Impact Of A Soul To A Soul From A Soul

He stepped into the shop, palely, confused and frustrated. He was greeted by Emily, but he was not himself, he looked fierce, to her.

I don’t know anything. I don’t know where is she?
Tell me what you know. Who is he?
I really don’t know anything!

Emily looked scared. She’s manning the music shop alone and I guess she’s just scared that Marcus would go berserk there. She assured him that she knew nothing about it. Marc knew that she knew more that she was telling and Emily knew that too. She was just hoping to keep him at bay to prevent anything happening.

Marc left, leaving Emily breathing a sigh of relieve. Marc grabbed his helmet and jumped on to his bike. He ignited his bike and put it to gear one set off to the road. His mind’s blank as he rode on the road. His big bike roared as he sped on the road

Selena called him the day before, breaking up with him. He was stunned, for he did not noticed anything wrong. Marc was dazed and did not know what to say. After Selena finished, she just hung up and Marc was still holding on to his cell phone, still in disbelieve. A sudden rush of impulse went to his hands, like a sudden rush of speed and anger, his cell phone landed against the wall, breaking into pieces as it landed on the floor.

His friend has been telling him that there must be something wrong for they only meet during week days and weekends are like free and easy. Marc dismisses all those remarks, setting aside all the doubt and believing Selena.

With her words still ringing in his ears and lingering in his mind, tears began to flood in his eyes. He blinks to try to focus on the road and the tears started rolling down his cheek, inside, wetting his full face that was hugging his head. As he sped through the highway, he kept blinking his eyes to try to clear his vision.

He disclosed the front panel of his full face to wipe the tears with his leather gloves. As he clears the tears, he realized that a trailer was right in front of him, less than a hundred meters away. He knew he could not avoid it in any way, with a terrifying shriek of the tyres trying to grip the roads as he engaged fully on his brakes, skidding in the direction of the trailer.

Marc closes his eyes, not knowing his fate. His bike hits the trailer with a loud bang and in a split second, he followed. The moment as he engaged the brakes with all his might, time seemed to have frozen to a complete stop. Everything seems to have slowed down, to an almost complete halt.

As his bike skidded on its side towards the trailer, Selena’s words played back again.

I’m sorry Marcus, I’ve not been truthful.
I was going out with someone at the same time as I was going out with you
I did not pick anyone of you, I choose to let go, both of you.
I’m sorry.
Goodbye.

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What did you do? Tell me now! What have you done!

I just smiled. I am content. More than content I must say. As I fall to the ground almost lifeless. Professor Briana displayed a horrified and petrified look as she could not believe what is happening.

I lifted my hands to try to comfort her, but my hand just passed here like air. My hands are fading away. It’s becoming transparent in view. Briana held dropped on her knees beside me and kept asking me why, to which I just smiled.

Why? Why did you have to do this! You don’t need to do this! It does not have to end this way… why! Why! Why!
Don’t cry. I know what I’m doing. This is the best I could think of.

The bangle from my left arm dropped to the ground making a faint sound as the substance hit the tiled floor. I shed a tear, the last few tears. Within the bangle is etched Em, short for Emily, whom was laid to rest not long ago. Even the bangle is starting to fade.

Why did you destroy the machine? Now there is no way to change it!
I’m not sure if you will get to know Em after this, but I know both of you will be well.

Bri leaned her head on my shoulder and chest as I lie there, fading away. She then hugged and held me in her arms pulling me off the ground resting my head on her shoulder. I could still feel her warm tears flowing down her cheek, wetting my face and shoulders.

The race began a while ago, as all the memories raced against each other, trying to get to my mind, showing me of the past. The past that will not happen, that will be wiped of just like dirt on the window panes. I know that I do not have much time left not to mention energy or molecular mass.

Bri, thanks for all that you have done for me. I’ll never forget you.
If you do meet Em, I know you two would be good friends
I’m sorry, both to you and Em.

I could not verbalize some of the words in my mind, for it would not make any difference anymore. Deep down, my love prevailed, but I can’t show it. I shed one last tear and closed my eyes.

