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༄𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 - 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱༄

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ѕσ αяє уσυ gσииα ∂ιє тσ∂αу σя мαкє ιт συт αℓινє?
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The rampaging fire flickered in evil delight. It had done what it was meant to do - destroy. Bodies scattered across the barren landscape, lifeless and on the brink of freedom from pain. One significant body stood out, her wavy teal hair now messy and burnt, her pale complexion now stained with dirt and oil. Her clothes were tattered and plagued with chemicals from the fire. She had died trying to prevent such a catastrophe from happening - though as you can see it all ended in vain.

From amidst this destruction, came a young girl surveying the scene. She gasped in horror seeing the fire and rubble scattered across the field. She frowned, her features agonized worry. She ran around, looking for bodies whom were still breathing. She found only two. Sighing, she stood up until her eye caught the now dull eyes of Wenny Sol gazing up at her. The three were immediately sent to the hospital, and the young girl disappeared.

Days later, a weeping bluette cried on the lap of the dying Wenny, her cries filled with sadness and despair. She was young, only in her tenth year of life, and she was experiencing death - the end of life.

A slightly older girl rested her hand on the weeping girl's shoulder, her soothing voice trying to convey reason and comfort to the crying mess. Though she herself dropped tears of sadness. Her golden eyes rested on Wenny's body, and she finally broke down on the floor. Silently crying along her sister.

Outside the room, was a pink haired sitting on a chair, no sound came from her mouth. No tears stained her face, she had no sparkle in her eye. Her lips pursed into a blank expression, and her once beaming eyes were now dull with grief. Her cake hat tilted downwards, until falling splat on the floor. The girl did not notice. She was too engulfed in her own world of emotions - or rather - in her world of black and white.

Finally was a young boy - too young to understand what was happening. He was only the ripe age of 8. He tugged on his sister's sleeve, asking and pleading for an answer. Eventually he sat beside her, resting his head on her shoulder. And for once, the pink haired stroked his hair, the smallest smile dancing on her lips.

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Awake I open my eyes to see, a hospital. So white and clean...

My whole body ached and racked with pain, though I dared not to cry out in pain, afraid to worry my sisters crying next my bed.

"K-kat? Kim...?" I mutter out, taking up every ounce of my strength.

Kat immediately shot up, her hands trembling as she stared at me. Eventually she hugged me tightly, but loose enough for me to breath. "Oh god, my sweet Lunar, please tell me you'll be alright.." She choked out, tears streaming down her face.

My hands lift and return the embrace, a smile upon my lips, "I dunno, Funneh...I don't know..." Death. The "solution" to life. Why am I not afraid? Why am I instead, smiling and using our old nicknames for each other? Why am I not crying?

I suppose death isn't as scary as they say it is.

(bruh im crying-)

"Wenny?" I hear Kim say, standing up at my other side. Her mascara was messy and stained her beautiful face.

"Hello, Gold," I chuckle, though it hurt my sides, "How are you?"

She sniffed, joining the hug, "I-I could be..better..." Kim cried out softly.

I nod, "This has been unexpected, huh?.."

"Don't say that!" Kat bawled, "Say that you'll live! You never gave up, please don't now!"

I heave a heavy sigh, What will happen to them? To my family when I'm gone? I just pray they'll stick together...

I close my eyes one final time, before I feel life slip away from my fingertips. The last thing I see are the dull blue eyes of my dear sister.

Those sapphire eyes...now filled with hate.

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!
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