The Lonely Wolf's
OUR LOVE STORY
Queen was stunned for a moment, her legs hesitating to step. His entire body felt stiff with fear whack like the waves of winter. Freezing nights.
Originally running was such a hot goal in the little heart of Queen. However, getting the reality of his guts shrunk instantly.
The wilderness, trees as big as his body were even bigger stood firm. The Queen stared at the sky with a darkness without a single light. Stars do not want to appear to decorate the sky, or they can be frightened because of the horror of the situation.
With a trembling Queen turned her head back asking in silence, and expecting an answer from Blitar.
This is the reality that is happening.
There was nothing behind him, the imaginary palace behind the Queen vanished, except a shady tree with many branches and roots sticking out in all directions.
The thing that didn't change for Queen was her clothes. Proving that what happened to him was real.
(What is this? What the hell's going on? Oh Hendra...!).
Queen curled her body by folding her hands to her chest, regretting in fear.
Grrrr...
A long groan sounded from behind the trees. The queen looked in all directions. Spies lit up in the darkness of the night.
“Blitar...?”
There was no command in his heart that commanded the instinct of calling that name, all sounding like a plea.
The heart of who knows. Although all like an illusion, the taste left by Blitar is real for Queen.
The Queen violently opposes the situation, realising that there is no such thing as a supernatural being or an astral place. It's all just a myth.
But fear more real control his soul.
“Blitar..”.
The Queen retreated until her body was completely trapped in the shady tree that was behind her. Run...!
Slowly the Queen crawled away. (What is that? it's gruesome.) In the heart of Queen regretted her Deed. (I keep getting stuck in that imaginary palace?.. There.....What happened?) imagining Blitar's palace, imagining Blitar's warm touch that he never got from Hendara, there was regret that stayed in his mind.
Queen turned to the left, to the right. The creatures of the night were everywhere.
"Blitar, meet me again! Please..." Queen pleaded in her heart. His voice whimpered expectantly in fear, even though his brain's saying that the hope he had in his heart was a mistake.
A moment of warm air embraced his body. The soft voice he knew sounded slow and clear. The voice that accompanied him almost every day.
"Bluitar...!" Queen tries to tighten her voice, hoping Blitar becomes a helper god. "May this be real?"
"Walk ahead I'll take care of you."
The Queen hesitated walking like the voice's instructions.
The blazing eyes were sharp as if getting closer and wanting to pounce.
“Oh Lord, send me your helper.” Queen clenched tightly to her body, scooped her face in ruffles, “Blitar I regret, help me...”.
Speech that sounds so beautiful to the adoring soul. Just like Blitar. The emptiness of his life, the solitude of his soul. To become an eternal pain.
OUR LOVE STORY
Our love story
Incited miss stabbed wound
Stoned woe wracked withering
To make it feel no longer talking
Bleeding and festering
Can only scream in pain
So deep in this regret
Made me fall
snuggled in his own quiet
Our love story is full of wounds
In shreds of circumstances
Tear of trust
For those of us who can no longer speak
Keep holding dreams in longing
Snuggling cuddle in silence
Stabbing myself
Our love story
Being at the bottom of the ocean
Hugged coldly
laughing with the waves that hit the reef
Like an unexpressed rain
This is our love story
From a simple love story
It becomes a colourful rain
Waiting for the rainbow in a moment
Then it's destroyed in a debur
All that is left is wounds
Endless
Our love story
Hiding in a thousand wounds
Arjuna 26062023/2212
