CHAPTER 3

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CHAPTER 3: Mystery





Page 6: Wonder.

"In twilight's hush, where shadows gently lay,
The world of wonder drifts, then fades away.
A child's eyes, once bright with dreams untold,
Now dim with time, as magic turns to cold.

The stars that whispered secrets in the night,
Now speak in echoes, distant, out of sight.
The forest paths where fairies used to dance,
Are overgrown with thorns of lost romance.

The ocean's depths, once filled with tales of lore,
Now murmur softly, "Wonders are no more."
A heart that beat with boundless, fierce belief,
Now aches with silence, burdened by its grief.

The dawn that brought the promise of the new,
Now breaks with sorrow, painting skies in blue.
For in the realm where wonder used to reign,
Now dwells a longing, cloaked in gentle pain."



Sighs. Damn.. is she emotionally broken or something? These poems are so deep...

I closed the book and placed it on top of my drawer. Grabe yung mga poems niya, parang mukha niya, walang buhay. I thought.

"What if i-check ko mga fan pages niya? For sure merong mga ganon kahit na siya mismo walang social diba?"

I open my bag to get my phone. "Kaso ano naman yung i- s search ko? Name niya or yung title ng book niya? Hay nako." I grabbed my phone and opened my facebook to try and search her fan pages.

"Aurora Christine Soraya." I typed in the search bar and showed numerous results.

My eyebrows furrowed. "Napaka dami naman nito. Kaya siguro wala siyang socials kasi andami na niyang fan pages."

I decided to check the page at the very top. "The fragile poet, Aurora." Damn, what a name.

Apparently, this page consists Aurora's poems and some other stuff. Boring.

I was about to leave the page but then I saw this one post with Aurora's picture in it.


"Met Aurora again today!! I was seating up infront and decided to take a picture of her when she sudjdenly looks at my way!! omg!! someone pinch me!!"


My mouth fell slightly agape as I stared at her picture. She's as gorgeous as the last time I saw her. Damn.. this person is so lucky...

"Sa sobrang excited niya na typo na yung word na suddenly. Psh." I chuckled. "I know that feeling though.." I scrolled a bit more to see more of this person's posts.

Oh, he posted something new. It seems like Aurora will do another poetry performance.. I wonder where it will take place..

"Teka, SM San Lazaro?! Ayon ba yung dahilan kung bakit nung bumili ako ng libro niya sa SM ay nandoon siya? Kasi nag pre prepare sila para sa poetry performance niya?" I asked myself.

...

"I wanna go. Pupunta ko. Sabado naman bukas at 2:30 pm ang simula, free ako non."


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1:15 pm palang pero nandito na agad ako. Teka bakit ba and aga ko? I thought to myself as I took an empty chair to sit on.

Sighs. Hindi pa bukas yung event place, nakaka tamad naman mag antay. Idlip nalang siguro muna ako, mag s set nalang ako ng alarm.


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20 MINUTES LATER

My alarm has gone off and it is now 1:35 pm. Marami rami nading nandito at bukas narin yung event place. Paalis na sana ako sa kinauupuan ko para pumasok pero natigilan ako nung may nakita akong kapirasong papel na nakaipit sa ilalim ng water bottle ko.


"Have you found your way yet? If not, welcome back."

I stared blankly and confused at the note. Kanino to galing? Meron bang pinag tripan ako habang tulog ako? Seriously.. maling desisyon yata na naka idlip ako.


I stared at the note once again.


My way..? What's that supposed to mean? Could it be... Could it be that Miss Aurora was the one who wrote this?!


No no, I need to stop being delusional.. it's not possible, like 100% not possible. Baka nga hindi na niya ako kilala eh!



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EARLIER



"Yeah move those chairs a little bit towards the back. I don't want them to be too close on the platform." I said to my staffs as I made my way out of the event place to buy a bottle of water.

As I leave the event place, I saw a familliar boy, taking his precious nap. I approached him to see who he was.

Ah, it's the guy that I've been encountering before. I thought to myself. What is he even doing here? To kill some time?

Sighs. "What a shame, my poetries are meant as time killers, Mister." I examined his face, he really looks oddly familliar.. it's as if I met him back in my younger days..

