Lullabies of the Tranquil Sky

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XXV. The Scars that I hide in the Stars

The scars that I hide in the stars appeared, as the velvet curtain of my four corners room oscillated like a pendulum. I bit my lower lips to barrier the series of tears while remembering the vintage photograph that i discovered in our dreary album. It was a miscellany of my old, naive and innocent self that has a plenty of similarities to a divine dove. In the illustration, my lovely eyes don't exhibit any canvas about the tales of outburst agony, and oh, my ethereal face with a sweet smile is the purest and happiest expression I ever witnessed, as if I didn't taste the sour qualities that most people with rotten personalities have.

After minutes of silence, I looked up in our ceiling where the somber dusks and misty shadows of unknown are functioning naturally. I exhaled heavily whilst the flashback mementos of my wonderful past clouded every expanse of space of my mind effortlessly. It was the time where I only cry for dead insects that I accidentally stepped on, the shows and movies that ended with a great tragedy and the disappearance of my long time pet dog that I considered as my family. It was the days where I'm only afraid of darkness because of the myths of monsters and ghosts that linger with it, but now the darkness I considered as one of my fears, became my comfort and sanctuary when the society cut my growing wings mercilessly.

The chains of memories shattered my sanity but instead of sobbing like what I did in the previous nights, I stood up with a more mature mind, braver heart, stronger entity and bigger dreams to reach. I prayed earnestly and promised myself that I will use my scars of miseries that were hiding in the stars as my strength to create a huge castle of happiness and peace that can protect me against any havoc and the one that I can call my home forever.

-Skieslany