▬▬ ⩨ PAUSED ⩨ ▬▬
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

▬▬ ⩨ LOCATION ⩨ ▬▬
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
N3AR SIDE :: INTERMISSION
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

▬▬ ⩨ JIN ⩨ ▬▬
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
VOICE NOTE :: SUNSET
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Yet again the flames were dying along with the orangish hue. Kai, your father isn't just lost in the sea. Remember that the moon is there at every sun set, even when the darkness is engulfing me, I'm still roving like our heavy boll.

I hope to be there with you but the chances are rare, I may be.

Stay safe, love you.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

The sole sound of Jin's voice note resonated, overpowering any other vibration of titter.

Chirping sounds of birds were a lifetime experience for the boy however Kaito wasn't having it. His mind was the baby sulking at the timing of the achievement.

When he wished to go and find life then Mi Casa refused to let him go, now that he lost all the excitement then the dawn brought life into his perception.

"Are you enjoying the view, Kai?" Mi sounded as cheerful as ever, "isn't it what you have always wished to see."

Kaito's point of view.

❝ Everytime I pick my pen, there's a shortage of ink. And I ain't talking about the liquid. ❞ She herself is the content.

She is aware but her brain is less responsive to the factual.

Thus the writer gave me the opportunity to convey my own emotions. Mind me telling, informing you that she is late, by her tone I assumed she is in no better situation than your beloved character aka me, Kaito.

And now that I have to do this kind of ritual each month, I should name the diary first.

It's a short one with months noted on each blank page, my diary will be called Abyss.

Ask in which sense, look at my eyes you'll have to run away in your defence. This is just a representation of the words the author failed to describe.

She couldn't look me in the eyes, knowing the situation she put me into. I'm not the worst one to be but none of her characters were ever this helpless and bound.

I think she pity me, for the sake of the story, let's carry on with the first month.

It's been over a month, twenty seven days to be exact. Just a few more hours down the line for the moon to complete a circle around Mulittang. I should use him here.

Look at me like the moon as my father compares him with the same. And the logic is that we all revolving in a pattern, no matter if it's logical or just so dumb of us to be hovering out of force of a matter.

Does the moon ever realize that he's working for nothing? I wish he is familiar with the fact that he controls the seas on this Mulittang. And if we see my journey which started 27 days ago with the same perspective then should I realise that my father can be there alive, it's not healthy to give up in a situation this much critical?

Well, I do not realise the fact.

I do not feel the need to run when there's no one on the other land. Land of water it is, water is the saviour and water is the grave. Not a quote, nor wording to rhyme, it's just what my father's fate could be.

I don't want to go there and be confirmed but Mi is never listening. Yes, I was up for becoming the saviour when I had time.

But the last voice note flooded all my hopes. If my father had spent ten years returning then I'd probably take the same to reach him. How will I save him!?

You know finding life was fun, in this short journey of twenty seven days. I did what I was asked for, obeyed with my mouth sealed as Mi likes. However the thing I'm forced to discover is my own father's nonexistent, how can I be up for that?

I know the end, you know that too.

And by this point you still have hopes then I smile at your naive blind belief.

Look at the abyss, isn't it too deep?

Are you the same as the author, unable to dive in my orbs? Well, at least you know what I feel, she probably thinks that I'm weak. She is right, watch me dive.

I need to look more, the first page is a bit too long. Maybe you should know about the environment, well listen the the birds in the background and visualise the first rays of sunrise. Just like in the movie.

Do you live in a place where the trees grow up in the span of ten years? If yes then I have grown just like that.

Without my father. In a spaceship. And here I go repeating this but The Astronaut should come back to me, why didn't he?

The question should never be answered, I want to live in this myth. At least I convince myself that he is safe, somehow water had mercy and he survived, he's alive.

But no, Mi will need to stamp it on a page and maybe you'll read it in future. Read that I was right the whole damn time.

For the past few days I've been building this aura around me; I walk around with my head down, eyes gravy with the depth of the sea. A total bird nest of my hair. Body, almost lifeless, probably a zombie.

But what makes my situation worse is this chain around my neck, Mr detective metal.

What is it used for? Many things actually.

The first thing it does is send my location to Mi Casa. If this doesn't sound bad then if I cross a limited distance then it grips my neck in a headlock. It doesn't stop here, if I will try getting rid of it then I will get shocks and Mi said there's other features too.

I'm in no mood of discovering the other features, which must be this bad or worse. However telling you this that I can not take you out of the lake, into the woods was my intention. The sound of the woods is so calm that I need to discover it but can't.

A melody I've never heard, addictive as I have been trying to play it on Chris (guitar) for more than a week now.

In the end the string doesn't sound the same, even if I copied the rhythm, it's different and not as captivating as the growls of an unknown identity.

Maybe it's not a mechanism, it's a being?

What's more interesting is that this lake is full of deep blue piranhas. How pretty that their colour is to convey a wide range of loving, affectionate, and happy feelings.

They are getting their happy ending as I just watched a mammal being devoured by them, for the deer it's brutal and ironic.

From here I picked the line, "Land of water it is, water is the saviour and water is the grave." Noone smiles, don't try to find it.

Not even on the face of those twelve inch blunt heads with strong jaws bearing sharp, triangular teeth that meet in a scissor-like bite, they look sad and guilty.

But that's not what it's really like, I'm just watching my reflection in their eyes.

Now you probably can figure me out, I know many things and awareness is in my nerves but I'm not the one to act.

You can cast a joke on it and call me names, but my world is saviour and also my grave. In rest seconds to be alive, I pray to stay weak at the abyss with my father's voice notes holding me up, faith.

What to breathe in, I would like your hate.

𝗩𝗢𝗧𝗘
[𝖸𝖾𝗌/𝖭𝗈]

𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧
[𝖸𝖾𝗌/𝖭𝗈]

𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗ㅤ𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧ㅤ1350+ㅤ❞

𝗣𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗ㅤ𝗢𝗡ㅤ30 Nov, 2022ㅤ❞

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥ㅤ𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘ㅤNow who was the one feeling happy after watching The Astronaut Mv where Jin refuses to go back to his world. (If it's you then go cry because Kaito was waiting for him ㅠ•ㅠ)ㅤ❞

𝗣ㅤ𝗦ㅤ::ㅤKai is meㅤ❞

▬▬▬▬ 𝗞𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗔 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗶𝗠𝗲𝗚𝗶𝗡𝗲𝗦𝗼𝗡 ❞