N/A : Rushed Writing ‘cause rushed (?) Guess you can call it a rambling, I tried to make it short as possible so It might get a bit confusing or meh.
I will make all the Days connect to each other again like the last year and please pray that I will able to complete the week this type xD
Also, please forgive my English. English is not my mother tongue.
He is just standing there.
The man before me is a man I never thought I would meet. At the center of it all - he remains motionless. Unsure if fear had taken over his body or that he doesn’t care of what is happening. “Someone, please help!” are the cries I kept hearing; doesn’t he hear this or is he pretending to be depth? I don’t know - But he is different.
The world is a disaster, even before this tragedy. We all know this is coming yet we never made a step to change it. “Everyone! Please stay calm!” How can they become calm at a moment like this? Buildings are collapsing, air is no longer air but gas and smoke. No hotlines, weapons and machinery can save them. Its a one on one battle for survival - We cannot save everyone in the end. Even if we wanted and hope too.
“Anyone! Someone! Please help!” “Have you seen my child?!” “We are all going to die!”
They are running around in panic now. Fear had taken over them but when I glance at him, he is still standing there - not moving at the center of it all. Is he... calm? I asked myself while looking at his physique. His hair was black as a raven’s hair, but something is different - there are three stripes around his hair. It doesn’t looked like it was dyed, but rather a reflection - a glow only appearing with the help of the sunlight. Crack. A part of a debris had fall, leaving a cloud of dust and a sound of coughing. The sky is painted with blood and dirt - shadowing the despair of the many and the lose hope of the lake. My is he tall! His pale complexion only appeared more beautiful when he wears Black, but then again maybe black is his only clothing. I chuckled silently to his or rather I imagined to chuckle.
“Someone! Someone! Please help! There is a person over here!”
Even with all the chaos, Humanity and selflessness of the people is still something to cherish. Even if they badly hurt and beaten they still help those in need. I wish we could save them.
“Mommy! Mommy!” “Everyone please run to the shelter!” “Someone please!” “Why is this happening?!” “Lord, please have mercy.”
Oh, he began to move, Is he going to escape now as well? Was it really fear and shock that had hinder him to move earlier? No, His path is different - it oppose to the path of the people who are trying to escape this nightmare. He might get drag with that sea of people! The people are in a panic now to care if they will bump to someone or not. “Everyone! Please this way!” Is he looking for someone? Is he trying to search for someone to whom he had postponed his escape? Crack. Another debris had fall that had cause another quake. This time the force was enough to stop my breathing momentarily and see red.
“Ahhhh!!!” “Someone, please save us!”
I looked up to him once more only to be greeted with gold. Ah, it is his eyes - his eyes are like melted gold. I smiled to this - or I think I did, His eyes are so warm which is the contrast of his pale soft hand. A thumb had caressed my cheek.
What happened to his calm physique earlier? Why do I feel sadness are now swimming in his warm eyes? Please, don’t look like that. I never met you but your sadness is reaching my heart. It was calming to see you so calm in the sea of chaos earlier. Pebbles are falling from the sky and I had only felt the liquid of my own when it had touch the skin of my body. I had lose touch of my lower half and I knew I would either die of Blood Lost or be crushed in these debris.
Oh sir, why is your soft touch losing resolved? You don’t know how comforting it was earlier. Don’t let this sadness consume the moment. I already knew what will happen. Oh no, please sir. My heart is aching with that look on your face. I was happy until this moment. So please smile. We will meet each other again right? If not, then this moment is more than enough...
“Yes, we will meet once again. Maka.”
Though it is too late for her to hear these words.
