Date: 2/8/2022
By Ecnelis_Lataf
I remember feeling like I was falling. Falling through the sky, waiting to hit the ground, only to open my eyes and be lying by a pond. It was clear and beautiful. Reflecting the sunny sky on its surface. After laying there a while… I finally chose to look into the pond. At my own face. I saw a young man. No. I saw a teenager. He couldn’t be more than 15. His hair was white as snow. Both eyes were a pale blue. Like ice. His skin was pale white. Like he hadn’t been out in the sun much at all. But he felt mature for his age. Battle-hardened.