REVERIE: Twisted Reality

Day 32: Our Tragic End

Alexandria Lennon

I was lost in thoughts when I woke up this morning. 

I was still bothered about the last part of the entry of my other reverie where I was close with the Duke.

'I'm sure something happened. Why else would be in another new reverie like this?'

Another thing that bothered me was why I have no memory of that reverie. 

I wanted to go and visit the Duke to see if he knows something about it or at least just figure out the truth about the Duke but I refrained from doing so. 

My focus right now is on White and I can't afford to put my attention elsewhere.

I headed to the attic as soon as I was done with my morning routine.

-

We were on the floor and his letting me braid his hair again. 

He was nicer than usual today too.

 'No way... Is he?'

"Your sudden change of attitude towards me... Are you planning to do something again?" I asked him skeptically. 

White simply smiled and shook his head, "No. I have decided to trust you. Therefore, I will refrain from hurting myself from now on. I can't disappoint you especially when you made such a heavy promise."

I guess I was being paranoid. 

I unbraided his long white hair and asked quietly, "But why are you being so nice to me these days? It's making me nervous..."

"Because I like you and you remind me a lot of my owner and the prince of the broken throne. And while I can no longer make them happy, I could still make you smile." He explained. 

I sensed a mixture of loneliness and sadness in his voice.

'Wait- the prince and his owner?!'

Aren't those two the ones who locked him up here? The thought of them angers me but White looked like he doesn't hold any remorse for the two. It's actually more like he misses them. 

'Does White like these people? If he does then, maybe they were nice?'

"What was the Prince of the Broken Throne like?" I asked out of curiosity.

White's expression turned solemn again, "The Prince of the Broken Throne was a sad little boy. He never really liked his position as a prince but his responsibilities would not let him leave. I was his most prized possession and I was quite surprised when he decided to give me away."

He did mention he was a gift to his owner from the Prince.

"What about your owner?" 

"My owner was a pretty little girl," He smiled as if reminiscing happy memories. Then he continued, "She was a strong person and good friends with the prince of the broken throne. The prince gave me to my owner so that she may always remember him. But it was a miscalculation because I was bound to vanish into the sky one day and could not always be by her side."

'His owner must know how to free him!'

I faced White and asked, "Where is she now?"

"I don't really know. I haven't seen her in a very long time."

I was about to lose all hope when he added, "But somehow I feel that she is still somewhere around this house. Even though she has me chained up here and left me alone for such a long time, she still can't bear to be too far away from me."

"Is that so?" I muttered under my breath.

An idea came to my head so I quickly stood up to leave. "I'll visit you again tomorrow."

-

I'm back in the library skimming through the library.

But I found something I never expected.

I found another archive about another reverie that contained all about White!

I quickly began reading those entries.

Most of the entries were smudge but I was still able to find out the horrible end that has befallen White and me.

(Ending part)Subconscious Chronicle Entry (Reverie) Archive 12, 8th Shelf

"...I can't bear to see you leave... so...please don't go." That's what I said to him a long time ago.

I still remember the sadness and disappointment when I asked. 

I was selfish and only thought about the pain I felt.

But still, he walked towards me and embraced me in his arms and wings.

He did as I asked. 

He stayed by my side and made me happy for many years.

But in front of me lies the outcome of my selfishness,

Loving me was his most exquisite form of destruction.