Hazel built a protective shield around her, every wall of her body built in neglect and distrust but, she wasn't like this before. She was a calm, sweet, naive girl until she saw the other side of love.
Chapter 1 Beside her grave
Hazel sat comfortably in the cemetery alone, glaring in bewilderment, listening to the never ending birds chorus, stirring the air. Hopefully she would someday realize her mother's actual grave for now she will just sit in the woods and cheer the death, feeling the disgust of ghost air, no trace of fear in her eyes, no atom of shame in trying to trade her life for truth, hoping to say home but, there was nothing like home.
The home she once knew is suddenly bathed with greed regardless, people taking people, people stalking people, people condemning the innocent people just to possess their golds and silver she is tired. She will sit here and wait timelessly until her feet are ready to go, until her mouth is full of blood and defensive words, until her wounds are cleared completely, by wounds I mean the invisible one, the one with the biggest cut, the one with the greatest heat. She sat there until the clouds screamed darkness, the wind became unfriendly, the spirits are beginning to feed. Hazel rose in haste and wandered home.
Surprised to still face visitors wandering around in the compound, making all sorts of noise she hissed, they ought to be gone by now, she didn't want to smell the smoke from this wedding, from the arrangements and everything that concerned it. "You think hiding will save you from what you deserve?" The woman that used to be her mother stood sand glared at her, standing in the threshold leaving no trace of space for her to trade in, Hazel sculpted her hair in deliberately. "Mum, what do you think I deserve?" The woman batted her eyes and gave a light whisper smile and relaxed as she leaned over. "The peace of watching her get married to your twenty and five years of wasted efforts". Hazel shook her head in disbelief as she watched closely there was a trace of mockery in her eyes and Hazel didn't understand why she was still unsatisfied. "If you want to be successful you must be failure ready, I understand that I must fail to be made and I understand that I will fail sometimes, it doesn't matter how. I have known him since I began to inhale a woman's breath but letting him go also compliments my love for him".
Chapter 1 Beside her grave
03/04/2025