Bri’s grip disappeared. She was holding on to air now. Bri looked up to the machine next to her, the label, time machine. Then Emily, came into the room, almost fell knocking on a table.

I’m looking for Professor Briana, Briana Banks. I’m you new assistant.

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By the time you get this, I don’t know what condition it’s in. I hope that you can still read this and it’s still readable. I do not wish to scare you or anything but I just have no reason to go on. It’s just killing me from inside out.

I know whatever I said will not make any difference, not before and not now. I just do not know how to put this and I do not know how to communicate. May be it’s just me, may be I’m just not good in communication. There is so much I want to tell you, so much I want to let you know, but I just do not know why I can’t open my mouth to tell you all these. Hence here I am writing this to you, out of desperation may be, out of disappointment may be, at myself of coz.

I just want to tell you that you mean the world to me and all this miscommunication is not your fault, but mine. I just do not know how to communicate with you. I do not tell you certain things because I do not want you to worry. It’s not good to worry, and I don’t want you to worry. May be I just do not know how to tell you, in a way that will not make you worry or think otherwise intended.

Because of my inefficiency in communication too let us to many fights and arguments. I do not deny that most of the arguments could have been avoided if I’d known what to say at the right time. I just want to tell you that every word that you have said hurts me badly, piercing through my heart every time I hear it or replay it back in my head. I know it was not your intention, but I cannot control my feelings if it felt hurt in a way.

I did not write this with the intention to make you feel bad or anything. I just want to tell you that I do cherish all the time we had and my only regret is that I did not know how to communicate with you. If only we could have talked in a more civilized manner, we could have gone to the ends of the earth

I just want to apologize to you again for all the grieve and anger that I caused from my miscommunication. If only we could’ve communicated better.

The letter was covered with blood as he was still clutching it in his hand, crumpling it. She was stunned when she arrived eyeing the pool of blood on the floor. It dyed the letter in thick red blood and the crumpled letter was still in his hand, as if not letting go until passed to the rightful recipient. She fell on bended knees holding the partially blood soaked letter, speechless. She looked up the eighteen storey high building, stunned.

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I broke down in tears… crying like a helpless baby. My grip on the sheets tightened as if trying to tear it apart. Clutching to the favourite pillow that was given to me by him, I cried even louder. My baby posture covered only half the bed, well the middle half that is, of the single bed that we used to sleep in.

He was always manly, sleeping soundlessly while I lay my head beside his chest, slumbering to my dream, my dreams that consisted him as well. As I clutched tightly to the white pillow, my tears soaked the pillow, turning it to a shade of grey.

I still could not believe it, the fact that he is no longer in my life. The one person that I wanted most to spend my days, hours, minutes and seconds with. My dreams, they have just been crushed as he slammed gently closed the door behind him. I did not even dare to comprehend the truth, the truth that was told by Christopher to me. I just did not have the courage or the energy to digest all of that. I just don’t want to know or think of it.

I could not control myself as I think of each and every moment that we shared together. The wonderful moments that we shared together, the fun that we had together and most of all, the feelings that we had together. I cried even louder clutching the pillow near trying to pacify the sound.

Are you all right Jack?

A knock was heard on the door. His best friend was worried bout him as he knew about what had happened just a while ago as he saw Christopher asked him to take care of Jack.

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She slapped her again and again. Athena was stunned. Her face was red from all the brute force Jasmine used on her. Her face was soaked with tears and numb from the slapping.

Why can’t you stand up? Why can’t you let go?
But I loved him. I loved him very much
I loved him too Athena. I loved him very much too

Athena was going out with Theo for a couple of year and they were talking about getting together forever. But unfortunately, he was on a business trip to Germany, got killed by an accident in the factory he was working in.

Since then Athena has been sad, and fragile, bursting to tear on every occasion that reminded her of him. She had only Jasmine, whom stands by her side comforting her and taking care of her. Jasmine was like a sister to her.

Jasmine slapped Athena again.

