"Mama!.. Mama!.."I see the 5yr old me yell as she hops on the rocks placed between the gushing brooke that reflects the bright sunny sky like sparkling gold. The wind blows gently like some murmuring music on the long green grasses of the meadow filled with flowers of all colors.
"Mama.."
I see my mother sitting with her knees bend, hands crossed, her eyes closed while her luscious lips move softly in a monotonous mumble.
"Boo"I pounced on her.
"Whoow.. sweetie dear! You startled me! ".
I laugh "Mama..! What are you doing? Who are you talking to?. "
"To 'The Creator', darling." she says.
"Wow! Where is he, mama? Where is he? "I ask impatiently.
"Umm.. let me guess.. in_here". She says pointing my chest and wiggle it making me to chuckle.
"He lives inside you, dear. She smiles."And I am talking to the one who is all around us, Our creator! "
"So Mama," my lower lips bends forward and I mumble. "Am I locking up Our Creator inside my heart. Then.." I start to sob... "Am I so cruel ?" .
My mother lets out a hearty laugh.
"No. no. sweetheart! No one can lock Him up into anything. He's our God, The creator of earth and paradise. And, Yet he still adores to be with us and make us feel his presence. " She smiles gently as her gaze becomes a little more serious than before.
"And always remember, dear! He is a one who Listens and Responds by giving answers to our queries.. Get it.." She playfully pinches my little nose.
I nod abruptly and pretend to wear an invisible spectacles to search for God when I hear a voice.
"How are my precious little coral queens? "My dad cooed.
"Daddy!! "I run towards him almost knocking him down.
I see my mom go closer to my dad and close my eyes when they were about to share a kiss. And, How do I know that..? Yeah, one of my eye creaked open.
"You naughty little angel." My dad chuckled and lift me throwing on the air before catching me again.
"Again Papa! Again!" I squeak.
"Not now, my sweet little singing bird, I think I have an important matter to talk to your mother." He gave a concerned look at my mother.
"What is it? Another Youmu attack?" My mom asked.
"Yes, and I don't know what to do! It has only been 3 months since my father died".My dad's face turns into a frown." I really am an incapable leader..aren't I?"
"That's not true!"She looks at me who was now playing with the little dolls and toys her dad has presented her now..and holds my dad's hand and sigh. "All this is because people are becoming more comfortless these days .."
Comfortless..
Comfortless..
Comfortless..
" I have a comfortless life, Melody. And I wouldn't have become a Youmu if you.. as a princess had done your role well. You are the real monster." I hear Yuri scream at me.
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Spiritualité'Honestly,getting banished from my own hometown Harmonia to an strange unknown school is the least worst thing that i had expected to happen to me.. As, the abandoned daughter of the King who rules almost entire continent, I've have had my share of...
