Part 2
Shadows everywhere...
Everywhere...
Yet again.
The girl didn't know where
she remembered this, but it seemed awfully familiar. She was flying in space,
but instead of the bright lights of the stars, or the romantic blue glow of the
full moon, there was only darkness.
She desperately tried to
flee from the darkness.
No more... please stop it... She thought
weakly.
A high squeak escaped her
mouth, and she quickly slapped her hand for her mouth.
She couldn't be discovered! Whoever it
was that was creating the shadows, was obviously after her.
I'm so tired of running...
But I can't give up, I'm not ready yet!
The girl turned her speed
up, and flew across darkness and sorrow.
She wasn't surprised that
she could fly, for her it was just as normal as the darkness.
She grew up with it.
Suddenly something grabbed
her arm. The girl made a funny squeak again.
She fought to get loose, but
no prevail. The grip on her arm just got tighter.
Suddenly a bright light
enveloped her, embraced her. She inhaled deeply, glad that the shadows where
away, for now, atleast.
She still felt a grip on her
arm. She quickly pulled her arm back, as she stared at the hand who had touched
her.
It was a white-gloved hand,
the glove continued all the way to the shoulders. Then came a piece of bare
flesh, pale, but not too pale.
Not like her.
The girl looked up further.
A small, female mouth. Then came a small nose, and then two, very big, eyes.
They were yellow. Very
light, almost emitting light-yellow.
They reminded her at the
time she had first seen the shadows disappear.
First there had been
darkness, then light, but in-between, there had been a small time that it had
been light-yellow.
While the girl continued to
stare at the eyes, almost in a trance, the eyes suddenly moved towards her.
The girl wanted to move her
head, so that the eyes wouldn't get her.
Who knew? It could be a trap
of the shadows...
But she was transfixed by
the eyes. She didn't want to run anymore.
The eyes came closer, and
the mouth way beneath them, softly kissed her on her forehead.
'Don't worry now, mommy's
here.' The voice softly spoke. It was such a beautiful voice, and the girl just
wanted to hear more from it, but the hands, covered in white, silky gloves
stroke her hair just as long till she felt very at ease.
Then her eyes closed.