the angel of death asked me one question...
"what did you do?"
i looked at the angel and boy, his cold blue eyes made me shiver. i want to just look away. i want to just run to the end of the world where he won't find me. but there is no escaping death— i do not have any alternative option but to comply to everything that he will say. then, with a gulp i answered...
"w-what do you mean?"
he continued to stare at me for a while. it gave me chills and it was like he was looking at my soul— the deepest part of my being. the honest part, the mad part, and the most vulnerable part, he could see all that. then, without any word, he threw something at me. and with only a single glance and no other word said, he turned his back at me and walked away.
i stared at the ground, at the black box specifically, and i saw golden letters engraved at its back. at first, i can't understand any word it says yet it became clear like the river flowing gently downstream after a storm of chaos...
"use this pen to open the eyes of the closed, to make the old souls young and sing their melodies again, to make the dead breathe, and to make the angels sing the songs with every painful note. you make your destiny and whatever you choose, be proud of what you have become... you are worthy of that."
for those who are lost and who are found... for those odd yet wonderful souls wandering the planet in the bodies of imperfect, self-destructing men and women... for those who are struggling while breaking bones and winning while crying blood...
come... back home. to the place you could be who you are. come back home to the place you could breath and spread your wings wide. come back to life before death or the life after death— either of these, you are who you are.
be proud of yourself.
the void
can't
take
you
away
golden letters engraved
— vieauty
golden letters engraved
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