At the door

August

My mind is on a constant countdown; with each passing day, I am aware that I am left with 2 months, which is 61 days left. It looks like a lot of days, except I have no idea where this life-saving person is. I know the moon goddess hates me; it’s the only way for her to slowly see me suffer with each passing day. My body continues to deteriorate; very soon even the human I mock, Calista, will be stronger than me. It’s only a matter of time before everyone knows my secret. Once this secret gets out, I will die faster. I need to leave everything in order before I die.

A groan escapes my lips. My hands dive deep into my hair and I squeeze. Being hopeful is hopeless. It’s not possible to find a myth.

My mind goes back to Calista, who ran out of my room crying. The fact that she is a crying……