A Wandering Echo
Chapter I : A World Unknown
They say, when you passed away, you venture into the deep end of the tunnel, where the lights shines the brightest as its welcome whose had shed their mortal bodies away, and be free from the burdens of this world, without worries they left memories and tears behind.
They say you moved on, into a world where only happiness exist, no dieses, no wars, no death, no burdens to hold in your heart, they say life is a dream, dream that had ended when you are awake in this reality, without any way to go back, but why do you need to go back?
Because the answer was so simple, it's simply because you don't belong to that world anymore, there is nothing for you there anymore but tears and memories about you.
But, they also say, some can't or just doesn't move on, and so they stay, until they are tired of seeing the cruelty of this world playing out before them and left without no one noticed.
But some, would just like to stay, to look after the ones they have left behind.
Cold, and then nothing, blackness swallowed her in its arms, blocking her view of what's beyond the darkness that's around her.
She felt nothing, her body was almost like it's weightless, she looks around and shouted '' Hello?'' but only her echo returns her, and it's like going forever, a chorus of hellos.
Confusing, and realization crashed in, and she was lost in a chorus of her own voice, she doesn't know where she is, or why she was here.
She remembers water, and then his eyes staring at her in worries, his hands on both of her shoulders, and then it was black, like a dream ended suddenly, she remembered picturing a castle, a mountain behind it, and then she was here.
But it was enough to make her kneel on her knees, and let the echo of her tears dropping replaced the sound of hellos.
Is this a nightmare?, is this a bad dreams?, or she was really dead?
Is this hell they taught her to fear of?
It was all black, there were no fiery pits or death greetings her, just her and her loudly tears.
And the surrounding returns her with its luminous silence.
She held on to those imagines inside her mind, like a desperate human hanging on to her life, and let her hands on the ground, balances her.
She closed her eyes.
She felt softness under her, and the coolness from the passing wind, she listens, and there were no choruses of echo anywhere, but the booming sounds of life hitting her at once in her ears, the sounds of flying insects.
She slowly letting her eyes open, and took it all into her gaze, suddenly she felt no wetness in her eyes anymore, and instead, they were all fill with lights, and the peacefulness of the picture before her.
It was simple to others, but to her, this place was home.
It was a forest, with tall trees and flying fireflies, and the sound of frogs lingering the air, cool breeze making the tree dances, and the slow rustling sound in the distance.
She took a step, and then another, and then another followed, letting the sound of nature surround her guides her to an unknown place, she walks and walks, but she doesn't feel tire, or stopping for a breath after a long walk, she just go on without stopping, until a light sneak its way through the leafs, she push on, letting the wild follow her, the trees standing tally, and the squires jumping after her, and the fireflies accompany her as she ran toward the emitting light.
She felt like she was flying, like she was free, and there is nothing that could stop her.
Leaving the trees and the wildlife behind, she took in the scenery before her eyes, and suddenly having the urge to run again, toward the tall castle standing the middle, in front of the mountain.
She slowly descend down to the rock path that leads to the town, and replacing the sounds of nature, came the sounds of people talking.
She walks, on an on, she walks, and no one notice her running by, like a wind whisking by, until she notice something strange.
She running home, running through the people whose walks the street, running through them like they were air.
It is true that she were truly gone, for good? Or she walks this earth like a shadow on the wall?
There was no choir of angels or fiery pits welcome her, only her voice fading along with the wind with no one to listen to.
She stands in the middle of the street, wondering, and people just keep walking through her, like she wasn't there, like she never exists, her faint voice gone with the rush of people passing her by.
She held her head down, and accepts her fate, a fate that she is enduring, is this '' borrowed time'' they say?, a time for her to tie up all loose ends, all the pasts she left behind, leaving only the future for her love ones to decide.
She stands there mourning to herself, while life goes on without her.
Fate is cruel, isn't it?
If fate wanted her stay, then she would, until it doesn't need her to anymore.
She have some things to fix.