The Eye of Joy

Clouds. When the sky is cloudy, most of them do not part. Matter of fact, they linger for hours and hours. Sometimes even days. However, when they do part, the sunlight breaks through. The black dots that cover the sky are dethroned, and the true king of the sky emerges with it's light. The clouds move on, on to it's next adventure. Some of them get extinguished by the light and the heat that the sun brings.

The mirror, illusioned glass, shatters.

EPISODE 7

The noise wakes me up. It's dark in the hospital wing, and the window in front of him is nothing but a soulless reflection of darkness. 

Why did I wake up? I'm sure that I heard something, though. Oh well. Must be my imaginat-

There. Standing 5 feet away from him was her. His pulse quickened. 

There. The fire. There. Their house.

There, the cherry blossom tree to the left of their house that she loved so much. There, there, there, there, there, there-

There.

His eyes blurred with memories that he had tried with every fibre of his being to forget. Water fell from his eyes at an alarming rate. The hospital wing was empty except for the patrolling guards. It was only him that day in the hospital wing. There was no one else. He was alone. All alone. 

Fractured bits and pieces of his true reality started to pierce through the facade, the fake wall that was never truly there, and suddenly..he was alone. Truly alone. Away from the night guards. Away from the hospital wing. Away from..everything.

He was in a puddle. He tried to move, but it wouldn't let him. Something was holding every atom of his body in place. Around him, there was nothing but darkness. And yet he himself emitted light. Barely. The sound of a faint heartbeat. The circle, again. The same messy lines, the same multicoloured circle that seemed to beat with his heart. Then..an eye. It emerged from the circle, staring deep into Hiacho's soul. It didn't speak, yet only spoke once. How he heard it, Hiacho didn't know. The voice spoke deep within Hiacho's heart. The voice resounded within his heart, mind body and soul.

How were you chosen? He never chooses them who are this weak. This must be a mistake. And yet..he never makes mistakes. How can you be? It doesn't make any sense.

How can you be..

..Joyous?

Then it disappeared, going from nothingness to deeper nothingness. Then I woke up.