Primal Innocence
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Not even the sedatives gave her way to a peaceful slumber in these scary nights. The walls were cold, high and white, and all she could ever think of was Neo, Neo whispering sweet nothings into her ears, patting her head for today's job. Stellar didn't understand all of those gadgets controlling, of tears that she made others shed, or blood she choke out. This place is scary, and I want Neo. She didn't know when she started dreaming of that stranger with soft amber eyes, and her fingers would slowly curl into a fist, clutching something that used to be there, gentle and vain.
I cannot remember
the gentle sea
that I once held close to my mourning heart
It wasn't Neo's hands that bid her goodnight lately, intertwining his fingers with her tied fingers on the bed. His voice was hoarse from crying, and Stellar found the stranger's name so amusedly in her lips. "Shinn."
Someone from my long
lost-past is calling for me
asking when I will take back into my hands the sorrow that I lost
He would tell her not to talk, and continued to caress her hair slowly just as Neo used to, and Stellar thought she saw white-silvery flakes streaming from a grey sky, the sound of their fall was like the waves. Her eyelids grew heavy as each of his tunes lulled her, and the boy held on to her, bidding good night as he brushed his lips to her forehead.
In this moment that will never repeat itself, I'm only looking at you