Memoria

DISCLAIMER: This story is a production of fiction otherwise unaffiliated with the persons/companies or any associated personal projects or intellectual properties. All its original content should be considered works of fiction, and any resemblance to existing works, characters, living or dead or anything else beyond those listed should be considered coincidental and free of malicious intent. ⠀ Be advised that some parts include triggering contents, mature scenes and strong language which is not suited for any young and sensitive readers. Read at your own risk. ⠀ ⠀ — ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ As a result of the fact that her eyes were the solely ones who'd perceived and her mind that saw pieces of images of unexplainable happenings, explicating the aforesaid will always turn out utterly absurd to others, completely illogical. ⠀ ⠀ There were always muddles that even the world can't untangle. Like the concept of lightning emanating from the two bodies of silhouettes upon the darkness embracing the world, like how a scar ended up on someone's skin with no anamnesis of a single cause and how a supposed to be fantasy was tangible to some. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Perhaps because none of them is a semblance of abstraction but a mystery that preferred to be concealed for the betterment otherwise danger will commence. The pitfalls were not one of the types of danger that could be killed straightforwardly. In lieu, it was indestructible. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Resembling to a fire that could be killed by nothing, that even water we believed as the most possible way to kill would instead transmogrify into fuel, adding more power into it. They chose not to fight the fire anymore and rather let it gradually kill itself. Circumventing the possibilities of beholding once again—THE ENCHANTRESS OF KÜSBERG. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ — :3