As lonely as I always used to be, a child of no childhood. I once was alone in a stormy night. I could hear nothing but the wind and silence. If ever silence and wind could be fused, it was at that night.
I was escaping, from home, from life and from people. And when all by myself, I was finally honest, honest to the one I have become and swore to never forgive, yet the only thing I wanted to escape from, was myself only. I feared nothing but interruption and that came too soon.
After a long battle between me and my mind about whether earth is round or flat, I heard a weird singing. It was weird, yet breathtaking. I was, for a moment, scared; but deeply curious. Therefore, I cursed my curiosity and followed the voice.
" save me, or let death take me. Oh, I care not if it takes me. I am my father's daughter and Death won't scare me"
I wanted a perfect ending to my life, now I have learned, the hard way, that some stories have no clear endings. At least that what was holding my mind before I was flowing the girl's voice. Now all what I want is to find her, as if she was calling me only. Well, I was the only crazy enough to be out at this time of the night.
The voice took me to a forest. It was dark and primordial. Centuries-old decaying trees were malady-black and air was musty, difficult to breath and I wasn't only afraid, but extremely horrified of the white eye-blinding fog. It was the first time my fear prevailed my curiosity.
In a moment, I was about to go back, yet her voice came up again after a long terrifying silence. She was asking for help, as if she was about to die, but never scared of death.
She was so close, yet I seemed to be a bit far. Was this all an illusion I deeply wondered.
" no, you are close" her voice again was closer
" who are you? No, wrong question. Where are y..?!" ...... To be continued.