September 1st was supposed to be the day; The day when what they had would last half year. Back then she made a mistake. She chose herself before them. To this day she regrets it. What happened was because of her fear. That fear that caused a rift. Isolating herself from everyone. Anxiety, fear, confusion are a strange set. This set made her deviate from herself and her heart. It’s has been months, the bond between them is revived. The emotions along with it. Their stars may not align. The moon may not shine in her dark sky. But she wishes to fix their bond to what it was six months ago on the September 1st.
Far stands a mighty peak, the absolute purpose, shimmering and resolute. Eyes fall upon a sight at its level, witnessing the dense forest, filled with the wild and unknown. The untrodden and the completely exploited, unfold in front of the eyes. Gleaming with innocence, untouched by ill-works of world, those child like eyes take up the journey towards the ultimate purpose.
Rocks, traps, and falls innumerable, fights, broken chords umpteen, all endured for the sight of the peak. incalculable twists and turns unfurl, eyes hunt for the known, yet all seem bleak.
Paths changed, sight changed, so did those eyes. The peak came within reach, the persuit paved its way to the mighty, the shimmering and resolute purpose. Yet a transformation occured, a change that could not be undone.
The eyes which once gleamed with innocence, purity and sanity, was now stripped off of its high held virtue. The jungle had tainted the eyes, the wildness hunted down its sanity, purity was tarnished in the persuit.
What remained was hollow, remnants of the once complete. Persuit of the peak was achieved, but void eyes were born, blind of their previous life.