The stars shine bright with the sign of my demise, can I just hurry up and die? Because my life has fallen from the rise and the eternal darkness awaits my mind.
Anger turned to tears, and the tears were burning as they went down my cheek. I wished she stayed. A few days for others don't seem all too bad, but for me it's as long as a few years. A few years alone, again. This time it's my fault. I scared her away, I forced her hand. I don't remember exactly how many years went by before I saw her face again. She was looking back at me. I was in class, she wasn't. I guess something about the new relationship made her feel like she had to rebel, something I do but to my own kind. She walked by exactly five times, each time meeting my eyes. My heart was racing and my mind was focused on nothing else. The thoughts swelled up and pushed the work I was doing right out of my mind. I had to go see her, I had to talk to her. Best part about being such a good student, my teachers do not mind if I just get up and leave class if we're not taking notes. When I'm gone by three doors down played over and over again in my head. It's the song, the band I have connected to her in my head. I'd never let her down, even if I could. At least I thought I wouldn't. I looked out into the halls and surely enough, she was waiting for me right outside the door, gazing upon student art work. I'll mention this fact now, student art work is normally dreadful work. Nothing worth more than the paper it was scribbled on. She looked at me, both expecting and surprised. She knows me well, but it's purely instinct.
I break my barriers for her, I reach out for her when all seems lost. Fear and uncertainty had controlled me for too long. It kept me tied to the solitude, afraid of another Kim. It is not what drove me to walk outside of the classroom. I'm not actually entirely sure what did and I've pondered about it for all this time. Her smile stopped my heart, dead in it's tracks. Gentle and unsure, but still welcoming me. She wanted this as much as I did. Maybe after seeing me the first time she wanted to see my face again and again. Maybe even trying to tell me to come to her. Her voice was as gentle as her smile, and was a much higher tone than mine. That's the reason I couldn't block out her voice. It was the only thing I wanted to hear.
Our talk was nothing like we had back when we argued. The anger seemed to fade. I still wondered though, was it too late to apologize? It's only been a week maximum in reality, I think at least. I still wondered, was her anger still boiling inside or did it simmer down? She showed no anger, just surprise. She repeated what I was doing a few times, shock I suppose. "You're talking to me.." She didn't have the tone telling me to stop, actually it felt more like she never wanted it to stop. That night she would reenter my world, and find it's grown quite a bit in her absence. Eventually during our chat, an acquaintance of mine from another class came up and started talking to us. Marie-Lynn didn't know her, maybe she wanted me to herself, maybe she felt like going back to class. Marie-Lynn headed back to her classroom, which was just up the hall from mine. My acquaintance kept speaking to me, for only a short time before she decided to head back to class before her teacher finds her.
That night, I showed Marie-Lynn the wilds of my world. Places that overgrew while she was gone, it was nearly impossible to travel through. The bush was too thick. I drew the blade, made from the stones of this world. It was a light blue in color, glowed a little as well. I preferred the broadsword over the katana when traversing the wilds. Double edged blades cut more easily through branches and overgrown leaves. I brought her to the waterfall, the fateful waterfall. We stepped through it, into the cave behind it.
The water crashed down upon our heads, yet wasn't crushing us. The cave was dark and wet, except for the one lone flame in the center. Maybe I forgot to mention what I see when I see the hair that rests on Marie-Lynn's shoulders, fire. The auburn turns to orange, orange like fire. I honestly loved her hair for that, gave me hope. Don't ask why, I don't know. The fire burned with no fuel, yet never died out. It would remain there for millenniums to come in my world, like it has before then. She didn't ask about the fire, to find fires around my world was common. I didn't say at first the significance of this specific fire and why I hid it behind the waterfall. I would have to soon however, especially when a roar shook the cave like an earthquake.
-Zero
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