When are you going to wake up? He’s gone. He’s no longer here anymore.
It’s so hard, everything reminds me of him. Do you know that?
I don’t know that, but what I know is that you are damaging and hurting yourself.

Athena stared right into Jasmine’s eyes as like a hungry tiger. She knew that what Jasmine has said is the truth, since the day that Theo left, she hasn’t been eating right, sleeping right and not even living right. She attempted suicide but was saved by her best friend Jasmine. Jasmine was to her a savior, a sister, a best friend. Jasmine was the one who helped her and Theo get together in the first place five years ago.

Are you going to listen to me Athena? Will you listen to me? Stop all these nonsense, stop hurting yourself!
But why? Why did he had to go like that? We were supposed to be living happily ever after… I believed in our fairy tale
Listen to me Athena! He’s gone, he will no longer come back! Wake up! Wake up to reality!
I can’t! I just can’t do it! I miss him so much! I miss him so much!
Do you think that he would like to see you like this? Do you think he will be happy to see you torturing yourself with his departure? Don’t you think he will be sad and blames himself for all this?
But! But!
But what! He loved you, simple! He wanted you to be happy and he will never want to see you like this! I loved him too. I loved him very much too!
You… you loved him too?

Athena was surprised. The best friend that helped her in the courtship between her and Theo loved him too. What is happening? If she loved him so much why did she… Athena is confused. Jasmine never uttered a word of this to her before.

Suddenly everything became so clear. Jasmine was in love with Theo just like herself, but when she expressed it, she decided to help her to get Theo’s attention rather than to compete with her. Now Athena knew how much Jasmine is hurting. She spent so much time with Theo while Jasmine could only wish for it.

Athena knew what Jasmine said was right. Theo would never want to see her in this condition. He would only want to see her happy. She grabbed Jasmine by her hands and pulled her slowly closer to her body. Their eyes were both soaked with tears now while their cheek wet with the warm tears.

Thanks Jasmine for being here with me all the time. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry too, Athena.

They hugged each other closely and tightly. Then wiped away each others tears. From that day onwards, both of then kept Theo in their hearts and when they think of him, instead of being sad and sorrowful, they smiled and hugged each other, knowing that Theo is now happier, as they bonded more closely and living life better. Athena and Jasmine got closer than ever since that incident…

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The rain poured from the sky, the darkened grey sky seemed to know what I wanted. The sun hid behind the silver lining of the clouds. Trying to stray away from looking at me, a mere mortal standing in the middle of nowhere. I smiled, knowing that this is the solitude that I have been waiting for, the solitude that I have been yearning for.

As the rain drops hits my now numb body and face, it splashed into multiple droplets of water. I could not feel a thing as I embraced the cold droplets of water falling from the sky. Falling from my beloved sky, crying from the crack of the clouds.

I welcomed the rain standing on the ground, so wanting to float up to sky. In a matter of seconds of the pouring rain, I was wet throughout my body with just my plain t shirt and jeans clutching to my vulnerable body of bones wrapped with skin. I could taste the kiss from the rain as the small droplets hits my lips, ever so gently kissing them. The sensual feeling of the rain, tastes like moist cherries, as they kept pecking on my lips, as if not wanting to let go. Holding me tight as the kissing continues ever so deeply.

The droplets fell into my eyes and then carefully moving to the rim of my eyes. I closed my eyes, letting the rain do as it desires. The ecstatic feeling of caressing my eyes with its sweet sensuous droplets on my eyes, cheek and ears seems to be only justifiable as the tongues of the rains caresses them with a jolt of spark electrocuting me every now and then. I tilted my head high trying to look up straight into the sky but the sweet rain does not seem to allow opening of my eyes, and it was arousing me in a way, the suspense of what was going on and what was going to happen. As the lips of the rain move slowly down my neck, I could feel my body jerking uncontrollably. I could not control myself, I really could not. The rain seems to be caressing my hair, running through my hair like it was silk as it kept satisfying my body.

