lose it | t.k.

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rain.

the soft, gentle sound of rain pitter-pattering on the rooftop and windows of my small house, along with the cracking roar of occasional thunder.

lounging about on the window seat of my room, looking out onto the rain flooding into the endless woods outside.

i watch the rain as it pours harder and trickles down my window, my eye catching a certain drop and following it down until it hits the window sill.

my eyelids become heavy, and i can't keep them open much longer. the sound of the rain drifts me to sleep, my head leaning against the window..

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when i slowly open my eyes again, the rain has already stopped, and the sky has gone from a content, soft purple to pitch black. the stars twinkle seemingly a bit brighter than usual.

i was woken up by the sound of..music?

soft, beautiful melodies i can't seem to recognize.

they're perfect and unique, but somehow also vaguely familiar. maybe i'd heard it in a dream at some point.

they flow through my ears, almost calling out to me and trying to lead me somewhere.

i start to search through the house to find its source, but to no avail.

i sigh heavily and eventually give up, sitting back down at my previous spot and thinking the music was probably just in my head.

leaning my head against the window again, i realize the beautiful music is coming from outside! but, why would anyone be out there at this time of night?

i open up the window and, sure enough, the music sounds much clearer.

i can't conjure up a reason as to why, but i begin to climb out of my window carefully, subconsciously following the sounds.

i walk mindlessly and find myself in front of the woods.

with every step, the music seems to get louder so i continue following it deep into the woods, completely disregarding my terrible fear of the dark.

after walking for some time, i find myself approaching a small clearing of trees in the shape of a circle. and i can see a figure gently moving around as if they're..dancing? who the heck dances alone in the woods in the middle of the night?

i walk forward hesitantly and see that they are indeed moving and swaying along to the music that lead me out here. noticing my presence, they turn around to face me.

even though it's extremely dark out, i can practically feel the beauty radiating off the stranger; i can feel their delicate passion running through the air.

i can't make out the details of their face, but for some reason, i desperately want to.

i realized i was starting to zone out while staring at them, and figured now would be a good time to speak up.

"what are you doing out here so late? it's pitch black, and you could get hurt. are you lost?" i ask them softly.

"you can't see them, can you?"

i blink in confusion.

"..what?"

they pause for a moment, waiting to see if i would catch on to what they were talking about. after i don't reply, they take a step closer to me, our faces seemingly inches apart in the darkness.