❃Concetta❃ Womanly child Slowly walking into the fields of flowers that had enough colors to make a rainbow. Her hair flowed slowly behind her as the wind hit against her face. Her eyes looked forward as they shimmered a red like two clean shining cherries. Standing there she looked up at the lightened sky with her eyes half way closed, hands holding each other in front of her as she started to speak to herself. ''Wonder what I should do and where to start...''. Not that long ago as it's been a few months since that shadowed random woman used some sort of mysterious power to change her into a child. The clouds slowly passed the sun making the darkness engulf the light upon her body, her surroundings and hiding her own shadow. ''I'll be okay right? I won't be alone forever...right?'' she thought as she made a weak smile. Within five seconds she remembered, flashed back of what happened to her family before vanishing away from the Island of all women and flashed back to reality. ''That won't happen to everyone I get close to, right?'' she wondered once more as she then felt the warmness against her skin seeing the clouds move away from the sun. Slowly a normal light smile appeared on her childish face. Her hands slowly became apart as she dangled them to her sides, used one hand to grip her cart with a piano on it and started to walk up the hill in front of her. The top being about four blocks away from where she began and up-top was a tree. Each step was closer to her destination, to the resting place and to where she could feel at peace for a moment...just for a moment. Looking forward she would grip harder on the wooden bar as the hill was getting more leaned. Her face in a calming fashion started to get red from it being a little heavy till finally she was up top. ''Here we go, Ona-chan...We're here.'' she spoke to her piano as she would loosen her grip. Slowly walking around she would grab her chain, set it in position and make a sweet smile looking at it. ''Isn't this a beautiful spot?'' she spoke to it as she would then sit on her small wooden glazed chair and looked at the keys wondering what to play. Words 369/369 |
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