4 Dea Lacrimosa (1/2)

”The best way to not get your heart broken is to pretend you don't have one.”

-Sheen

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There was complete darkness.

I still am conscious but, I don't know if I'm dead or not. All that I'm sure about is that three bullets were fired, all aimed at a thirteen-year-old body, and what would you imagine for the soma to become? Of course, lifeless.

Yet, as if my consciousness stands too corrected to be moved, I heard something. A piano, yet again, was gushing forth these melodramatic sonatas that are second to none, that not even my revered brother's musical artistry could rival.

With the superlative musical notes as the arch stimuli, I tried to feel my arms and my legs and there they were. Surprised that I'm still alive, I slowly opened my eyes and there, a few inches away from me were bullets that were floating on air and a meter away was my brother, still and frozen... as if the time at that moment completely ceased.

And hovering in the room are these musical notes unlike any other, which I first heard prior I opened my eyes. I turned my head to the direction where it seemed coming from and there she is. A lady-like image playing the piano that my brother recently skylarked in.

Her noble fingers starked across the piano keys. Her long silver hair symbolizes this Junoesque visage, while her facade lit by the beaming moonlight was indescribable in beauty and her sable apparel made her seem to be of noble stature. She has this majestic bearing that makes her easier to be likened to the noble deities of old. To behold such facade...was truly phenomenal that describing the picture through ubiquitous words would be deemed a crime.

”Be careful now. I did not stop time. I just slowed it down a bit. Stay away from the bullets' trajectory young Jaiden”, she gracefully said mentioning my name, with this sweet, calm and tender voice that is truly incomparable.

I was mesmerized. There are so many questions to ask.

Why did the bullets' stop mid-air.?...

Why did my brother freeze?...

Who is she? ...

How did she get in here...

Why am I still alive?...

No, I'm dead, aren't I? There's no other explanation for this necromantic turn of events...

These thoughts came to me, boggling my thoughts to the maximum perplexity there is, but, as if she read my mind, she stopped her gracious piano playing and said...

”You're well and alive young man. Hehe.” She replied with a little giggle escaping from her cerise-colored lips.

”Oh and uh, I believe I did not introduce myself yet... I am Dea Lacrimosa.” She added with her hand at her chest, slightly bowing in a manner of a noblesse.

Lacrimosa? That's not a name that seemed to be from this generation. I thought to myself.

”My. Of course, it's not. I am a living Goddess, existing even before the almighty highest created you, humans.”

Highest? Wait...

”Are you perhaps reading my mind, or I said that aloud?” Wondering why she could hear my thinking and can answer my questions that I only presented on my thoughts, I asked her.

”Whatever it seemed to you, let it be”, she replied calmly with an innocent smile on her face.

Wait... Going back. Did she just introduce herself as a goddess?

Without any doubt. Without having second thoughts, I believed her words as the evidence was lying live in front of me. The 'frozen-in-time' fired bullets.

”Yes. And I came here to....”

Interrupting her words, I directly found myself kneeling at her with both my knees and my face kissing the ground as if she's the only one I got hoping that she was there sent by the most omnipotent God himself to revive my family, or to turn back time to the way it should be.