One week since you were seperated from the open world.
One week since you've last seen the light of day.
One week since you've seen the moon of night.
And nor do you know when you can see them.
You're on your own now,
Y/n L/n.
I hope you find your way out. But i can't garuntee your safety can i?
Find the way out, Y/n.
Word's filled her mind. Her mind was filled with thoughts. She was loosing hope. She was gaining hope. She could only wish she could return to the past and re-do her past mistakes.
But that's not possible.
Now look at her. In pain, worry, loads of emotions filled her mind. Yet, the only thing she could do was wait.
Wait for the light of day to shine in her eyes.
Filled with guilt. She looked down to the ground, tears flowing out her eyes. Her mouth mumbling the words:
' I'm such an idiot. '
Those 4 words was what fed her full.
The only way for her to get out is if someone found her.
As if that was possible, of course. This place is sealed beautifully from the outside world. There aren't any windows. Just a pitiful, dark, cruel place. There were lights. But Marcel shut them off. So she can't do anything.
How cruel can humanity be?
She was always a pitiful dear girl. And of course, it was her fault. But she never reflected on her mistakes. Perhaps this could make her awaken to the real world and reflect back.
But for now,
She'll have to sit here and be good.
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The light rain drops fall to the ground.
Amidst the foggy view left a beautiful bow.
It seemed to be left from a dear girl.
The girl who missed the sunlight.
The moonlight.
The rain, the wind, the sky, the clouds,
everything.
The blonde hair traveler picks up the beautiful bow.
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