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She tilted the test tube until the droplets rolled along its edges and slipped into her eyes. As she closed her eyes and lost herself with the familiar warm feeling spreading throughout her body, her mind could not but think about the times which brought about this familiarity.
They found out about her ability when she was nine. They watched the young child wipe her mothers tears gently before accidentally touching her own eye. They watched as the child froze as images and feeling ran through her head, things they would never know. They could only watch as she spoke of deep secrets her mother alone knew as the woman lay on her deathbed and the child blabbering confused, sitting next to her.
Once they had the suspicion they tried to confirm it; she vividly remembers the pale cream laboratory walls and the feeling of overflowing liquid in her eyes. Drop by drop by drop. It wasn’t medicine for she was never mad. It was the the men who were crazy.
When they realised her power was real, they sold her. These men who called themselves the mafia were glad to have her, though she wasn’t. Every night they poured drops of tears of victims interrogated into her eyes until they overflowed like her own tears, and she would know them, feel them, and lose herself. Every night she would give them the memories of the victims she could glimpse and they could use, extracted information they demanded. Every night she travelled down unknown memory lanes. She was a broken soul carrying the burden of broken memories of others; she never realised when she stopped fighting back, when she accepted the exhaustion.
The night she choose to break free and escape was the night she met him. She was covered in blood and cuts with tears streaming down her face when she washed ashore on the banks where his broken old house stood. She remembers the softness of his wrinkled hands as he wiped her tears but she is still unsure whether those tears were her own. But she revels in the fact that the memories which followed, ones of warmth and acceptance and a happy life in a tiny hut were finally hers.
The feeling of warmth spread to her fingertips but she still didn’t open her eyes.
The grandfather lay in a wodden coffin in the other room. Her hands ran gently over the final letter he had left for her, the now empty vial clutched in her hand and her eyes shut with such force that it hurt.
He never asked. He knew, yet he never asked. He wiped away her cuts and bandaged her wounds. He let her heal, put herself back together. And now, she was broken no more.
She opened her eyes slowly and the images began to play. Images of his childhood which he cherished, images of him as a young man walking moonlit gardens with his lover. Images of her death and his mourning.
She felt breathless when images of her came before her eyes. Her limp form as it washed down the river floating on broken rubble. Him bandaging her wounds and feeding her.The first time she had smiled at him. And the first time he had pat her head gently and told her he loved her as a child he could never have.
The warmth spread until it threatened to spill out, and spill out it did. The vial with his tears fell from her hand and broke to into a thousand pieces as she doubled up in pain, choking on tears.
The tears which flowed down her face were her own. Of that she was now sure.
Nov 2018
Tagging @writing-prompt-s whose prompt inspired me. It’s just a snippet I’ve tried to write. Thanks man I have fun with yr blog!
So yep I just wrote this in half and hour and it’s kinda sorta based on this prompt right here though I totally went off track as I got really invested in the character.
Sometimes I worry that’ll I’ll forget your face. I have no photographs nor paintings which I didn’t dare to paint. If I but close my eyes, your face is a blurred image.
But though not your features, my heart remembers how you made me feel. So I’ll know. I’ll always know when I see you again.
-S.G
Excerpts from a letter I never sent
Let’s start now then
*whispers* bitches!
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