A short note before we start:
This story is dedicated to Vi0laW00d as a little token for tolerating my annoying and too impossible, dramatic self. Happy belated birthday. I wish to complete the story soon for you. Thank you for being my friend.
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AUGUST
Part 1
'Salt air, and the rust on your door
I never needed anything more'
As soon as Mikasa went to the counter to get her coffee, these lines from the speaker came to her, slightly brushing on her memories, sparkling life into them.
August!
She sighed as the huge impact August had on her life peeked into her memory again. She laughed in her mind out of irony still not knowing whether August was a blessing to her or a curse. As all the good things in her life mostly had happened in August similarly August kept taking away the most precious things of her life. So she is still unsure about it.
She laughed sarcastically as her mind caught this line
'Cause you weren't mine to lose
You weren't mine to lose, no'
She laughed again saying in her mind indeed you weren't mine in the first place to lose you.
She took her coffee and went out, breathing in the fresh air, looking up at the reddish sky as the sun set sail towards the west. She took a deep breath reminding herself that she still had a long way to go. While wondering in her mind what kind of nightmare she would get tonight she walked towards home.
Home. Home is something she has been searching for a long time. Once the home she had, the peace, and tranquility she used to feel years ago has completely gone. As if the autumn breeze took everything away from her with it before leaving, as the winter took the vacancy from autumn her life never was the same again. The cold winter is still here, surrounding her, suffocating her, as if it's always the cold, lifeless winter. She has a roof to live under, she has food to feed herself, and she has a job to earn enough to survive but the feeling of being home, being complete, and at peace is not there anymore. She is surviving. Yes, she is! But she has died a long time ago.
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She opened her eyes and immediately closed again as the ray of sunshine blinded her. She tried to open her eyes again slowly and saw the open blue sky, the warm breeze ran through her, brushing a feeling of belonging, and the sweet smell of nature ran through her veins, whispering the existence of lives. As she slowly looked around herself a sense of tranquility rushed through her body, as her eyes got lost in the green nature. As she slowly got up on her feet she found herself standing in a meadow, filled with colorful wildflowers. As far as her eyesight traveled she only saw red, violet, white, blue, orange, pink, and various kinds of flowers blooming in the green sea. The sense of serenity almost made her cry.
As she was lost in the euphoric scenery nature had offered her, suddenly she smelled something familiar, as she inhaled the familiar scent once again to understand what it was, a sense of recognition ran through her body, giving her goosebumps. It's the fragrance once she fell for, the sweet, intoxicating scent that used to drive her crazy yet never failed to make her protected, and at peace. As she started walking towards the source of the scent, flying dandelion seeds with her steps, the more she tried to get close to the source, the farther it kept slipping away. Soon she starts to run through the meadow, following the scent, she has to catch it, she has to ask him why he disappeared without informing her.
She was panting from running, it seemed like there was no end to this meadow. No matter how much she runs, it has no end. As if she is trapped in this green ocean, filled with colorful wildflowers.
