Ashes;

“Where were you?”

“I was here.”

“Where?”

“Here.”

“You lie.”

“Yes.”

“You left.”

“Yes.”


“I’m sorry.”

“You lie.”

I opened my eyes. A barren landscape was spread out in front of me. I knew this place. I’d been here so many times before.

So many times that the dead stillness no longer screamed at me.

Just as those times before, I looked around. Bodies, some destroyed beyond recognition. I felt something stir in me.

Sadness.

Those who were killed here will never see their families again. The families will have to live on like nothing happened here. Like these people were never a part of their lives. But something did happen here. Me.

Fire raged uncontrolled. No one cared to save this place. It was just a place for the dead now. In the future, this place will become a park, a property, something. The lives lost here will be taken away. So that those in the future will live peacefully.

Something stirred, catching my eye. One of the bodies had moved. I walked towards it, knowing and dreading what I would see. I kneeled next to the soldier. I could see it; this man did not have more than a few minutes to live.

I gently picked his head up and rested it on my lap, ignoring the blood. He was breathing hard. That was the only sound around us besides the crackling and hissing of the fire.

Finally, he opened beautiful green eyes that already looked dead. I looked at my reflection in them. My eyes were cold, unconcerned. Heartless. I’ve become a monster. A monster who detested himself.

The man stared at me for a long while, breathing with difficulty.

“Where were you?” He rasped and then broke out into a coughing fit.

“I was here.”

“Where?”

“Here.”

He scrutinized me. No human had ever looked at me in the eye like this man was doing. Then again, he was dying.

“You lie.”

I opened my mouth, a refusal ready on the tip of my tongue when I realized. This man had fought with no reason. Now he needed one.

“Yes.”

“You left.” No anger in his eyes. Just disappointment. Disappointment in me for telling the truth.

“Yes.”

He coughed again, turning away because it was polite to do so. Even if you’re being polite to the devil. This time I could see the blood that was drowning him. It overflowed out of his mouth and ran down his chin in a crimson stream.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered as I felt his life slipping away from his physical form and wind itself around mine.

He turned to face me again with the last of his diminishing strength.

Drawing his final breath, he uttered two words filled with so much sorrow, it brought tears to my eyes. Just like it would before. Every time before.

“You lie.”

The gap in me was filled. His life was the last on this battlefield. I felt good; whole. I felt so good, I cried.




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Didn't go to school today. Body in extreme pain wtffff. Tuition is still on though, mum insists on me studying at least a bit heh.

I've been listening to Antoinette Blue so much that I'm addicted to it. The video's kinda creepy though o.o

Going for lunch, cheerio~