𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊 & 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚖 (𝚋𝚡𝚋)

03:The Voice and Secrets.

 Elrid Forest, above....

Did you know? Actually the above person is a girl. well I'm not sure; but pintrest told me the 'he' I initially thought is actually a 'she'. I think it's cosplay  or something. But whatever. He or she, the person is cute.

                                                           The Voice and Secrets

Elrid knew something or someone was waiting for him at River falls. He doesn't know who that person was or if that person was a friend or foe. For a person who can see future-even though that gift is not under his control; yeah, sucks- he still doesn't know what gonna happen to him during his stay here. It's not like his gift comes with manual.

And that voice, that damn voice is not at all helping. Well, it wasn't like it was helping him before.

Elrid still remember when he first heard that voice-gruff, but soothing and reassuring- and that stormy eyes-God that stormy eyes – it did things to him. Things unknown to him. It was exactly two weeks and two months before, it was his birthday-the day he turned eighteen- he was sleeping. Then suddenly he was not in his room; well, his soul to be precise.

It was dark and cold. The wind was blowing and he can see the leaves rustling and vines dangling around the trees; but it was silent too silent, like everything was dead. The silvery lines of moon's ray filtering through the tall trees surrounding him; but, it didn't help him much with the sight. he felt like, he was in an abyss, dark abyss.

And then there was that voice, when it echoed around him for the first time, Elrid let out a manly squeal-not his proudest moment he knows; but, in his defense that sound just caught him unexpectedly. When he whirled around to give a piece of mind to whoever tried spooked him, he was surprised. There, several feet away from him stood a black figure-surrounded by the darkness of forest-only a pair of greyish stormy eyes glowed in the dark. It would've been scaring, if not for the gentleness and warmth emanated from the voice, Elrid probably would've rubbed his stones-but he was not afraid, quite the opposite; he wanted to look-just look at those stormy eyes for hours, days...he didn't care. And that voice- deep and rich yet smooth and soothing - sent shivers down his spine, not from fear but something close to excitement? For the first time in his eighteen years of his life, Elrid felt butterflies; squirming and fluttering and crawling all around his bones and skin-he gasped, his ebony eyes widening.

"You look beautiful....". the voice whispered. Elrid should've felt offended. But, he doesn't. instead, he felt his cheeks heating up, the paleness of his cheeks filling with soft pink hue.

Elrid wanted to reply but before he can, that voice again echoed around him; 'I'm waiting for you.'. it said; voice filled with longing? And just like that it was gone. If the boy says he was disappointed it'll be the biggest understatement of the year. He was devastated, he kept thinking about the voice, those eyes. he found himself waiting for nights. So, that he can admire those greyish eyes- which watched him like he was something valuable. And that voice; which soothed him, without even trying.

And then every night even some times of day the voice echoed around him, whispering how he was waiting for him; only him. Elrid didn't know what to do. Every day the voice visited and everyday he felt like something was missing, like a piece of himself. Like he was longing for something or someone.

After several days Sylvia noticed her son's behavior. Sure, her son was not like the typical normal boys-since the whole ghost thing- but Elrid was behaving more weird than usual. Like one time he didn't eat his lasagna-which is one of his favorite foods, especially if it was cooked by herself and how he's zoning out every hour of day. To say Sylvia was worried was expecting. But when one day when Elrid stumbled upon their door at 3 am, rapidly knocking the door and eyes full of tears ready to tumble out; Sylvia and Jaemin's first thought was 'history is repeating again'. They were ready to call Harrison and Mr. Lorenz. That was until Elrid opened his mouth.