Khaliah pov
The harsh breeze dances while the chaos dances alongside in its trance. At a glance, freedom seems to be at such a far distance. They say the world is green but can we really see the earth's true colours despite how much we humans coat it thick with a lovely shade of our own blood.
But I also find myself trying to uncoat the bloodiest layers of the world. Dancing on the the high mountain within the darkness, I was trying to reach the star that would help me uncover the bloody coat of the world. Happiness. That was a dream yet stood between me and the bright star were so many layers. Borders.
The screams was quiet not because they were staring down but because I was deaf in my left ear and on my left was the pitiful reality I was stuck in.
Yes, it was dangerous that I was standing on a mountain so close toward such chaos and violence but whether an arrow pierces my heart filled with hopes and dreams or I simply fall to my death trying to reach the star that shines so brightly in the dark world I live in. It didn’t matter because miracles have a greater chance of happening in a life-and-death situation.
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