The Thirteenth And Fifth Letter

The Vision.

"You seem to be in great shape." White looked at Black with a smirk, "Ako pa?"

Well, she have moved on. Scars are nowhere to be found on her body and that storm is nowhere in sight. Her dress is still obviously stained, though. Her whole dress is colored as pure as she is. But the red lining at its very, very end is still there. It's not noticeable but not invincible too.

You can see her spark already. And there's no way she can fake that. She sparks. But she's not burning bright like her usual form. But that's something so, no complaints here.

"White." She swiftly turned to her, "Hmm?"

"How are you feeling?"

"Not down." Translation: I'm kinda okay. At least that's something...

"How ya feelin', mate?" White pouted at Black's question, "I just told you, I'm fine..."

Hell never been this calming. As said before, they do have comfort. But, there's a price. Hers seem priceless. Like it costs nothing yet it means everything. She didn't need Black's coat anymore. Why is she not yet returning back?

"Once you've been at the top, soaring high like a bird, you'll know." White answered without even looking at her. Tumikhim ito, "To fly so high, means to fall so hard."

Why would you fly high then?

"Why would you want to live if you're gonna die, anyway?" Break. That supposed to be Black's job. Black looked up at her, "You live because you'll die."

"What did that even mean?" Pain is lingering in her voice and rotten heart. Her dark mind can't fully digest what she just said. She's confused. What is she supposed to feel?

"Calm down. Listen to me." White said, seriously.

"I am!"

"Fatuous!" Black's taken back with White's loud voice. Silly and pointless. Painful, White. Painful. She stood up and leaned to the counter.

Tears are streaming down her face. Since when did she let her rotten heart to pump pain? She just want to rip it out of her.

She felt an angel touch her face but she slapped it away. Fucking stubborn.

Who would want her anyway?

"You have to listen to me..."

"NO. GO AWAY."

Fucking life. Fuck everything. She's confused. She don't understand a word. Fucking dumb. Dumb. Dumb! Why is she like this?!

"Listen to me... please."

Black turned to her. Why would she break her? White don't break people or anyone. Black does the breaking. So, why?

White reached out to her and covered her ears. Darkness' eyes stuck on the precious thing before her.

"You have to hear me." Her voice sounds like music. Even her silence. Weird how that works but she falls for it anyway... She falls for it figuratively and literally. It's like how she's on her knees right now.

"Hear me." White's voice echoed in her head,

Why would you want to live if you're gonna die, anyway? You live because you'll die.

Black opened her eyes and looked up at her. "I don't understand..."

White gave a smile that felt like warmth embraced her heart, "You live because you die."

"Everything ends, my naughty one." She caressed her face, "So you make most out of it. You live because you die. You soar high, and you make the most out of the lightest, the love, the scenery, the dream. And you fall down so you can go back up again. You live to experience the best of both worlds. That is what it means to live."