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A journey on the kunlun's mountain

Author: fatima_bint
Fantasy Romance
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Dimensi Ini, Kita Berbeda.

Kalian bisa menyebutku bajingan, pengecut, dan lain-lain, karena memang begitulah aku. Saat ini umurku menginjak usia 16 tahun, seorang remaja yang sedang menghadapi masa puber, masa dimana darah bergejolak lebih panas dibanding rentang usia manapun. Semuanya bohong. Semuanya tidak terasa seperti itu. Semuanya tidak seindah yang kalian kira. Aku dibesarkan dalam keluarga yang berkecukupan, saking berkecukupannya aku sampai muak. Dari usia belia aku selalu diajarkan berbagai macam hal, mulai dari bela diri sampai seni lukis dan penguasaan bahasa asing. Bukan seperti aku dipaksa, sungguh, orang tuaku tidak pernah memaksa diriku untuk mengambil semua pelajaran tersebut, aku hanya sekedar ingin mencoba. Sayangnya, ketika keingintahuan biasanya membunuh mimpi orang-orang, itu malah menumbuhkan diriku. Aku bisa menguasai berbagai hal dengan cepat dalam waktu yang singkat, seakan-akan langkahku dituntun oleh malaikat. Bakat, anugrah, jenius, itulah yang dikatakan orang-orang seraya menunjukku. Awalnya aku bangga, hatiku meninggi, semua orang yang berada di bawahku kuanggap sebagai hama. Itu tidak bertahan lama, sayangnya lagi. Benih terbaik di tangan orang yang bodoh tidak akan menjadi yang terbaik lagi. Itulah aku, itulah yang dinamakan mubazir hakiki. Aku berpikir hidupku berakhir, sampai suatu ketika, hidupku baru dimulai, benar-benar dimulai. Tidak ada yang dinamakan bakat, jenius, dan anugrah. Semua itu kebohongan. Kenapa aku bisa tau? Kebenaran yang terungkap di usia ini membuka mataku, ternyata ada alasan dibalik kejeniusanku yang membuat iri semua orang. Tetapi, tetap saja. Sejenius apapun orang, sekali bajingan tetaplah bajingan.

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With each mile that he passed with his car his anger turned from fury to a blinding fire to a pitch black pit of chaos. And yet the pitch black chaos was too small a word as further ahead he went, until there he stood in front of ‘Manerium Somniorum’ The manor of dreams. Standing at the gates his anger dissipated to a form of fear and melancholy. Christian knew it like he knew the back of his hand that these emotions were his. Whatever he was feeling was an aftermath of what the manor was listening in on. The walls were screaming the story that unfolded between their bricks as the windows tried to leap open, over powered by the yearning need for some kind of a void. An escape from what unfolded. The gate of the manor seemed barred from reality. Acutely preoccupied by the nightmare. Participating and escaping every word the manor screamed. Time did not exist beyond these gates. No what was left behind was simply the shadow of broken hearts. With each second that passed Christian watched a darkness descend upon the manor as thick mists of clouds and shadows formed. Untouched was the reality outside the gate but inside Manerium Somniorum dreamed. Dreamed of a heartbroken man. Echoed of an unquenchable thirst. Begged for her return. Pulling every reality into it in its desperation, whispering and moaning Christian or anyone that dared to watch to enter. Enter their dream. Dream their love. And bathe in their despair as a symphony lulled Christian into a heavy sleep. With each ticking minute the manor seemed to draw further and further away, without even realizing his eyes had closed and his body was mesmerized by her. By them. It played out again like a song, starting with a verse. A look. A pair of eyes. A shadow. As translucent darkness shone brightly around a man and interlaced with his soul. And there she stood. It was her form and her face and yet her eyes betrayed who she was. A conscious thought metaphored into her existence, standing right there under the soft glow of his lantern. Christian was the prince and the prince was chaos as their fell in love for the first time. As their skin felt the fleeting graze of her smile and their ears heard the soft whisper of her gown tease the ground. There all three souls stood as one falling in love with the same form and yet a different woman. "We were never meant for tomorrow ..." She said with a trembling voice as her hand reached out for his, so close and yet much like their fates all there was between them were dreams.

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