"It was the day , sky was clear , and Lucien was helping me shape the project. Meanwhile, an eerie sound reached my ears ,and I felt that something unnatural is about to happen. I looked at the sky __a pure blue lightening_like structure struck us ....
I collapsed for a mysterious reason; otherwise, I wouldn't have .
When I opened my eyes, I felt tired . I suddenly thought of Lucien, but he was nowhere to be seen. Anxiety crept in , and I began searching for him.
I looked everywhere__ I even rushed down the hills , crossed the river ,and passed through the nearby village, but all in vain . I couldn't find Lucien .
I returned downhearted. I didn't dare to open my main picket door because without Lucien ,this house didn't feel like home.
I sat near a precipice and stared at the horizon. It appeared different today ,as it were heralding the begining of a dark dusk__ one that would be followed by a long and ceaseless night.
Perhaps the night that could haunt thousand of lives ...a nightmare. Maybe the dawn was unforseen .
Everything around my soul made me non existent __even the trees and wind seemed
to gossip about my deception .
My heart was melancholic that I was out of breath. I missed Lucien as woefully as a bird misses the sky when imprisoned.
My soul had never ached for anyone before , regardless of their presence in my life
but __Lucien was an exception .
"When I left my parents home ,I vowed never to let anyone in__ but Lucien queitely rewrote that curse in his name .
Birds returned to their nests ;some hid themselves in the dense embrace of the trees .
But what about those who were forsaken .
I couldn't get up from the place where I had sat five hours ago.
I had already sobbed heavily;I didn't have the energy to cry anymore . I need some rest, but I couldn't sleep in such a sarrow.
The night was as long as I had expected, but eventually ,I woke up 10 a.m., still in the same place whre I had sat since dusk . That was quite unusual for me.
So many days had passed, yet I couldn't get over it . I couldn't eat or sleep properly__
I would often find myself crying those days.
Sometimes,I would go for a stroll to ease the weight of my sarrows.
One day, I wondered into the woods. It was a dangerous place __ no one was allowed to enter without permission. According to the village rules, anyone who wished to go in had to seek approval from Village head and provide a valid reason.
But i was so lost in my own memories that I didnt even realise where my feet were taking me .
By the time I came to my senses.
I had already walked two kilometres deep into the forest. That's when I realised__
I had committed a crime .
Now I was torn__
should I go to the village head and apologize ?after all, I wasn't in my senses. But if I did go, i might be punished__ and perhaps I can't bear the punishment. So, I decided not to go...
The next day was cloudy and chilly . I felt so strange at home that I decided to go for a stroll again. while wandering ,I reached a bridge . It wasn't very long ,but it looked haunted. No one else , except me , would choose such a shabby bridge for a walk. Others might prefer parks, Streets or hills
but __I choose a haunted bridge.
As I stood there , observing it closely, i realised it wasn't as shabby as it first appeared. Maybe it really was haunted, but the place had a calm, strange charm . I felt it suited me__ or perhaps I simply connected with it because I was alone, observing it with raw emotions .
Lately, I seemed to have developed an intrest in weird and ruined place. I didn't care about the mythological beliefs tied to them. While people followed old tales and feared such places , I quietly went against the rules. After all, everyone has their own perspective of judgement __and maybe ,their own reasons too .
On the bridge , a guy appeared before my eyes, wearing yellow sweater and a baggy__ sky blue jeans. Handsome at first sight__ an undeniably attractive man .
At first , his face was blur to me . I din't know wheather it was an illusion or if my eyes were simply failing me . But as he came closer , i saw__ it was Lucien. In that moment, I didn't care about hallucinations, nor did I care about reality . The image of Lucien imprinted on my retina was enough to make me believe in the realm of trust. I wasn't shocked ,but I was amazed __to see Lucien once again in my life .He passed by my side without even looking at me , as if we had never met before... as if we were complete strangers.
It shattered my heart into an infinity number of pieces. The haunted bridge stood silent , holding only two souls __ once lovers, now strangers; once best friends ,now unacquainted __walking past each other in opposite directions.
One left behind,betrayed and broken. The other ,as if they never cared.
Lucien walked away__ farther and farther from my sight __and I stood there, rooted in place, watching him go. I kept hoping he would turn back...just once. But he vanished again .
"He wasn't Lucien ", my heart whispered. But what if he was ?
My existence felt like an Ash carried by the wind__ drifting aimlessly, never caring where it lands .Wheather Lucien has forgotten me, or simply doesn't want to be entangled with me anymore , it doesn't matter now.
What matters is....he still exists somewhere in this real world.
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