The rain has totally wet my clothes and they now hug on tight as if it does not exist. The caressing of the rain again my body, hugging me ever so tightly, felt so warm, even though each droplet carried with it the coldness of the weather. As I raised my hand in a forward hugging motion I could felt the caressing on my facial properties getting more intense and the hugging getting more sensuous. Every inch I move, I could feel it was trying to hug me tighter, as if I would disappear the very next moment.

The lips of the rain seems to be doing so much, caressing not only my lips, neck, eyes, ears, all at the same time, but even my body thoroughly. A sensation that I have never felt before, a sensation that I would give in to, a sensation that I could never resist. I gave in to the basic instinct of my body, the animal instinct that I have been hiding all these years, an instinct that no one has seen before.

As I felt the caressing rain moves slowly downwards to my chest, I felt my body losing control totally to the will of the rain… I’m losing but yet I do not detest it. The sweet touch on my chest running in motion jerks up emotions that could not be explained. As it arouses my senses, my chest jerk and my breathing becomes fast and shallow. The heart seems to be pumping faster and faster, sending blood rushing to my head and every vital organ in my body. My thoughts runs wild as blood rushed to the brain, not allowing it to stop thinking, imagining, the possibilities of a sensual experience taking place, right there and then.

The faded blue jeans, now all wet, showing the bulge as erection took place even in the cold rain. In that moment I felt I was one with nature, no not nature, I was one with the rain. The ecstatic feeling, the sensuous feeling, the sexual feeling, the feeling of oneness, the feeling that I could not get elsewhere. Oh my lover, take me away with you. Let me be one with you. Caress me like you’ve been caressing me. Hold me tight as the clothes clutching my body. Kiss me with your sweet lips and tongue.

I could never find another like you. I will never find another like you… oh my affair with you, RAIN. The only affair I want…

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Muaaa haaa haaa haaa haaa…
I am finally down.
I can’t even lift my head or my limb… all I can do is just batting my eyelashes.
I feel so heavy… so heavy inside…
All my energy… where has it gone to… I’m drained… I’m totally drained.

Zack is lying there… lifeless on his bed. He has not been himself of late. He has been working around the clock even on his rest days. Something is deeply bothering him, but he kept it in himself. He muttered not a word of it but just kept quiet. He deprived himself of all the joy of rest and sleep… making his mind work throughout the day till night, not even letting it rest on weekends.

He still could not grasp the reality of what has recently happened. He yearned for a miracle and it happened to him, although late and unsuspected but he was thrilled and amazed. The exhilarating feelings have not exited his body and soul, but then another feeling has been crushing his soul. A feeling so strong that it surpasses all the hope and happiness he has harnessed. Excruciating pain to the heart, his small little heart has been literally cut apart.

We are not mean to be together… you just do not have the character I’m looking for
But then why in the first place… it’s just a month… I’m changing you know
I’m sorry… we were just not meant to be together…

Zack kept replaying the scene over and over again… not knowing what went wrong. He was devastated… he was dying inside. Though he still portrayed the happy shell with a lot of smile and dedication at work, his soul was dying slowly… not knowing the cause.

Zack now lay on his empty bed with only his small pillow. Clutching to his age old pillow, tears flowed down from his eyes down along his cheek wetting his hair. He has not stopped crying since that day… it seems to be a routine to him. He hated himself, a lot, tremendously.

He closed his eyes… feeling the warmth of his tears around his eyes, cheek and hair. Took a deep breath and he promised to himself…

I will never cry for you anymore. I promise I will not cry anymore… for anyone anymore…

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Go… get out of here… go now…

Vaness could not do anything. She could only watch all the events that are happening in front of her eyes. It was like nightmare, a movie that could never happen, and she was numb by what had happened.

Jorge was like a big brother, a protector. Jorge and Vaness has been childhood friends since they could both remember and they decided to go on this journey together to help save humanity, something that they both share and have strong principles in.

Jorge is struggling just a mere few meters from where she sat helplessly. As she watched, she could see the beast marching nearer and nearer. He held up his huge barrel and looked at vaness… his eyes shining brightly as the light reflected from the tears welling in his eyes. He then pressed the trigger and shifted his sight from her. He aimed at the beasts only known as Hata. These dark creatures’ looks fish like with webbed feet sharp teeth. Their limbs are strong like bears and they have scales all over their body like lizards.

