Of A Place in the Heavens and Hell

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I moved the large green leaf away for the millionth time. It revealed the beautiful waterfall as it always had, the only difference was that he wasn't here with me. I walked up to the pool of crystal-like water and dipped my fingers in it, the cool mist drooping my hair slightly. 

I thought back to my father, but why would I even call him that? He was nobody to me. I'd rather die than call him my father, plus, I could be with him, in the stars.

I climbed the tall, steep rocks and sat on a small perch we always sat at. The misty air floated around and I felt cool and the most relaxed I had felt for a while. It really was our Haven.

Then I remembered

Remembered why he was gone. 

This killed him.

He killed him. 

I killed him.

Nothing was safe anymore.

Not home.

Not family.

Not even myself.

Not even my Haven was a Haven anymore.

I killed everything.

It was my fault.


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