Neverending Dream

Neverending Dream

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Fantasy
Hari ini, sudah ke tiga ribu jiwa yang memenuhi rumah sakit. Entah rumah sakit manapun itu, tapi ketiga ribu jiwa itu memiliki penyakit yang sama dan datang bersamaan. Para dokter bahkan tidak tau penyakit apa itu. Mereka hanya bisa berdoa dan memohon kepada Tuhan. Begitu pula dengan orang-orang yang masih hidup dan sadar itu. Termasuk aku. Berdoa dan memohon agar aku tidak ikut terkena penyakit itu. Penyakit di mana semuanya masih bermimpi dan tidak bangun kembali walau mereka masih bernafas. Tapi sayang, sepertinya Tuhan menyangkalnya dan membawaku ke sana.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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