About The Forest
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Raven and Wolf
Wishes On The Stars
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Music of The Stars
Friday, July 2, 2010
If you want to fly, you've got to learn to fall
Falani listened hard. Slowing her breathing. Her ear was pressed against the wooden door, tears falling from her gentle eyes. Her glazed eyes atred right out of the window, taking in the view of the nightsky. The tension in the house was unbelievable. It had always been this way ever since she was born but she had never gotten used to it. The tension followed her wherever she went, like a wandering spirit, haunting her days.
Whenever she was spotted out in the village, silence would fall upon hustle and bustle of the villagers. Hushed words would fly around and Falani would be left with her awkwardness and fallen hopes. Silence and Loneliness were her constant companions, refusing to leave her side.
Like the loyal friends they were, they had followed her around for all her fourteen short years in life.
"What's wrong with me? Why am I treated so differently?" she would think to herself.
Falani would spend hours in front of the mirror when she was younger, just staring at the reflection. She had ebony black eyes that seemed to pierce into any soul she came across. her strands of charcoal-black hair curled around her perfect heart-shaped face. She looked like any other average little girl. But why, oh why was she alienated? All the other villagers and children shunned her like she was carrying an infectious disease that would knock them dead in three seconds flat.
If it was not her looks, what was it?
Falani never knew. She always wanted to know. She begged her father for answers, only person in the household who seemed to radiate with the warmness and concern no one else could give her when she called upon him.
Kearn would look into her eyes, without flinching, which was hard for anyone to accomplish.
"Falani, you're the greatest gift I've ever received."
That was all she could get out of her father. It seemed unrelated though. Like he was just trying to make her feel better. Falani would lock herself in her room every night, silently crying tears of heartache. What was wrong with her? Was it her personality? But they would not know how she was like without even giving her a chance to interact with them. Why was the world so cruel to her, putting her in such a tight position?
Falani's mother, Abila neglected her. It was as if she was a crawling bug on the window-pane. Not deserving to be taken notice of. Harmless but worthless as well. Falani only had a memory of her mother ever showing any affection to her. It was blurred and had many white spaces in between, like all of her meagre amount of good memories did.
Falani was five then. She had pricked her finger while trying to untie her kite from a rose bush. Falani fell back onto the ground, bawling out loud. Her index finger was scratched and bleeding. The fresh blood and pain had startled her. Abila came out of the kitchen. She picked Falani up.
"What's wrong, honey? Oh silly little girl, there's nothing to cry about."
Abila spoke to Falani gently, bandaging her index finger, holding her close against her body. Falani was moved. She felt warm and vulnerable both at once. She thought nothing more mattered in the world at that moment. She had her mother holding her in a loving embrace. She needed nothing more. But then, things took a spin.
They were never the same again.
Raven and Wolf posted at 6:41 AM
those beautiful stars...