She could see the tension flowing in Jorge’s body as he fends of the beasts. As he points the huge barrel at the Hatas, he could see them fall one by one as the rounds pierced their scaly hard bodies. He knew that he would be outnumbered and that he did not have much firepower left… that is why he pushed Vaness into the hanger.

He kept firing and firing and firing at the Hatas but he could not seem to reduce their numbers. Then the clicking sound of the barrel filled the atmosphere. He has used his last round. Jorge gently released the barrel and it landed on the ground. The Hatas seemed to realized that they have the advantage now outnumbering the single soul. Jorge just turned and smiled at Vaness as he pulled out his combat knife. By this time he was surrounded by hundreds of Hatas.

As he tried to defend himself, he tried to pierce his combat knife into their skin but their tough skin just repelled his efforts. As he was outnumbered, the Hatas swarmed him like piranha feeding on a helpless fish. Vaness covered her mouth as he saw Jorge being swarmed. They tore him from limb to limb like a helpless doll. Vaness could still catch a smile on Jorge’s face as the titanium door came to a close. Vaness covered her face as tears streamed down her face. She could still hear the cries of the Hatas over their prey and the thumping on the titanium wall, trying to penetrate through to her. She could still hear him saying… “Go… get out of here… go now…”

Clutching to the pendant, the only remembrance for her of Jorge, she pulled herself up. She was still covered with the blood from Jorge’s wound as he defended her. As she walked to one of the shuttles, she could hear the giant titanium door giving way to the countless bashings of the Hatas.

Vaness boarded one of the shuttles and sat in the cockpit. With tears still flowing down her cheek, she pressed the emergency launch button on the cockpit, hesitantly. She knew she could not do anything to help Jorge, but still she could not believe that Jorge is no longer beside her. The countdown began and she strapped herself tight to the seat.

As the countdown ends, the engine fired up and she closed her eyes. She could not stop thinking about Jorge, how he has taken care of her and been by her side all this while. Now she has lost him, forever, a friend and a brother to her. As she was blasting off, images of Jorge played in her mind and she could only cry to comfort her soul. She has lost some one dear to her… forever.

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Mary lived with her step mother after the passing of her father. Mary is a beautiful girl and very good and hand crafts. She makes beautiful dolls, all handmade. Mary did not really get much opportunity to study as during her time, the industrial era, studying was meant more for the rich and also to boys most of the time.

The dolls that Mary makes are so beautiful that it enchants most everyone that looks at them. Her mother who works as a factory worker, did not make much money. When she discovered that the dolls that Mary makes have potential, she took a few of them and brought it to one of the toy store a few streets from their home. At first the owner was skeptical, but then once he held the dolls at hand, he knew that it was different. The owner made a deal with the woman, he will put the dolls in the shop and if it gets sold then he will pay her. Agreed to the terms, she left all 5 dolls made by Mary in the store and promised to come back in a week’s time.

Bruce walked by the store one day to look for a birthday present for his niece, who’s going to be 3. Bruce is a well known gentleman in the area as he is a doctor and of course he is nice.

Good morning doctor Bruce… looking for anything?
Yes, I’m looking for something for my niece, do you have any recommendations?
Well you can have a look at the dolls over there, they are handmade.

Bruce took one of the dolls and immediately felt there’s something different bout the doll. They were hand made to perfection. Every detail on the doll was made perfectly and no one is the same. All the dolls portrayed happiness and joy. He quickly bargained with the store owner, but the price was high, but Bruce felt it was worth it and paid the man.

One day, Mary went to see Bruce as she has been sick. After diagnosing Mary, Bruce came to the conclusion that she may be just tired. He found nothing wrong with Mary and gave her some vitamins. After a week, Mary went back to see Bruce and her condition worsened. She could not eat and her face was so pale, there was as though no life in her. Bruce diagnosed her thoroughly again, but he found no evidence or any trace that she was sick. Bruce was puzzled and he did not know what to do. Then he noticed a doll sitting quietly in her widely opened bag.

