I think I'm hallucinating when I see the first candle.
After fumbling around two corners - left then right - and skidding haphazardly down a steep slope, I am able to stand. My knees crack as the bend into a straight position.
When I reach the candle, it casts a warm ethereal glow throughout me.
Something... someone is down here.
Not just myself and Magenta.
For the first time in 5 years, I am genuinely excited - my blood singing though my veins and a smile on my face, pregnant with anticipation and exhilaration.
Just as the darkness begins to creep back inwards, another candle materialises.
And another
And another
Giddy laughter begins bubbling past my lips as the small sticks of lights start to appear at increasingly regular intervals.
YOU ARE READING
PURPLE
Fiksi RemajaHe promised he'd come back. It's been 3 years. I just want him back. (A/N THIS STORY IS COMPLETED.) (Also, this not a long story. The chapters are short and the story itself is short. Enjoy!)
