It had taken me eternity to reach this place, but here I was. In a way, I never thought it was going to be so easy and, still, it feels as if I wasn't here, but I am. There is, nevertheless, a sensible lack for a sense of acomplishment. I am simply here. I can see the promising stars of many colors in the sky, and the misty blue clouds on the floor, roiling around my legs, making it all the more ethereal. It's a cool sensation. Not as in the expression, but like in the literal sense. As I bend my knees to touch the myst, I can feel the gentle coolness of it. And, yet, the most ethereal thing of all, would be the only source of objectivity in this place: the very reason for which I have traveled across the entire known universe into the realm of the forgotten. Perhaps you are wondering, at this point, why someone like me would take such pains only to visit someone of so little trascendence in the grand events of the cosmos. Perhaps you are fancying there is big and overarching reason behind this, something related to a great adventure or the safety of cosmos as we know it. The truth, however, is far more bleak and simpler: I, simply, didn't had any other place to go.
Yantra> [Walking towards the girl and speaking softly] Eh... Hello? ... [Looking away with a troubled smile] Am I... interrupting?
Starlla> [!] ... [Leaning away from the telescope and looking at Yantra] Hello. I'm sorry: I was watching the stars. [Looking up at the sky] Aren't they beautifull tonight?
Yantra> [Looking up as well] Aren't they always beautyful? ... Aren't they... [intaking some air as to contain a weeping spasm] the most beautyful thing ever? So far away... and yet... always granting us the light of their hope and warmth... And yet... [looking down for a brief moment before looking upwards again] ... there are persons who believe the cosmos isn't made of love... [closing his eyes and shaking his head slightly]
Starlla> [Turning to look at Yantra excited] Yes! [OwO] That's what I always tell people! ... [7_7] But people do not seem to understand... [owo] Yet you seem to do so well. ... [?][ó.o][Looking at Yantra curiously] Do we know each other? Forgive me: I remember the name of each star in the night sky even asleep, but I tend to forget the name of people so easily. [ó.ò]
Yantra> [Smiling resignedly] T-That's alright. Besides, I am someone who tends to be forgotten quite often, so is okay if you couldn't remember me. I'm nobody important, after all, so is okay. ... Ehm... [Shifting his eyes rather nervously] Can I sitt next to you? I-I promise I will not bother your star watching.
Starlla> Oh, sure! [Readjusting her telescope and getting back into watching position on the telescope chair] I don't get bothered easily, so don't worry. It's more the other way around: I tend to bother people a lot, so people is always upset with me. It's like I don't get people and people don't get me, so is best for someone like me to... [adjusting her telescope] ... remain here. Here, I can't bother anybody. Here... it's just me... and the stars. Here... nothing else matters.
And there was silence. As I satt, leaning my back against the stout structure of the telescope's support which reflected light on it's polished golden surface with a soft and diffuse halo, giving it a dream-like look, I felt somehow refreshed yet, at the same time, even more unimportant than when I came. It was no surprize, for I knew things were going to be like this, yet I wanted to come here, perhaps to bask a bit on her undisturbability, on her capacity of keeping eternal and pure. Untouched, unmarred, unchanged across time and space. The ultimate expression of a longing soul who had became one with her dream. This was her heaven: an eternal nightscape where to starwatch for all eternity. A one-dimensional paradise for a single minded heart and, yet, there was nothing wrong with it. On it's simplicity laid it's beauty. Nevertheless, for such a paradise, I was but a sore thumb, something completely out of place. And yet, in an utter display of egoism, I dared to make a most ungratefull request.
Yantra> [Speaking on a very soft voice] Do you mind if a cry for a while? I promise to not be too loud...
Starlla> [Leaning back from her telescope to look at Yantra at her feet] Why do you want to cry? Do you hurt somewhere?
Yantra> Yes... [touching his chest] ... my heart hurts.
Starlla> ... [Looking at the sky] *Sigh*... W-When a star enters the end of it's sequence, i-it liberates a lot of gamma rays a-a-and plasma flares, s-so... eh... I mean... eh... [Covering her face with a hand] *Ugh* I'm sorry, I... I just don't know... I-I just don't understand people... [Looking away] A-All I know about are stars... s-so... p-please, just do whatever you want... and don't let me bother you... [!]
Yantra> *Sniff*... [Letting the tears fall down silently]
Starlla> [ó_ò] oh... geez... [Scratching her head nervously] I did it again, right? I said something awfull...
Yantra> [Almost whispering with a cracked voice] No, dear... [cleaning himself a bit with a tissue] ... you didn't said anything awfull at all. *Sniff* Besides... I know you aren't good at getting people... *sniff* [Smiling resignedly] ... so it's okay.
Starlla> ... [Getting off from her telescope and sitting next to Yantra, yet looking at the horizon] See? I don't get people! Why in the world would you come to me knowing this?! I-I don't know what to do!
Yantra> [Smiling resignedly] And that's fine because you don't need to do anything. *Sniff* In fact, that's the very reason why I came here...
Starlla> [ô.o] Huh? [Looking at Yantra genuinely surprized]
Yantra> [Looking at the horizon] You see... *sniff* ... I'm about to loose something that is very dear to me. I tried my best to keep it, but I can no longer do it. I was... *sniff* ... pretty much hopeless. That's why I came here: because you are my hope.
Starlla> Me?! How?! [ô_o]
Yantra> [úwu] ... [Turning to look at Starlla with a gentle but sad smile] Because you are the proof that not all dreams need to be lost... that... [Slowly turning to look at the stars] ... now and then, some dreams are meant to be forever. ... [Closing his eyes] I came here to mourn my dream... because yours is... alive forever... and that, dear, grants the hope that, one day... *sniff*... I might become one with my dream... just like you did. *Sniff*
Starlla> ... W-Would it make you upset if I hug you right now? [ó.ò]
Yantra> No, dear... *sniff*... By all means, it would not... *sniff* [Hugging Starlla gently and tight]
And the tears flowed like rivers, as in a proper mourning. There I was, seeking consolation on the most unprepared entity of the universe, but I cared not. All my heart desired was a proper mourning and, even in all her akwardness, she gave it to me as the living dream she was for who would be more proper to mourn a dying dream than a living dream? I couldn't ask for a better wittness nor better unspoken words of passing. That's all I needed, that's all I had.
- Seemos Yantra
BGM: Unmei No Ko-Tachi Shoujo, Mawaru Penguindrum OST #7