Can I have a look at the doll?
Yes doctor

Although the doll looks different, but he knew instantly that it resembled the one he bought a few weeks ago. The hand craft and the details though it’s different, but he knew she was the one who made them, all of them. After Mary left, Bruce was still puzzled as he could not figure out what was the problem with Mary. Then the next week he got a call from Mary’s mother asking him if he would make a house call and he obliged. To his surprise when he reached, he found Mary sitting there slowly making another doll. Again he could not find out what was wrong with Mary. He searched his memory in hopes to find a reason for this illness but he could not.

As the day passed, Bruce fell sick too. At first he thought he was overwork as he tries to find a cure for Mary. But after a while he found out that his symptoms resemble those of Mary. He tried to look for Mary but then he found out that she and her mother moved.

Bruce’s conditioned worsened, then he realized something, he was in love, in love with the girl who made those beautiful dolls, in love with Mary. When he started helping and diagnosing her illness, he had unknowingly fallen in love with her. He finally figured out what was wrong with him. He now knew what was wrong with Mary.

He searched for Mary for days, but to no avail. He knew he needed to talk to Mary before it’s too late. Then he remembers the toy store and asked the owner if he knew where they had moved to. It was another dead end as Mary’s mother would just drop the dolls there and come back to collect the money and drop off more dolls in a week’s time. Then he told Bruce that she would be coming the next day as it was a week ago that she came to the store.

The next day Bruce waited and the lady appeared. After collecting the money and dropped off more dolls, she hurried back and Bruce followed her. Bruce knew that she would not let him see Mary, so he followed and found out where they lived. He waited until she went out again before going up to look for Mary. Mary looked worse than before.

Mary… Mary… I know what is going on… I know why you are sick
Doctor Bruce… what… what do you mean?
You feel empty, all your beloved has been taken away… that is why you are sick
I don’t understand…
You dolls, they are everything to you. They are like you loved ones. When they are taken away from you… a part of you is being taken away too. There nothing wrong with your body, it’s your heart… it’s dying from love.
How do you know doc…
Because… because… I’m sick too, because you have been taken away from me…

The dolls were all that Mary had, she invested all her love in making each and every one of the doll. When they were taken away from her, a part of her goes with the doll. Her heart was sick and not her body. All her love was taken away from her, one by one, day by day. She had nothing to cling on… and so did Bruce. He feel in love with Mary and when he did not see her and then was deprived the knowledge of even where she was, he was heart sick. He needed to find Mary and tell her that he loved her and be with her, saving her from all the heartache. This is not a story that I wrote from my working mind, it’s actually a story which I studied as part of my literature class in school. I remembered it, and I remembered most of them. This is the recollection of the story, of coz the names and the story line may be a little different but the message… I’ll let you tell me about it

The danger of giving is as such…
Giving all the love I could give…
Expecting nothing in return…
Finally I knew why I have been sick
Will you make a difference in my life
Will I collapse this way?
Are you the one that will safe me?
Will you safe me?

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This is actually dedicated to Ah Sim… yes you darling…
I think this is a dedication gift to you and you have my blessings for that special day next month ok! Happiness always…

Oh my brave prince, you are here finally…
Yes my fair princess, I am here, and I will get you out of this dungeon.

The prince hurriedly opened the dungeon door with the key he got from one of his most loyal servants. The prince held his princess close to him grasping her hand ever so tightly as if she would just fade away the next minute. They groped in the dark dungeons, which was only lighted by a few torches. As they groped to the entrance of the dungeon, the prince could hear the sound of a guard, walking towards them. He quickly covered the princess’s mouth and asked her not to utter a word. Then he led her to the darkest area of there so they would not be seen. The guard, like many other guards just which are not observant, just walks past them and headed deep inside the dungeon.

