In The Millennial World

20

As I walked through the bustling market..
Taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of this strange place...
Something caught my eye.

A figure...
It was a human figure with long legs
She was a female with pale skin
With a glowing surge through her pale skin..

She was bright but flurries herself in blue

She moved quickly...
Her steps were light but purposeful..
As though she was in a hurry to get somewhere.
Her long, blue-white hair flowed behind her
Shimmering in the sunlight like strands of moonlight.
There was something ethereal about her...
Something so familiar but... yet distant..

As if I had seen her before in another time.

I couldn't explain it, but the moment our eyes met...
Something inside me shifted.
A strange sensation stirred in my chest.
I felt as if she were reaching out to me in some way I couldn't grasp...
Like a silent whisper in the wind.
The urgency in her movements
The fleeting glimpse of her face
It struck something deep inside me...
Something... I hadn't even known was there.

Was it... a memory?

I couldn't remember but..
There was a feeling lingered feeling gnawing at me.

Why did I feel like I knew her?

I found myself following her with my gaze, unable to tear my eyes away.
She was already disappearing into the crowd
her presence vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.
But her image remained in my mind...
Like a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit..
Yet... it felt strangely significant.

Was it fate... or a merely trick of my weary mind

The air around me suddenly felt heavier..
The bustling town had quieted just for a moment..
But then... I saw her.

It was her... Kisara

She had collapsed onto the ground..
Her body trembling as if she could barely keep herself upright.
The once graceful woman now lay crumpled on the dusty street...
Surrounded by a circle of hostile faces.
The crowd had gathered, shouting at her, pointing fingers, and—throwing things.

I saw rocks, fruit, and garbage hurled at her, and I couldn't stand it.
The sight was too much.
My breath caught in my throat as I pushed through the crowd..
My heart racing with a mix of confusion and outrage.

"What's going on?" Yuza

I called out...
My voice was louder than I intended.
The crowd parted slightly as I approached Kisara, who barely seemed conscious
Her face pale and strained.
As if.. she seem ill

"She's cursed!"

One of the townspeople yelled..
His voice dripping with fear.

"She's a demon! A witch! Stay away!"

My mind raced, and my heart pounded harder in my chest.
I didn't know who she was, but no one deserved to be treated like this...
Especially... not like some outcast or a monster.

"Stop!" Yuza

I shouted..
My words sharp and firm
As I moved to shield Kisara's body with my own.

"You've got no right to hurt her!" Yuza

The crowd murmured in response
They were hesitant now that someone had stepped in.
But the tensions still hung in the air
And.. I could feel the anger rising inside me.
Kisara's condition was worse than I thought. She was barely holding on
Her breath shallow and ragged.
I knelt beside her, trying to lift her up..
Her body was limp in my arms.

"Hey... miss you hear me? Please, wake up..." Yuza

But there was no response.
She was slipping away.

I could feel my hands shaking as I tried to keep her from falling..
My heart aching for her.
The unfairness of it all.
What had happened to her?
Why was she being treated like this?

"Get away from her!" Yuza

I shouted to the crowd again...
Now filled with fear and confusion.

"She's not what you think. She's just... hurt." Yuza

I could feel the eyes of the townspeople on me..
As they were thinking of me like I'm some sort of beast or an animal where I don't belong

"Ah.. what's wrong.. why all the sudden you are all like this.." Yuza

Some were still skeptical...
Others were unsure of what to do.
But I didn't care.
I just wanted to make sure she was safe.
I needed to protect her.

With no time to lose, I gently gathered Kisara in my arms and with a final glare at the townspeople..
I began to carry her away.
There was no way...
I was going to leave her here, abandoned and weak.
The crowd was slowly growing quiet
They watched us as I moved toward the outskirts of the market.. and my mind was racing.
What was happening to Kisara?
And why did it feel like my world was shifting with every step like it's turning with every single turn

Could've been something that truly happened.. or what..