Wartime Monologue

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TWINFLAME -There becomes a moment in your life when time tends to fade as a past memory until you completely realize that up till now you just live in the past which means you haven’t live at all-. This thought has opened my eyes to the inevitable reality. I look at the cracked high ceiling and really don’t know who I was for about thirty strange seconds. I can’t even imagine how the past shapes my life for the last eighteen years. I feel that I just skipped the worst part of my life. And now I believe that time itself had erased my memory. You think it strange, but it had. The first time we met is the last time we saw each other. I remember when the rushing water flooded the lands with such a din. This would be the last huge catastrophe. …show more content…

I was asphyxiated. I am in the session of past-life regression with all the shamans here. Once again, I try to be relaxed and follow the instruction of the elder. I enter my sub-consciousness and gaze at the frames of each lifetime. I choose the last frame, this must be my last memory before I came to Taygeta. I half expect to meet the girl whom I saw before the flood, but as I clearly see the face of the shadowy girl, it turns into the face of the elder’s youngest daughter. Then I am pulled out from the frame and I wake slowly, blinking out the pink tones of a coming twilight that filters through the window. The session is finished. The elder says that the only thing keeping me from the chance at fulfilling my life’s purpose is her, my twinflame. I should’ve known that all of it wasn’t just a coincidence. Soon, I discover that the girl whom I met before the flood had incarnated here a year after I came to Taygeta. She is my Twinflame, Lana. The youngest girl of the elder’s family. This is what made the elder was so sure with the plan of marriage. Accepting this new island had been difficult while living with no one to hold. But now, I just want to live in this moment, the perfect time with Lana. My

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