The prince did not realize that he had taken so much time venturing and looking for his beloved princess. Now he has got less time go get out of the country’s vicinity before the guard sounds the alarm that the princess has escaped. He hurriedly pulled the princess by her hand and brought her out the entrance and they could smell the air of freedom in the air. The fresh night air blowing in their way refreshed them, especially the princess whom was thrown in to the dungeon several days ago.

We’ve got to get out of this place… they do not understand us.
Yes my prince… though I am saddened to leave but I cannot see this bloodshed because of us and neither could I not see you my prince.
I’m saddened too… to leave this place, my country, my heir, but I cannot live without you my beloved princess.
Then let’s go…

As they thread along the meadow not for from the dungeon, they heard the sound of alarm. It alerted all the guard in the vicinity to search for the escaped princess. They could hear the loud sound of the drums beats signifying the alarm has been set off. Soon after that they heard the thundering sound of the hooves of the palace horses. They knew the guard would soon get to them, so they decided to take the other way towards sea.

As they thread along the woods towards the shore, they could hear voices not far behind them…

Where are they?
Where did they go?
This way…
There are fresh tracks here…
This way, they must have gone this way…

They quickly hasten their steps in hope to reach the shores before they were caught. As they struggle to get to the shore, the princess fell and fractured her left leg. She begged her beloved prince to leave her behind but he just carried her on his back and they reached the shores. As the prince carried his love down the beach, they heard some voices shouting… “there they are, let’s get them, down there by the shores”

The prince was exhausted and dropped down on the sandy shore hurting both his knees while still carrying the princess. They knew they could not run anymore nor could they go any where else. The prince asked his beloved princess…

Are you ready? Ready to leave all this behind?
Yes my love. They should be no barriers to our love, not even our fathers the kings.
Then we shall leave all this behind… we shall live as we like… like lovers in love…
Yes my dear prince, let us leave this all behind dwell in love… our love.

The prince forcefully got up and carried the princess into the ocean. As the waves hit them concurrently a loud cry could be heard…

My prince… where are you going… come back at once
My princess… what are you doing… I demand you to come back at once
Your country will pay dearly for imprisoning my princess
Your country will be obliterated if anything is to happen to my prince

Hearing these conversations coming from two neighbouring kingdoms rulers set them in tears. How could these rulers be so selfish? How could they not think of their kingdom and just declared war… how could someone who rules their kingdom be so selfish?

Oh dear fathers, our king, our ruler… stop and ponder for a moment. We are truly in love and to separate us will kill us, don‘t you see that. Why can’t we have love between our kingdoms and not war. We have decided to be together and there is nothing that anyone can do to stop us. I’m sorry father… but I do not want to live in misery and regret the rest of my life… Please give me your blessings if you ever can forgive me, forgive us.
I’m sorry father… your princess will not be able to take care of you anymore. Please forgive me, please forgive us. And please no more war… no bloodshed should befall our kingdom or others, be it because of me or my beloved prince or anything. I hope peace and love will prevail…
Goodbye…
Goodbye…

The prince held up a bottle of bright colour liquid, shining through the bottle. He gave held it against his princess to drink and then he drank the rest of the liquid. A bright light shone from their direction and everyone was blinded for a while.

When the light disappeared, they were shocked to see a pair of white dolphins jumping in the air a little farther than where the prince and princess was last seen. It was as if they were jumping for joy and saying goodbye to everyone… wishing peace and love. The pair of dolphins were white as snow, but they realized that there were a patch of blood red near the left fin of one of the dolphin. The other white as snow too had 2 patches of red like blood on the lower part near the fins too. They realized that they have changed into the white dolphins.

After a while as both kingdom watches in amazement of what happened, they jumped in the air for one last time, the highest signifying their thanks, gratitude and love for all… before they swam away into the ocean. Now they are free, bound by no laws or family. They are free to love each other and be together. Forever… leaving behind humanity… only to live in their reality of love forever…

If you happen to see white dolphins, white as snow, it might be the prince and his beloved princess. As for the two kingdoms, what do you think happened after this?
Humanity is suppose to be kind and civilized, but it can turn out to be so selfish and barbaric.

I just feel like leaving humanity…
I just feel like being free…

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