Hàm
The sea was cold. Thunder roared and strong gusts of wind came up without warning everytime a source of fire approached the beach vicinity.
He was not welcomed.
He knew, because their powers were different. He would be weakened, but he never backed up and left.
The scene in front of his eyes was severe and cruel, but in his heart, it's much more better than the things he had to endure everyday : seeing two worlds apart and trying to take down another. He was at the frontier. However, he had no fear if someone found and hunted him off.
He was waiting for the dawn.
The rain poured and he succumbed to beauty of every raindrops that fell right on his skin. Somehow, somehow he felt the unease feelings in his mind would be washed away.
He watched as the rain poured harder and slowly stopped. The sea was calmer, and he could see source of light coming from far east. The dawn. He felt warm. He felt his heart filled with this peaceful feeling whenever the sun rose from afar, sending rays of light all over earth. The light shone brightly, elegantly. Though the planet was crying, though this world was all wars, hatred, disasters, famine, chaotic …, at least there was light.
And as long as he could still see the light, he continued hoping, hoping someday he wouldn’t hear his Mother cry anymore.
He was not welcomed.
He knew, because their powers were different. He would be weakened, but he never backed up and left.
The scene in front of his eyes was severe and cruel, but in his heart, it's much more better than the things he had to endure everyday : seeing two worlds apart and trying to take down another. He was at the frontier. However, he had no fear if someone found and hunted him off.
He was waiting for the dawn.
The rain poured and he succumbed to beauty of every raindrops that fell right on his skin. Somehow, somehow he felt the unease feelings in his mind would be washed away.
He watched as the rain poured harder and slowly stopped. The sea was calmer, and he could see source of light coming from far east. The dawn. He felt warm. He felt his heart filled with this peaceful feeling whenever the sun rose from afar, sending rays of light all over earth. The light shone brightly, elegantly. Though the planet was crying, though this world was all wars, hatred, disasters, famine, chaotic …, at least there was light.
And as long as he could still see the light, he continued hoping, hoping someday he wouldn’t hear his Mother cry anymore.