A song was echoing. The world was red. Red flowers in spectacular bloom filled every patch of earth as far as the eye could see. Overhead, the brilliant sky stretched on without a cloud to be seen. The field seemed to be deserted. Yet the song flowed across the world of red and blue. It was slow at times, fast at others, but always soft. With notes of both cheer and grief, it continued. The song ended on a beautiful high note.
“Encore!”
Ah. Everyone says otherwise, but I think this place is beautiful. Everyone says otherwise, but I think this place has something new to offer every day. When I first laid eyes on this place, my mind went blank. I’ve seen this place dozens of times now, but even now I find it beautiful. I never get tired of it. I want to see it again tomorrow, too.
But… I think I’m the only one who thinks that way. Is something wrong with me? Am I insane? Am I broken? This world is brilliant. That’s right. It calms and encourages me. It helps me to forget the hardships in my life. But even if that’s proof that something is wrong with me, that I’m insane and broken… Even still, I’m glad that I can think this way. I treasure this moment, when I feel this way.
Ah. I’m going to gaze out at this place in the days to come. Even if the rest of the world calls this place ugly, And even if it goes against all human morals to call it beautiful, I’ll keep watching this place, for as long as it moves my heart.
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