Mellow Yellow

"Any time soon," Seth whispered, closing his eyes.

'Twas a hot summer night, yet he didn't even felt uncomfortable at all despite having the air conditioner turned off. Don't get him wrong; he's never been one to save electricity. It's just that it's one of the factors that would take him to a place far to where living beings are not supposed to enter.

Slowly... the reality around him became shallow and the familiar feeling started embracing him with warmth and gentleness.

"It's you again."

Seth gasped and turned to his right to where a woman stood, dressed in all white with her mysterious yellowish-silver fox mask. Her long, soft, silver hair, hangs down to her waist; even a soft wind could carry each strand like a feather.

A smile curved on Seth's lips. "I told you I'll be back for you, Summer," he'd moved closer and reached to her hands.

"And I told you, I have no name," her soft voice echoed through the empty spaces of the mystical place, filled with various kinds of magical flowers they are standing on.

"I can only see you every summer—only here in this meeting place of ours and I think I could no longer last a day there... without you," Seth's voice suddenly sounded despondent. "Please let me stay here with you this time."

The woman's emerald eyes reflected against Seth's and he knows exactly what they were saying yet he couldn't bring himself to accept it—the reality.

"Breathe, Seth. Breathe," the woman spoke; however, he didn't hear it. He'd only read the words on her lips. Slowly, gently... her image became unclear and yet again, the ringing in his ears woke him up.

"He's back!" The man in white coat said. "Run tests for possible damages."

A grim line drew on his pale lips.

I see... I survived again.