I love the night sky, The grand reflection of our life. I believe it is notable that every single person in history has seen the same moon, the same sun, we've all lived under the same sky. Under these heavens have we all flourished, flourished and weaped and wriggled. All of them under the same sky this vast body which is like a mother to us.
Mutters Deus as he gazes above. He is sitting atop on the highest floor of his school. At his lovely lovely place, His Astronomy Club his second home. Deus looks at the vast vast sky and tries to connect the dots, and names them, named are these after great men of old.
As the Entire sky is his blanket and the earth his bed he is truly home at every single place in this world. He is lulled to sleep on this very roof beside the giant giant telescope.
Deus has a plain sleeping face, lush black hair speeded across his scalp, His face that of a simple simple man a lovable man, not a man for he is a young boy not even 17. His arms are thin but well defined, his legs are long made for striding.
He sleeps … but something feels different, Deus twitches his mouth opens wide, wider than it ever did for a scream? But there is no noise nothing comes out for it is silent around him, his nose is arched forward in the silence his heads shake frantically right left front back up down it moves it is moving somewhere anywhere it shakes; his legs thrash once in struggle but they don't have any power so they go limp. He gets some semblance of rationality to do something he arches he moves his head forward.
His seven orifices bleed. Limp hands were suddenly energized, full of Vigor they crawled akin to how fish do when they are out of water. Body flapping refusing to accept the current state of helplessness and trying to live trying to find a way to make it stop. Every single cell in the body was gone, every single cell was moving, pacing differently, unreliably so such a thing ought to be impossible for the cells have brain of their own, the blood fluttered the blood cluttered and the mood shuttered and the hands the legs the falling head into the torso every single body part working for the working because of the gratefulness of the blood stopped for a second.
The Head is Falling falling into his own stomach, hitting his ribs sharply caving in his own stomach. Now, the Scream follows a torrent of noise so horrible even the deaf would cry, a torrent unbelievable that the source is a human. Deus Screams his lungs akin to be torn apart. Then he litters. He vomits and then gains a sense of rationality.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Then he simply stares above at the vast night sky, his eyes carry not a single thread out rationality. He is blank, he has no idea for why did he do what he did, He is doubtful, confused. He only mutters one single phrase which as soon as he mutters it, he forgets it, "Blood Blooms as the Castle's end looms"
Staring at himself deus is now completely clueless to what has transpired, Now He is calm now he is standing atop the roof, the time is 23:10. He is calm, his mind is sane, his sanity is refusing the accept what has transpired. His brain is protecting him by erasing the memories of pain, his eyes those dull eyes so bleak and dark akin to muddy waters, for one who sees him now will surely ask what do you wish for with those murky eyes?
He looks around and no one is to be seen, he knows he is not at a populated place, the only person on school grounds after school hours is himself.
Footsteps echo in the empty corridor under him, he gazes and sees a middle aged man, with a poorly kept beard coming over, his steps are slow but the effects of the vibrations of the steps are heavy. The old Man Wearing a uniform, moves forward and Asks in a high pitched tone,
"Who goes there?? Show yourself, I will have you know that you are trespassing on private property."
The man had heard a scream, for why he was afraid, it was almost the middle of the night no one but him in the radius of the school. He was worried if some intruder had got in but he was fearing the worst, what if it was not a human scream. Humans have a tendency to often assume the worst and this tendency is their only vice.
Deus knew what was happening, he jumped from the top got a hold of the Tight rope which he had used to climb the rooftop to descend stealthily, he made no noise. More than that he was surprised at himself, His body was in no pain and his brain, mentally he was in that zone still that he was unable to come to face with reality. What had happened to him, why specifically him.
He has no idea. He jumped over the low fence and once sprinted fast, the concrete road helped him keep his momentum, once he was out of sight… The incident was out of mind almost.
Yet the Hair on his body were all standing, Except the hair on the head, It was as if his body was screaming but his mind was elsewhere. Walking Home in anticipation of the next day knowing what had happened was a little unusual but this was his everyday routine, what he did every Night.
It did feel strange to him like a constant itch at the back of his mind. Something was off but he gave it no thought.
Reaching home safely, before going to sleep, He got out on his balcony. Deus always wishes the stars a goodnight before sleeping. Deus Raised his hand up in the sky to trace his friends from beyond, he gazed, for a second his hand stopped. He muttered curiously at first, he can't find it.
"Where are you, I can't find you…."
This was baffling he was not able to see it, no matter how many times his fingers traced into the night sky, His voice changed from curiosity to confusion, from confusion to horror, Then Deus was once again clueless.
"… WHERE IS IT, ITS GONE????, I CAN'T FIND IT!!!, WHERE ARE YOU, BIG DIPPERRRRRRRRRRR???"