Day: October 28, 2018
I wonder if the flower will bloom soon, Celiastina said.
Yeah! I hope it blooms soon. A little girl smiled and replied with that.
A harmless conversation exchanged around a small bud in the backyard of the orphanage. Even now Celiastina could remember it distinctly; the clear smile of the young girl at that time too.
Everything may have started from that moment.
Celiastina’s extraordinarily steep journey began from a meagre but warm and sweet “memory of happiness”. It may have been because the days following after that were so painful that those memories alone shone so vividly in the back of her eyelids.
Everything came quite far from such a place, Celiastina thought absently. And then, even though everything came from such a long distance, right now she was about to return to the “beginning” once again–.
Fate was such a strange thing.