Amaranthine [Taeyang/Hyuna] (editing/rewriting/ON HOLD)

13 • Remember When

Hyuna's PoV

This have got to be a dream, because I died, although this time the situation was so different, it felt more real.

I was at a garden, there was blood. A lot of blood. It was gushing out from my deep wounds and soaked into the soil, tainting the green grass with scarlet red. The wounds was because of sharp claws of a young man I saw, and it was the very same man who was standing in front of me now, whom voice I knew better like the back of my hand, though I am sure I've only met him twice, when he stabbed me, and at this moment.

He was smiling down at me, he reached out to touch my tear-stained cheek. Although my whole body froze, as the all too familiar burning sensations reached my neck, I felt his cold fingers trailed along my jaw. He pulled my face upward to meet his pair of beautiful brown eyes, but there was something I hate about it.

Then he smiled, "We meet again, dear Yuna."

A memory flickered at the back of my mind, and in an instant the feelings came all at once. Love, hatred.. Fear.

I felt my eyes widened and blackness overcame me.
And for once, I was glad I died.

"Wake up." a soft voice called.
I squinted my eyes at the darkness around me.

"Who's there?"

"Hyuna, wake up." I turned my head again, trying to figure out who kept telling me to wake up when I am awake.

"Wake up, Hyuna." I felt someone standing on my back, but when I swirled around, there was no one.

Panic started come as I felt my heart beat like there was no tomorrow. I heard footsteps somewhere and I turned to the direction, or at least what I think was the direction, and there's no one.

Surprise surprise.

I felt warm breath on my neck and I stopped moving. I thought I got it wrong, but there it was again. Someone just blew on my neck!

I gulped and slowly brought my hand to cup my neck. Suddenly I felt cold fingers touched my hand. It was only feather-like touch but it was enough to sent me goosebumps all over my body.

I felt someone stood behind me. The skin on my neck pricked. Although I was curious, somehow I didn't dare to turn around and look.

Next, I heard the voice again, but instead of hearing it from a safe distance, this time it was right beside my ear, like the person was only standing beside me, whispering,
"Wake up, now."

I sat gasping for air and quickly regretting it when the cold damp air filled my nose and lungs. It was very uncomfortable that I had to stop breathing for a while and cupped my palms over my nose and mouth to add in some warmth. That's when I started to take in whats around me.

I was in front of the Gothic building again, on the same spot I always stood on when I started dreaming.

Great, two deaths in one day. A new record. Very nice Hyuna, you must've dozed off in a bus or something, let's just hope I don't do anything stupid, like screaming in public while I'm asleep.

As usual, I was wearing the white dress that flowed all the way to the wet ground and my feet were bare.

I was freaking cold as the night wind blew gently, and I had my arms wrapped around me, hoping it would keep the warmth inside me.

Though it was cold, I can't seem to have the guts to move. I was stuck on the spot, eyes wandering to my surroundings.

Afraid of the voices, afraid of the pain.

Afraid of the death.

I looked up.

The moon was huge and so close that it seemed like I can reach out and touch it. It was not white or yellow as the movies claimed it to be, instead it was blue, no, not sky blue, it was the in the most darkest shades of blue.
It was scary, and intriguing at the same time.

I was staring at the moon when I felt the wind caressed my cheek softly that I had to close my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Yuna."

My eyes shot open. I looked to my sides, as I felt my face was drained of blood.

Not the voices, please.

"Don't worry Yuna, I'm not one of them." I swirled around, feeling the skirt of my dress around my legs.

"Then who are you?"

"I think you are going to know that soon." She said again, I looked at my left and there she was.

She looked as if she was emitting glows, like the moon shined only for her. The moonlight fell directly to her, and her long purple flowing dress shimmered.

Her white hair hung with loose curls around her waist. She looked like one of those good fairy godmother they had in movies, except she was real. She looked real, heck, she even felt real.

"What are you doing here?" I blurted out, feeling slightly embarrassed with the question.

"Same as you." She answered.

She stood at least five meters from me, but I can hear her clearly as if she was standing just beside me.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

What am I doing here? I can't remember anything. I only know if I come here I will die.

The last time I came, I went inside the chapel, and it looked like there was wedding going on. I even dreamed that I was the bride. It was insane.

The young woman smiled kindly.

"I think you know, Yuna. Its there, at the back of your head. You just have to push harder." She said, her voice echoed and send a warm feeling inside my stomach. It was rather comforting.

Push harder?

As if she heard my thoughts, she nodded.

She then looked up to the blue moon before her eyes fell back to me.

"Its time for you to wake up Yuna." She smiled.

"Huh?" Leave? That's it? I can leave? Without dying?

"Yes." She answered to my thoughts.
"It has been too long." She added.

"You have to try harder Yuna. You have to remember, before it's too late."

I was too stunned on how she replied to my unsaid thoughts without fail that I didn't realize that my surroundings was fading from view.

Wait, this is it? Why does I feel like she had the answer to all of my questions?

I felt my body was fading as well, as she stood there smiling at me.

"W-wait. I have questions. Please listen." I reached out my freezing hand but the mist was blurring my sight.

"We will meet again, dear Yuna." She said, and I felt myself slowly gain consciousness.

"Soon."

(Updated 08.17.15)