It's not a chronicle, it's not a series, It’s not even a story; It’s a just a small tale of mine that no one has ever heard of, no one even knows of, in fact it’s invisible.
Ever since I was born, I was all alone with no mummy to hold me in her hands and say "I love you" no daddy to pat my head and say "That's my son".
I had no name, no emotions, no tears and no tongue. I was nobody so they called me the devil's child yet I didn't know who the devil was.
One day I held a hand, It was prickly and sharp like an axe and it dragged me to a corner and whispered in my ear "You came from Hell! And we'll make you feel exactly at home!" I was confused but I did not complain. That corner from that moment became my home. The hand I used to hold the other prickly hand was punished for the touch and tied to wall with platinum chains; high above my head. I didn't break free, I didn't scream, I did nothing because this was my place; a dark, old, cracked room in an unknown neighbourhood in a forgotten village in a Lost Era. I knew nothing of the world, I knew no escape, I didn't know I had to save myself. They stripped me of my cloths, my mental absence and my confusion and my body took a lot of punishments.
Soon It was covered with scars, cuts, bruises and bite marks. My body burned a bright red from the constant wiping and some of the redness began to over flow out of my body as well, but I didn't have anything to cry about, anything to fear about, anything to hope for because this was my daily routine. I neither felt loneliness nor did I pity myself because torture was a part of my life. I had no reason to shed tears.
I began counting as the days past, the days I was not beaten was the days I knew something wasn't right, But I was in no place to bother about that.
Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months, Years past as I counted slowly in the suffocating room. I was not dead, why wasn't I dying? I was not blind; I was just living in a blinded world. It was so dark as if I had been blind folded. But what was the point, I never dreamt, I never felt cold, I never used my voice box. It wasn’t long before I counted the day as trillion, and it still went on.
Six trillion years later, it happened one night that someone else was dragged into the room, it was a girl. She looked as small as me and was old enough to both walk and talk. At first she was crying and struggling, trying to free herself from the clutches of the torturer, but it was no used. I wonder if she was a devil’s child too. Then again it was the first time I wondered something, the first time I actually gave a thought.
Her left leg was punished and tied to platinum chains on the other side of the room against the wall. I thought she must have touched the axe with her foot. She covered her face with her hands to cry and wine in secrecy. Around her I felt different, like the room was congested, even though it was only the two of us. Maybe because I was not used to being ………………not alone.
She finally took notice of me and I began to stare back at her, I looked her in her pale blue eyes, they were stunning like they can hypnotise a person with one glance. Her mouth began to move and she smiled gently, but her eyes still looked depressed as ever.
It was the first time I had seen a smile in my life. It created some kind of slippery feeling in me, a feeling that urged me to do the same. I tried to move my lips into a curve to try and smile. It made her giggle and her eyes turned sad from depressed as if she pitied me.
“I want to know your name” She said. I barely had a tongue, how can tell her I didn’t have a name.
She smiled Brighter and the sadness in her eyes began to submerge with in her lids.
“We were led into the sunset” she said.
I didn’t know what that meant but for some reason I felt I should say something. “I am not allowed to you” I finally found my tongue as I bit it.
She began to show the sorrow in her eyes again, but she did not loosen her smile.
“You don’t know” she said “You don’t know the warmth after the rain, You don’t know the kindness after a scoulding.
I realized something, her words were so strong, I actually found my reason to realize and bother why I was an outcast. Even If I don’t know, I think she meant me to find out why? I realized I could understand. That’s when I also realized my wounds hurt and I wanted to cry, but I also realized I would embarrass myself. It changed everything!
I then understood I was a cuboid sounded by blades disguised as peach blossom petals. I felt bonded with hope, I felt emotions, I felt myself, I knew now I needed to escape. I looked in her sapphire eyes and flashed a smile. But her smile died, and her eyes shut, she stood up and let down her long hair. She grabbed the chains at her foot and pulled; to my shock she ripped the chains apart! Next she walked over to me and tore apart my chain freeing me! Then she finally smiled and held out her hand to me lying half dead on the ground.
“Let’s go home together” She said. I couldn’t help but take her hand, It was not prickly and sharp like a rough axe or a dagger. It felt so warm and soft but I couldn’t express it since I had never touched anything this soft.
You led me away, We Ran without looking back or thinking of the past …..Ran……Ran…….Ran through the streets until I felt my heart popping out. But she didn’t care, she didn’t lose her grip and dragged me into world. We finally stopped, I couldn’t breathe and fell to my knees huffing and puffing. I looked at her’ she was in perfect shape, smiling at me. She pointed her fingers to sun rise that was before us.
It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in centuries, this was a magical moment! I finally found my reason to live, I found my life! I turned to tell her that but ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………She was gone!
A few years latter
I found a smile, which was as perfect as hers. But now it was more beautiful! Her hair was more gorgeous! Her pale eyes drowned me in the blue ocean! We held each other’s hands once more, at least they were still the same. Mine were freezing cold but she didn’t mind she melted it with her warm and soft palm. We were no more children, But I could play with her and catch her until we both can tire out. I finally belong somewhere, I belong next to you forever.
I heard a voice in my head……………not mine…………………not hers ………………It was the whole world telling us off, putting us down and a million fingers pointing at us in the rain, just before the sun rise. But we didn’t care, we stood there as out castes holding each other’s hand filled with trust and now a new feeling ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………Love.
I don’t know anything, that’s true, But I know she’s real. I wished everyone in this world will disappear, I wish the both of us can be alone together, just the two of us watching the sun rise.
