[94th] The Reaping - District 5
May 29, 2023 18:18:39 GMT -5
Post by Azalea on May 29, 2023 18:18:39 GMT -5
cressida brooke
I went to sleep last night feeling golden.
There was a shimmer to my dreams, a glow that caused an uplift within me. Warmth in my stomach as the wings on my back started to spread - glorious and exceptional, for the first time in my life, it felt like I was free. And that feeling, although it was fleeting, it was perhaps the most brilliant thing I have ever felt. Like a summer sun falling behind the horizon, the rays my body exuded were blinding but beautiful at the same time. The only thing better than a silver lining is a gold one, after all.
In His almighty grace, Ripred was there, asking me to fly with him so that we could dream together. And that moment was ecstasy because I could hear the angels sing as we moved together, our bodies intertwined with meaning and purpose to the highest degree. That was the reason we shone so bright, because everything felt so wholly wholesome and we did not question ourselves for a split second.
When I woke up, it was the best feeling ever. Everything about the world felt right; the floorboards spoke with a creak because they were telling me to have a good day, and the birds outside were tweeting loud because they wanted to become the soundtrack to my life. A beautiful backdrop to what could be the perfect day; I knew putting my faith in Ripred would always be worth it when there is so much to be thankful for.
I was so ready to thank my Gods once more at the Reaping, with the same tone and conviction that I'd dedicated to them moments prior in my prayers, however, they did not hear me. There was a silence. Cold and broken - the world felt naked. The birds stopped singing and I couldn't hear anything in my ear except a ringing sound that grew to a crescendo until it popped with the calling of my name.
"Cressida Brooke!"
This is a crisis of my faith. I've always been a believer but how can I be now? How could Ripred lead me down such a fine path this morning only to lure me into a hell unlike no other? I've been a good person and I have done good things, how is it fair that this is my fate after all I have dedicated to my faith? The incandescence and effervescence within me slowly dulls itself, losing its power and energy as it is replaced by uncertainty. Because how could this happen? I stare out to the stage with a tear running down my cheek because this is not supposed to be happen to someone like me. This isn't supposed to be my fate.
I have prayed. I have recited verses and sung hymns to get light on my side. My knees tremble and I hang in the silence like an angel waiting for its wings to be clipped. How could such a day start with such a perfect dream and end in the worst nightmare?
I can't feel my wings anymore. I have never felt heavier or darker than I do now. Please, Ripred, save me from this.