Dream Melody {WIP}[D9]

You lay on the ground. Your eyes search the starlit sky above you, looking for that something, that star that held your love, that watched over you. The start that you believed held the spirt of your father. Your eyes wander over what your father used to call the magical unicorn, made up of a handful of small glowing starts, they form the shape of a wild, proud horsie, and you smile slightly to yourself as you turn to the next bright figure. The great Merman. You giggle, it a nice sound. A happy sound, this is the only time you are happy, when you are studying the starts, the history of the world in which you live on. You remember a time when your father had been lying beside you, when the warmth of his body used to be what would keep you warm. The smile that would creep on his face, very contagious. And his laugh, as he told you all the stories his father had told him. all was quiet when he had laughed. When he had laughed, even the stars stopped to listen...

There he is. That’s him, the brightest star in the sky. The start stood out, even the darkness that surrounded it couldn’t dull it’s shine. You can feel warmth spread through you as the start looks down up on you. You smile. Your fathers was he. He was watching you know. I love you dad, you think, closing your eyes, as tears spring to them, miss you. you feel the hesitant movement of OJ beside you, his dark brown head is resting on your stomach. he hates seeing you cry… You slowly bring yourself into a sitting position, your strawberry blonde hair falls silently beside each side of your face. “Hey boy, I’m okay! See?” You murmur comfortingly to OJ as he comes uo beside you. You rub him behind the ears and a goofy smile slits his face. You feel yourself shaking with laughter, as you stare down into his shinning eyes. He, and Chato… were All you have left You feel your Stone grey eyes feel with fesh tears. all that’s left. All that’s left to mend your broken heart..

Finally you stand up, You tuck your long straw hair behind your small ears. Your feet sink into the san that you were laying on, you let the san squeeze between your toes, you had always liked the feeling, it tickled, OJ got up beside you. He was very thin, each rib bone clearly visible. A lot like you, you look down at yourself. Yes, A lot like you Each one of your rib bones are easily visible, there is not much fat on your body, after all, how do you collect food? You have to survive on your own, and getting food isn’t so easy… not when you were poor… Not when you had no family to provide for you… you sigh, as you take a small step in the direction of home. You have small feet, like the rest of your body. you barely reach a meter tall, you are so very small, even for your age.Even for a 12 year old girl like you. Your dad used to tell you that being small is a good thing... That good things come in small packages.

Even though it’s night you stick out, your pale white skin glows dangerously. You look like a ghost. mmhhmm, a ghost that is on the border of deaths door. One more step and you could be all his. Death is always waiting patiently for you to fall into his arms. He tempts you, tells you that if you come with him he has candy ;) that you can be with your dad. He can hold you tight, and of course he tells you that he has lot of room In his white van in his home that you would fit nicely.One step Dream, one step and you could he happy forever. But you never believe him. you always feel tempted, but there is something about him that you can’t trust. Is it the way that he stares at your small body, or the way that he tries to take hold of you, tries to grab your small dirty hand and drag you to the dark side? You don’t know, all you know is that you can’t trust death. He took your father. He wasn’t going to take you as well… anyways, yeah, your skin in as pale as a ghost.

The forest swallows you, but you aren’t scared. You never are never scared of the forest. The forest is your life. You feel comforted by the way the darkness absorbs all the light,after all, you preferred the dark, OJ’s steady breathing fills your ears, you smile. He has always been scared of the dark. You place a gentle hand on his back, calming him down slightly. The Darkness seems to go forever, left right, centre. All you can see is the darkness that swallows all the light. Darkness, tries to swallow you to, but never succeeds, Darkness cannot have, the light to the stormy night. Darkness cannot have the starts in the sky. Darkness cannot have the child of the forest. slowly you draw closer and closer to the place that you call your home. The only place where you feel safe.