A girl with an empty heart, she wanders alone,
With nothing but fragmented memories to guide her.
Through the narrow forest path she goes,
Countless gazes watching her every move.

Moist tree trunks become eerie in the fading light,
And she runs from the hanging branches that reach out to her.
Low echoes of ravens sound all around,
As she makes her way past the lake and onto the mountain path.

She stays still for a moment, the maleficent drizzle falling upon her.
She looks at her palm, but the lines show nothing.
She is paralyzed, unwilling to be a piece of the puzzle.

But then she climbs, towards the mountain peak,
As the wind descends upon her. Her clothes flutter,
As if she had wings. With bloody hands, she clenches the steep rocks,
Climbing and climbing, until she reaches the peak, above the dark clouds.

And as she stands there, on the peak of the mountain,
She sees only an unfamiliar light.
© raionSAMIOKA