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A Distant Dream
He looked up to the melancholy sound of the cello, the low, hollow notes haunting and beautiful. His heart grew heavy in his chest, and the strange stirring of emotions left him unsure and confused, and for the first time he had come to understand beauty. In the pale light of the moon, he stared up in awe even as tears came unbidden. Rough hands tore him from his reveree and when he turned to face his 'caretaker' the man could only give him some strange, knowing smile. His heart fell with a heavy weight. Bowing his head in submission, he went with the man - though not before turning back, and sneaking one last glance at the girl, and the sound of hope. Somehow he knew that he'd meet her again some day... the guardian angel that walked him through the darkness.
Last edited by Polyanthes; 09-09-2015 at 08:26 PM.
Pain. Agony. It was all he had come to know for the last few days - it was almost enough to make him forget himself. Almost. He looked up to the bright white light above his head, his body convulsing and every muscle in his body contracting at once. All he wanted was to die.
"Wake up, boy." The commanding voice of that damnable woman pierced through the fog of his muddled thoughts, and when he turned to look at her, her sharp features were out of focus. Soon enough she came to light, "Good. Continue the experiment, doctor..." As quickly as she had given the command, pain racked his body, coursing through him as sure as blood - and so he remained there, wishing he could just die.
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