I want to anchor

 the world has ended, not because of a disaster that leveled everything but a sigh that slowly cooled.

"Are you new? Wow, cool.", said Vermila a fairy who acted like a child as if she had never seen the world, one of the girls who will become a killer, who is only allowed to have pleasure.

I was silent, just carrying my suitcase and letting the dust fall to my white robe, there under the gray sky the ceaseless roar of the 'levricon', not because of hunger but rather a warning that what is the meaning of human existence .

"You are so tall hey hey, want to play with me"

The question that pierced my heart, she is a fairy, they are tools, tools don't need to have fun, tools to destroy, destroy everything to pieces.

"Oh umm, Vermilla is your name, right? I have to tidy up my room. I'm sorry but I don't have time, but after this maybe we will play together, I promise wait for me"

"YEEY, you promise", (his laughter was like broken glass).

 A beautiful afternoon with the scent of roses and jasmine, but unfortunately on this beautiful afternoon I prefer to lie

"Yes, we will play, you see, in the park we will play tag, so you can use your wings, oh, your wings are red, right?"

in the end I only formed a wound, a wound that will grow bigger one day, I only hope that the warmth he brings will embrace him in eternal darkness, Sometimes rules are there to be broken, rather than obeying them as if I were just a human being pressed by paper.

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