle my annoying self, probably tired of me. The stars are the same too, they go away, until...nothing.

I'm surrounded by darkness again. It's just me and that never-ending friend at this point. And a memory that will forever haunt me.

I'm snapped away from my thoughts when I hear something close. A bow on strings, something that's always captured me when I first saw it. But as someone who's cursed to always stay on these lines, I can't do anything to get closer to that violin.

But there's an opportunity right here, right in front of me. But I'm hesitant to take it, so I only admire the man performing in front of me, from a safe distance.

When I sense that it was coming to an end, I clap from my line. And the unexpected happens.

He looks me in the eye and sees me, sees a legend that's supposed to be a myth.

He bows to the audience and begins packing up his case, loosening the bow hair, all of that. But I could sense he was going to come sooner or later.

He climbs up the line once more and skillfully reaches me, without losing balance at all.

"You know I can see you, right?" he asks.

"I know. But no one can see the both of us now."

"Why?"

"I didn't allow them to."

"But you allowed me to see you earlier? When I was playing my violin while standing on that line?"

"It was an accident. Doesn't matter."

"Well then, what's your name?"

"Brett Yang," I reply. This was the end of it. He'd run away, and I'd be all alone again.

"Okay, Brett, nice name."

Wait, what? "You don't know my legend...?"

"Am I supposed to?"

Take it, Brett. Take it. He doesn't need to know.

"No. Never mind about that."

"Well, Brett, my name is Eddy. And it's really nice to meet you," he says as he holds out his hand.

As I begin to hold out my hand, the haunting begins. A piercing scream invades my mind. Her scream.

No, no, no, not again. Please...

I get jerked back into reality and see Eddy's unrelenting face. He's smiling, he's happy, and I'd only destroy another person's life if I allowed him to get too close.

I retract my hand quickly, as fast as the blink of an eye. "No, get away! Get away! Before anything happens, get away from me! Stay away! Please...I don't want to hurt you..."

My tears are unstoppable. They fall like a dam had been broken and the water was now wreaking havoc over my heart. And that was when he does the unexpected...again.

He stands up, proceeds to go to the area right beside me, and pulls me into a tight embrace. It's a new feeling. Just maybe...maybe I'm not alone anymore...

"I'm sorry, just...don't come back (Bach), please?"

"Musical puns, eh? I won't make promises." He smiles at me, winking as he does so.