I ; The Beginning

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Written on November 17, 2017

I ; The Beginning

Leighton looked at me. Her face was dripping with sweat, and clothes stained. She was suffering, just as I was. I wanted to help her. She couldn't be seen like this. We couldn't be seen like this. A look of pure blankness spread across her face. Her dull eyes were moving rapidly, examining the white room around us. The neon banner above us read "Refugees Of Time United". We had finally arrived to our destination.

"You... you ran too." She choked on her words, clawing at her black choker. She clenched her fists and bit her lip as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"I had to leave that place." I say simply, reaching towards her to brush the stray wind out of her face. She had her lengthy cornrows tied up in a serene bun. "You know that Echo never really left, Leighton."

"Truth." She sobbed. "Truth, I missed you."

"It's going to be alright." I pulled the taller girl into a tight hug, and she whispered something incomprehensible, but I'm sure it was a charming remark. We stood in that position for a few minutes, not minding the cold or heartbroken souls that paraded around our fragile bodies. I enjoyed Leighton's presence, she has been my dearest associate for so long, one of the rookies at the training camp. I could even go to lengths, and call her my best friend. Me, I was a senior, despite being Leighton's very same age, for the ones who raised me threw me in that camp as soon as I could write my name.



Author's Note — I have been creating this universe for 7 years now, and I have always questioned how I might share it to the world. Recently, I started feeling as if I could not live much longer without sharing it. So here it is, a project still ongoing but already made with so much love and passion. I will be making very minimal edits to the stories as I want my improvement as a writer to be evident as this collection progresses. As a rising filmmaker, I hope to someday translate these stories on the big screen. Much love, VNEXXA.

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