Sparkling green gloss of fog encrusted by turquoise sprinkle dust with globular yellowish dots, scattering and spreading throughout our burgundy colored sky tonight.
I lost my train of thought, speechless by the magnificent views above me. No sounds are heard, my breath are taken away from my being and my soul remains unnoticed, silent as it always be.
The wind blowing, grazing my skin, touching it with a haze of forest dew. A minty pine tree scents are inhaled through my nose and filling up my lungs with gratification.
Another sparkling light strikes through in front of me, an orange flame with a slight of crimson and silvery dust on its tail. Fascinating me all over again, complement the painting in the sky on my very own eyes.
A sudden loud rumbling are heard behind me. I turn around abruptly before falling down to the ground when a lighting thunderbolt striking the earth followed by its roaring, an ear deafening, blasting explosion.
My knees are trembling. An uncontrollable shaking on my body come violently as an electric sparks jolting through my spine. I scream in agony, an unbearable pain burning me. No words could ever describe this fierce incinerating flame inside my being.
Sudden rain torrentially stream down above me, suffocating my ragged breath as my body falls to the ground. On each drops of the rain, splashed an acid to the flame inside me, igniting the flare roasting my flesh that emitting darkened smoke and an acidic stale of scent from my outer skin.
My screaming voice are muffled by the roaring thunderstorms, my tears washed away by the pouring rain, my aching body still shaking weakly covered by the muddy dirt. I'm inhaling for a wet soil instead of an air, choking my throat in a razor slicing pain. The cold weather crashing with the blazing flame inside my body, trapping me in this sorrowful catastrophe, the storm are just fittingly set on the background of my torment.
My consciousness growing less and less when a touch of warmth engulfing me, shielding the heavy rain away, deafening the blaring thunderstorms from my hearing senses. A blow of a fresh forest air filled my chest spewing out the mud and the dirt from my stomach, wounding my scarred throat on its process.
I'm shutting my eyes tight, scared by the image of this warmth are fake. Afraid that when I flutter my eyes open, the terrifying sight and the painful circumstances are still there surrounding me all over again.
"Breathe."
Says the blowing wind through my ears.
I shakily inhale, devouring the cool breeze and filled my lungs with its fresh air again. Coughing in between my cries, sobbing hard for gratitude filling up my chest, release from its tight grips of sorrow.
"Now open your mouth."
The same voice are heard again, tenderly grazing my ears.
Then a thick, cold, tasteless liquid poured into my mouth. Flowing slowly through my throat, numbing my wound before warmth begun to spread and healing the scarred place, removing the pain with an endless, sensuous delight.
The fear of losing this comforting moment coming back again and haunting me, made me greedily embraces the warmth, holding it tight, burying my face on its side.
The warmth, didn't seems to bother about letting me off and let me drawn by its easements.
A soft chuckling tickling my ears.
"You are save now, I've catch you."
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~Miyuki~
