
The time tower, the giant clock tower, no one knows when it was built or what was inside, reportedly no one has ever entered it. But now there is a little picture of him after dismantling my brother's pocket watch, Cihaya Gordi.
The next time I know how to open the gate of the tower, maybe there I can find the same black holes that are in this pocket watch, because they might point to the same place, he said, a special world that moves time or more than that, something beyond reason.
The reason for banning approaching pandora is a downhill grimness, doom will be struck so he said that out of whom he is at heart.All bad things and strange phenomena are always associated with him.
“Accompliant yes?” recalling a message from my father's sidekick, the owner of the watch shop, Alberdo Grinza. Honestly, I don't like to follow other people's orders, especially the prohibition to pursue pandora. Like my father, I am also crazy about mystery and thirst for curiosity and the desire to uncover it, of course, is a challenge that even triggers adrenaline.
Why are they just silent without looking for him?, are they not curious, or because they know what happens when pandora is found. Pandora jupiter, what exactly is it? Although looking for it, I know nothing about its existence or the various things of its existence, not imagined in the slightest in my imagination. I'm sure Uncle Al is still hiding something, but I can't think of a way to open his mouth.
“Ha - when I saw him drunk, I thought of a good chance - lucky, but crazy enough his body's resistance to alcohol is so strong that it is able to maintain consciousness. Well, of course I hope the abstinence also still works despite unconscious”.
This time I surrendered to her, the second person who knew of the events that happened 11 years ago was Diane Astard, the sole heir of the library in this village. The woman my mother trusted to care for me in childhood, she was my last hope.
[.…]
“Ah, I laper”. was in front of the house of someone I met this morning, aunt Margaret. I promised to stop by to taste her bakery. “Bi, excuse me. walking fast with a carefree face he greeted me warmly hugging me. “Oh Yupi, let's go to”. then let me go into his house, immediately seen the living room, there is a sofa, cabinet and table with a pot containing flowers, also displayed some paintings, also family photos. He has a 5-year-old son.
Without further ado, I followed him from behind to the kitchen. The strong aroma of thick chocolate from the bowl container with whish-stirring tools, seems to be still just preparing the cake batter. It seems that some other ingredients are neatly arranged, such as sugar, flour, blueberries, milk etc separated in various containers. The sweet aroma melted the saliva, almost dripping my iler because of it.
“Sorry yes, new aunt wants to make, can you wait”.
“Hehe,..Ah,.. uh. yes!”. I who was nervous certainly make panic, immediately clean up my look that might be disgusting.
“Oh!, I also want to try making bi! May...?”. after I thought this was a good opportunity, want to also learn to try to make it, ah I became aware of various things about myself that do not have positive values as a woman, my nature is a bit tomboyish, I have a, my room is also messy, and also can not cook, useless. Hah--suffered a heavy breath.
“Of course can”.
“Still bi”.
I started stirring my dough by myself, at least some of the cakes I wanted to make from the beginning with my own hands, of course with aunt's direction, he correctly informed me of the steps, even give some tips that make me think “oh, so I will try”. “Wah, yes, bener”. amazed what he suggests is always true, adding new insights such as seeing a new world, it looks like it is quite fun to see the process of the dough I made, he said, the original flavor is simply a mixture of eggs, milk, sugar and flour separated with a batter with a chocolate flavor. Then poured into a love-shaped mold for example, as well as a circle that is cut into four parts, there is also a funny animal shape and so on. Just give its own creations such as apple and berry pieces I put also to roast them in the oven. During that time I chatted various things with my aunt, joked and listened to her stories.
So mysterious, though never experienced before, it felt like it had happened - De Javu. Maybe there was a time like this before my mom died? I still can't remember it clearly. Warming the heart, increased moments that bring little happiness in a simple everyday like this. Every second of it feels meaningful, has a deep meaning, I don't want to forget. What Uncle Al said rang in my mind, it was a bit too late that I realized what he meant. What I did could have been as he said, throwing away the grace I have now, which everyone in the village was so kind to me, like a big family without being bound by blood, we could have kept that up.
But I keep digging into the past that might hurt me, regrets that can't be fixed, what am I doing it for? The existence of Pandora Jupiter. But that's just an excuse, what I'm really looking for and I want to find, I don't know exactly. Just run and keep running hoping that something will show up on its own.
Suddenly a strong headache resonated with some memories. I pushed my head to try to relieve the pain, but the resonance got stronger, so I felt hearing and seeing something like a hallucination.
“Save him. Yupi”'s.
“I swear, will atone for my sin” I watched someone pull the arm of a little boy who looked like me, I was sure it was me in the past, dragged because it was slower to walk into the darkness, the woman looked at the little boy.
“The youngest girl from Eleyna, I will make sure you will witness my death with your own two eyes, with your own hands, you will save me from the suffering I experienced, only by you alone, I swear I will atone for my sin”. Looking up at something terrifying, the cries of fresh blood covering his face dripped down at every step in the darkness of the night that the blue moon witnessed.
“Who... you?”. “Majau”. “Let go of his hand!!”. “Why I wasn't rebelling, I was 4 years old”. “He said terrible things, stay away from him!!”. I screamed like a fool who felt like he could tell someone in it to stay away just from watching a movie playing in my head, faltering as it began to break. The memory was cut off, I don't know what happened afterwards.
All of it darkened, the presence of someone who was exactly perfect with me was right in front of me like a hologram until his body became real.
“Choose your way”.
“A-what do you mean?”. I am confused not understanding at all what has happened, am I really hallucinating?
“The end of your life path will be determined from here, the destiny you achieved from your decision”.
“Destiny?”.
“I swear..”. “My affliction..”. “The sins I have committed”. “I'll make sure you watch my death”. “Save him..”. “I will continue with you, always..”. “Because of my fault, because of my fault.”.
One by one the sentences of various people echoed in my head. I don't know, I don't remember anything. Nothing I understand, haunting me continuously endlessly, I don't want this, it's too scary, it's terrible.
“Haaaa...”.
“HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!”. screams are trapped indoors.
“Yupi!, Yupi! What is?! you why?!”.
“Haaah.. haaah”. I cried breathing heavily many times, trembling at aunt, with a face that seemed to be able to feel the pain I was experiencing, he was worried about me. I hugged her.
Is this Pandora's curse?! What is the warning because I approached her?! if that's what I should do. If I stay away from her, will it never happen again? No, why would I even associate it with pandora as a scapegoat. That memory, I know, is a memory I forcibly drowned in order to erase forever. Memories of the day my parents died.
The path I should take?
Pandora Jupiter, should I leave her? Closing your eyes and ears wishing you didn't know anything, hoping to keep forgetting everything, to never remember it back to what happened in the past, and then live a normal girl-like life amongst the warmth of everyone in this village, living happily day after day.
“Covering my emptiness in lies,
… happiness I forced”.