The song is "Miss You" by Teqq.
-From the Raging Storm-
I am alone… And that's good.
The others are too loud—all inane chatter and overwrought action.
At times, I can't stand them. Or anything, for that matter.
I am alone and I want to stay that way.
There is an echoing rumble all around me, loud enough to break through the little world my music has wrapped me in—as though the clouds are agreeing with my sentiment. I hop down from the jagged outcropping I had been sitting on, draw my spiked yellow coat closer to my body, and peer at the sky.
It is going to rain.
I pull the fur-lined hood up over my head to protect the ever-present headphones that cover my long ears from the approaching downpour, loathe to part with the assonant masterpieces that swell within them for even a moment.
Somehow, the world seems like a bleaker place without music.
The device they are connected to, a shiny square of metal with a screen displaying the current track has always been on my person… Powered, I suppose, by the same energy that makes the air crackle around me.
I bring the rain.
There is another rumble, this one building into a roar as the dark puffs of atmosphere crackle with luminescence. My hair stands on end and I breathe out electricity—sparking, alive in its own unique way.
A memory trickles down with the droplets of water, a vivid mental image of a time when a storm raged and I was not alone—
/ The other is small in stature, eyes the colour of mud staring up at me. "Jolteon!" she chirps, and I know she is happy to see me. "Jolteon!" /
—but I was… happy.
I frown and cast away the traitorous thought. Things have changed since then. There is no sense dwelling on the past.
The next song begins, a steadily pounding bass and an electronic piano accompanied by a woman's voice:
"I miss you… Where are you hiding?"
My heart throbs curiously and I rest a hand over my breast, tilting my head back and allowing the cool drizzle to wash away my doubts.
This is my home now.
"Miss you—your soul's not lighting up now."
Despite the silent assurance, I cannot help but wonder about the others. Where are they now? And, more importantly, where is she?
"I miss you and the hope once shining through you."
…
I remove my headphones.
-End Chapter-
