The Vermillion Shaded Journal

The Vermillion Shaded Journal

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Upon the ground, stiff and cold, I laid. I contemplated the meaning of such a life. What do I have in this world to live for? Yet, I still dread the chilling feeling that is known as death. As I analyzed the sky, searching for interesting clouds across the canvas of the beautiful sky, my thoughts drifted like the wisps above me. Each cloud, a fleeting moment, a whisper of time, reminded me of memories-some bright, some shadowed by sorrow. The sun began to rise from the sky, casting hues of orange and purple that danced across the horizon, igniting a spark within me.
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How long I'd been here, I couldn't quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer. And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought... ------ Not Mine Written by: Nanasawa Matari Translated by: Euin Edited by: Serina

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