I ran. Faster than the wind, trying to catch up with Time. Oh, how I wish Time never existed. Then we would all not exist, which is a very good option compared to being alive to feel this much pain. I ran to the one place people would accept me for who I am.

The Light Kingdom.

People say it doesn't exist, and that I had to face reality. Face the fact that no one alive cared about be, knew who I was. And it was all Time's fault. If you believe, you will find it in the end. This was a quote taught to me by my mother when she was still alive, when I was 5, and not 12.

When I couldn't feel pain this intense.

I desperately sought a cure for my pain, and found a book about the realm of Light. "A long time ago, there was a Kingdom, called Light. There was a tree standing in the centre of the realm, that bore fruit made out the purest starlight. Once eaten, the consumer will no longer be able to feel negative emotions, harbour negative thoughts, and will forget his or her past. They will live in The Light for eternity, feeling happy and contented. The only way to this enchanted kingdom will be for the visitor to be worthy of entering. Otherwise, the kingdom will forever remain hidden, never to be seen or found."

I had snapped the book shut immediately.

Then here I was. I was running through the forest. How did I get here? I did not know. All I knew was that I had to run. Every step I take, every mile I run seemed to ease my pain a little.

I had to get there. To the Kingdom Of Light.


-By Phoenix Echosong