Dark cloud covers the sky in the cold morning, the breeze that flew around the streets brings chill to those who pass by it. The day before yesterday was a bright day. Joy and happiness looms around the town, maybe there was too much of joy and no one felt that it came.
Then it came silently and bringing along with it was sadness, loneliness and pain. It swept across mountains and seas, neither the most enforced door can stopped it or could the fortified wall hold it up come. The song of torment loomed within it haunts everyone that live in the town. It was then and there it breaks down the spirits if those who opposed it.
I really hoped that I was dead on that day, I really hoped that I was killed on that day before the song could destroy my memories and torture my soul but I can’t. I can’t die so early so fast and so early. I owe my life to a lot of people around me; I had to repay them before I ever pass away.
Yesterday was the first day after darkness strikes. My hearth still sank in the murky waters. I had a night sleep, but I can’t recall that I was actually sleeping; maybe my mind was too tired to think about all this that actually happening on me. I woke up but it was too fake to be true, everything seems unchanged. I suspect that I had read too much story books and saw too much movie. I try to close my eyes and sleep again, hoped that I can really have some sleep and hoped that I can lead a new life after all this had happened. I try hard to forget but I just came again and again when I was kept apart from the crowd. I really hope that it will never happen again.
Days pass by, again in the morning I woke up, my mind still hurts as there are the side effects of the strike few days ago. But today it is different, everything was new to me even the bored and dull looking paint was smiling to me. Everything looks perfect, I look at the mirror, and the down looking on my face was not there anymore. Let’s take another look; it seems so strange that it was a dark-dark day for the past few days but to strange to be true, I just don’t know it is magic or what on earth that can change so fast. I don’t know, maybe time will tell, or I shall meet some hermit which have the key and lead me to the answers.
The answers that I will find, I think, not in books or life, I wish that with my own strength and power I can find it, but I know I couldn’t, It wasn’t an easy task, because I know that the result if I ever fail, I shall never stand again. I cant do it now, cant and couldn’t do it now, maybe one day, someday or sometime, when I have my courage with me again, then again I shall do it.
