Ophelia's POV
The instant my eyes opened I realized Immediately that all I could see was black, black every where, enveloping my mind, and trapping me within its confines. Chills ran down my back as I stood, searching around me for an escape from the cold darkness surrounding me.
After a few more seconds of not discovering anything other than the shades of dark color that occupied the rest of my clouded vision, I walked foreward, looking for a light to guide me through the endless shadowy plain i had been unfortunate enough to have gotten lost in.
After about an hour, the darkness subsided and was replaced by a familiar looking forest clearing. An even more familiar looking young girl running around, clad in a pale yellow sundress, chasing a group of beautiful sapphire butterflies in circles around a couple and their small red picnic blanket spread out along the emerald green blades of grass, smiles plastered on their young but aging faces as the beautiful innocence of their young child remained unbeknownst to the horrors of the world.
It wasn't until around dawn that i managed to get a good look at the young girl when she finally stopped running around. She had stopped in front of her mother so that the woman could rebraid the hair that had come loose during the butterfly chasing fiasco, which had been going on since they had first arrived in the clearing that morning.
When the girl had her braid fully redone once again, she returned to her playing. But this time began to play rock, paper, scissors with her father. He was a handsome man, with shaggy dark burgundy hair and green eyes that were so bright they seemed to glow. He wore a plain white V-neck T-shirt, faded blue pants and a pair of traditional japanese wooden sandals.
The woman next to him was flashing a beautifully charming smile at the two beside her. She had beautiful, wavy, chocolate brown hair and her warm Ivory tinted face was littered with freckles, the pale blue eyes that shined with pride from beneath her sideswept bangs had four small black dots beneath them, they started from the crow's feet sitting right In each corner of her eyes and slowly got smaller as they traveled along her lower lashline.
She wore her black Yukata that had light grey vines branching off and wrapping around its entire length, with the occasional flower sprouting from its curled ends, the garment being wrapped around and kept closed by an intricately designed honey yellow obi with small white flower lace lining its edges. She, like her husband, also wore a pair of traditional japanese sandals.
The woman laughed at the small girl when she began pouting over the fact that she could never win rock, paper, scissors against her father, whom might I add, was smirking mischievously behind the back of his sulking reddish-brown haired daughter.
"Aw! Come on Ophelia, you know that you love us." the red haired man spoke, his deep voice taking on a calm and soothing tone as he began to wave his hand in a 'come hither' motion towards the small girl with tears lining her emerald green eyes as she hovered on the brink of tears.
This was... Me?
Suddenly the clearness of the image was disturbed, a single ripple traveled throughout the water-like surface of the picture almost as if a large pebble had been dropped onto the beautiful stillness of its surface.
The scene changed again, but this time, The small child was crying.
The young girl stood stark still over the body of who I now know as my mother. Her eyes wide as tears flowed endlessly down her hopeless expression.
My father stood behind her, his hand on her shoulder before he crouched down and grasped onto something from around the lifeless woman's neck, carefully removed it and held it tight to his chest. With a final glance towards his wife he stood and looked up into the dark night sky as it started raining down clear, crystalline droplets of water.
"Even the sky weeps for mommy..." The girl spoke in a quiet whisper as the raindrops pelted down on her long brown hair.
The two stood there for a few more seconds before he snatched the frozen girl into his arms and jumped off into the forested woods.
"I'll protect Ophelia, I will..." He spoke, looking up into the cloudy sky "I won't let your sacrifice go to waste Hikari, I promise."
For a moment I just stood there, shocked as the Image faded to black...
Again.
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