Concealed

1.The Exordium❤️

It was a dark cloudy night. The whole world was enveloped in silence. My only companion was also hidden behind the dense clouds. I don't appreciate her much in her presence,but I feel like a half of me is taken away when she is missing. I always feel that The Moon is my loyal companion. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing me in my light and dark moments, changing forever just as everybody do. Every day it's a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it is meant to be ME......Being human.

It is always said that the moon is a friend to the lonesome. I feel those words each night by the window. I've never imagined spending my eternal 8 hours of the dark without her. But,Now, I have to go through the terrifying seconds of the unlight.

I stared out of the window with unsure hope of the moon to show up out of nowhere to fill her bosom friend of a million with happiness. It was in vain. She was concealed behind a blanket of thick clouds.

Outside,it was freezing cold. I convinced myself the my friend felt cold and needed a blanket tonight.

I looked around the room searching for a distraction to escape the grief of my missing bezzie.

Zoe was asleep with her blanket on and I didn't want to wake her up to change the air of my loneliness. Zoe has been the only one who understands me completely since the day I reached Oak Creek. I've been blessed with her after everything I've lost.

I decided to go around the room in search of something that would help me pass another 3 hours of solitude as it was about half past 3 in the morning by then.

As I stood up and turned around clueless I noticed Mr.Cuddles looking at me with judgemental eyes. He sat there on my studying table with annoyance as I've totally forgotten about him in the distress of my

hidden friend.

I reached to him and took him in my arms. I wasn't able to look into his eyes as they were filled with the judgment of my act. I carried him to my customary seat by the window and pleaded forgiveness. Mr.Cuddles is my only souvenir of home.

Time flew by when Mr.Cuddles was in my arms.

Through the window,I could see the sun paint the sky with heavenly colours. The sun rises as a canopy of gold, bright amid the blue, bidding the stars to take their nightly rest. As darkness surrenders, every colour changes from tinges of charcoal to a vibrancy. By dawn's early light the riders came, the sun opening up as a flower on the horizon, rising to send those petals of gold to warm the forest - leaf, branch and root. The sky was a billion pure eyes of light and the grass green underfoot, it was as if night and day had become one beautiful moment.

I was engulfed in the Paradise before me when a pillow hit me to set me into reality.