I sighed and gave up the thinking. Thinking so much will hurt my remaining braincells I swear.

"Hm, you're quite something. I should give you a piece of souvenir for being here early." "I said and took a piece of paper and wrote on it.


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BACK TO PRESENT TIME



Nang makarating ako sa loob ay marami na agad tao. Pumunta pa naman ako dito ng maaga para makaupo sa harapan kaso mukhang hindi ata mangyayari yon.


Or that's what I thought.


A staff came to me and asks "Hi sir, are you Mister Emrys?" She asked politely.

Napa tunganga ako for a moment at nag tataka kung pano niya nalaman ang pangalan ko. "Yes po, I'm Emrys po. Bakit po?"

The staff smiles. "Ahh, doon po yung seat niyo sa may harap po. Seat 7 kapo. Assist kopo ba kayo?"

Mas lalo akong napatunganga dahil sa sinabi nito pero hindi ko nalang pinansin. Atleast sa harap parin ako makakaupo. Pero weird parin.

"Ah hindi napo. Salamat." I bowed my head slightly and headed to my assigned seat.


Napangiti ako ng bahagya dahil medyo malapit ako sa platform at kitang kita ko di tulad nung nandoon ako sa theatre.




Ilang saglit pa ay namatay na ang mga ilaw at ang platform nalang ang mayroon. Maya maya ay lumabas narin si Aurora mula sa likod.


She's breathtakingly gorgeous as always...


Naupo siya sa gitna at mayroon siyang dala dalang libro at ayon ay yung libro niya na The lost poet at agad rin naman siyang nag simula. Grabe, may galit yata siya sa mga intro kaya deretchahan siya.


"Page 26: Tears speaks."


Bigla nalang tumaas yung balahabo ko nang bigla siyang mag salita. Mygod naman to, kalma.


"In the quiet of night, when shadows creep,
Tears fall silently, in sorrow's keep.
Each drop a story, a tale untold,
In the depths of despair, where hearts grow cold.

They trickle down cheeks, like rain in the dark,
A symphony of sadness, a soul's embark.
Each tear a whisper, a cry for release,
In the labyrinth of pain, seeking peace.

In the embrace of solitude, they fall,
Echoes of memories, haunting call.
A river of sorrow, flowing free,
In the depths of despair, where shadows be."


Yet again, another deep poem. Mygod, what's with her mysterious facade? She's beauty and mystery intertwined i swear.


"Upon the cheeks of sorrow, tears descend,
Each one a whisper of a heart to mend.
They fall like rain in a desolate land,
Where hopes once bloomed, now barren, unplanned.

Each tear a story of a love long lost,
A shattered vow, a bridge that's tempest-tossed.
They speak of yearning in the dead of night,
Of whispered promises swallowed by spite.

In the abyss of darkness, they find rest,
Upon the soul's worn fabric, they attest.
They carve a path through valleys of despair,
A testament to wounds too deep to bear."



Why do I feel like this represents her life? Hindi naman ako seryoso nung naisip ko na baka emotionally broken siya, pero bakit parang tinotoo naman yata niya?



After her poetry performance meron naman ulit book signing event. I took my phone out and stood in quite a distance to take a picture of her.


Pero dahil swerte ako, nag lag yung cellphone ko at masyadong na zoom sa mukha niya at napindot. Hindi kona nakita yung picture kasi may naka bangga saakin na bata.



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Sighs. "Finally, nakauwi narin. Grabe yung pagod ko." I tossed my bag to the side and laid down on the couch, reminiscing the things that happened earlier.

"Ay oo nga pala yung picture!" I took my bag and grabbed my phone. "Minsan nanga lang siya ma p picturan, nag lag pa! For sure blurred yun. Tsk!" I opened my gallery to check the photo that I captured earlier.



Napatunganga nalang ako ng makita ko ang resulta nung picture.

Agad na namula ang aking buong mukha sa nakita ko.

The picture that I captured was zoomed in at her face, but it was unexpectedly clear. And.. she was even looking at me..

"She stared at me..?" Bulong ko sa sarili ko at agad ko namang naramdaman ang pag tibok ng mabilis ng puso ko.


Damn.. those eyes.. they are effortlessly captivating and charming.


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