Two black dots...
They are the only thing that is still now.
Truly still!
True stillness doesn't mean that something isn't moving rather it means that it is still. And staying in one place and not moving are two different things. I was unable to make that out until my bondage with this world comes out in front of me. Now my eyes are opened and I have understood they aren't the same things, they were never the same. It's the world we live in which combines not doing something and something ideal which doesn't exist in this world. They have never existed in this world nor will they wake up to reality.
The world we live in doesn't have true stillness, that's why we don't stay still even for a while. True stillness stays in the realm of silence in a province of death. I can feel it cause I am floating through it. Here all the ties with existence have been severed, and all the bonds of mortality have been cut. All that lies in the bond of nonexistence a bond that stays with mortals even in the time when they walk through reality.
Still, there are some bonds tied to me. I can feel its existence. And that's the reason why I am writing this. It's for the sake of this world. It's for the sake of making sure that the faults I have done will not proceed through the next generation. I have closed the gate but there is no assurance that it can be done again if this happens.
The candlelight is flickering in this darkness. This was burning fine just a while ago. It can easily be predicted that it's because of the wind but I know isn't the cause of it. The darkness is still floating the in the wind. These are the last existence of the creatures who entered this world a while ago. They are trying to blow away candlelight to make this room fully dark and they can take me away with them into their world.
I take out a scratch card from the table and put it on the lamp. A scream comes from a distant part of the room. And in a while, the whole place goes silent. A sigh comes out of my breath. Now I can write freely.
Hope this true tale will warn this world to stay away from the mistakes I have done. And I am sure that if it happens again, there will never be a second chance to compensate the fault.
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The Secret place
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