Chapter One

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Short and leisurely steps were taken across the room as Lúxure Vittàly sauntered over to the window and reflected on his restricted surroundings. He absolutely loved the bright purple burst of blossoming trees from the moist grass below, then he gazes up at the seemingly big white clouds, as though they were greeting the man with a friendly smile. They were ravishing and for once his spirit truly felt one with the environment. To perceive the trees, the grass, and the stream of water he had always come across while looking south of his view--all of it made him feel free, like he could accomplish anything he set his insistent mind to do. Lúxure wanted to be out of his mother's old and tedious house.

To make a wholesome story short, ever since Lúxure was born, he wasn't allowed to be outdoors, and no one gave a damn to explain to the dejected boy why. Therefore, making friends was something out of his reach, so was studying or taking a closer look at the world. Ever since then, he would sit by the same window from daylight to dusk, hoping and praying he could take in the fumes of nature and feel the warmth of the sun on his pale skin. For now, he could not do that under any circumstances, at least not for a couple more days. His ambitions grew as the day of his birthday celebration came close, that's what he was referring to, you know, being allowed access to go outside and finally be able to get a decorous education like the rest of the world. For the time being, the window he sat upon at this very moment is a place that revitalizes him to move forward, no matter the provocations that hurled his way.

first person
I has never been so adrenalized for my birthday to come. Usually, it's just a cupcake with a single, reused pink candle. I suppose it never pained anyone for me to turn one year every year. My owners always says it's because they couldn't afford more candles, but I knew that was a stretched out injustice , far beyond the truth. They had always threw vast and exorbitant parties for unknown siblings. Sometimes, if not most of the time, I feel secluded from my family, alone and frightened because I never know what tomorrow might bring me. I had become a skeptic about who I was and what these people claimed to be. The caregivers in this household have always treated me as if they couldn't see me, like I was imperceptible, I didn't take much interest in the thought or idea of it being real. It has always sent an iced chill down my body, one that was uncomfortable and ghostly.

And just like any other day, I sit by the living room window and I begin to draw the outside world as i imagine it to be. Nothing was really interesting at this moment, I used to be fascinated by the trees and clouds...but I see the same things every single day and although the sun changes locations in the sky and the clouds always move, it has now had the same lack of effect on who I was destined to be. With a deep and long hesitation, I placed my pencil down and the sketchbook along with it; rested upon a single pillow. I stood up, walking to the kitchen, I examined everything around me and I have grown to endure every single detail that comes my way. My grandparents were seated across from each other on the marble countertop, starting into each other's souls, i have become immune to their eerie behaviors. After I had opened the refrigerator, mother came up to me and patted me on the back and I turned to face her and I asked the question i have always been asking.

"When will I finally get to go outside?" I said in a saddened tone, knowing that her response would not change. However, to my surprise, she froze up, as though she'd seen a ghost or witnessed a murder.

"Momma, you okay?'' I asked with concern lacing my voice.

"Soon.'' was all she said before walking away from me, dodging any form of eye contact.

I was baffled by her answer. Up until today, she has always responded with a 'Not today.' Yet, now it's just a simple 'soon.' Why is today any different?

With everything that has happened, this left me more frightened than excited. I had never seen this side of mother and it makes me anxious to know why she still keeps me in this forsaken house. My whole life has been monotonous, although I dislike the thought of it. The same old drawings with just a few changes just wasn't enough for me. I didn't think what I was asking for was too much but there are two sides of one story and I'm failing to see mother's other half.

The thought came back to me once again.
soon. soon. soon. Was this a birthday gift for me? I've grown up being spiritually alone and failing to see if i even trust her. I want to breath the fumes of nature and sit outside and possibly read one of the many books that I have read at least a dozen times. I want to be able to foster the thought that there might be something waiting for me.

Definitions
Leisurely - acting or done at leisure; unhurried or relaxed.
Saunter - walk in a slow, relaxed manner, without hurry or effort.
Perceive - become aware or conscious of (something); come to realize or understand.
Insistent - insisting or demanding something; not allowing refusal.
Tedious - too long, slow, or dull: tiresome or monotonous.
Dejected - sad and depressed; dispirited
Ambition - a strong desire to do or to achieve something, typically requiring determination and hard work.
Revitalize - imbue (something) with new life and vitality.
Provocation - action or speech that makes someone annoyed or angry, especially deliberately.
Vast - of very great extent or quantity; immense.
Exorbitant - (of a price or amount charged) unreasonably high.
Skeptic - a person inclined to question or doubt all accepted opinions.
Imperceptible - impossible to perceive.
Eerie - strange and frightening.
Lacing - give (something) a particular feature or quality
Forsaken - abandoned or deserted.
Monotonous - dull, tedious, and repetitious; lacking in variety and interest.

I hope you guys like the first chapter of the series ''Worship Resource" this chapter is a little short but it's all I can provide for now, i will try to make chapter two longer. I have provided a definition bank for those of you who may not know the definition of some of the words I used and I hope I help you as the reader understand the book a bit better. Also, i give credit and thanks to @soulsister- for editing some of this chapter
Sincerely, Estrella

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