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I remember seeing him in the distance, surrounded by the tall grass that my father forgot to cut down after the lasting rain season. He ran away after noticing my surprised look on him – he looked just as surprised as me at that exact moment.
He died years ago. On the same field, in the same grass my dad forgot to cut on that forsaken day.
The wolfs got him tangled up in it and.
I tried to talk to mother, encouraged father to cut the grass. Nothing seemed to make them move from their assigned seats. Not my pleas, not my shrieks.
The next day he was there again, looking at the shy Sun painting the sky with its orange-red gloom. How didn't his eyes hurt from it? I tried to walk up to him, but-
It was like the Earth swallowed him whole. He disappeared just as fast as he was torn apart that day.
Another day has passed, but this time he wasn't there. The sky was hidden behind the angry clouds, not a single ray of sunshine passing through the reliable security.
I didn't go home. Not even the grass could stop me.
It was hard to go, even harder to move my feet when i was halfway there. Just a little bit more. A few more steps.
And there he was. The silhouette of his body still in the grass. Did father forget to cut it ever since?
I looked back.
Grass. Tall, cradling, tangling. Not a singular flower.
Rot. It smelled like rotten meet and stale grass. I didn't feel it on the way here.
Hands. Why are my hands so soft.
Voice. Gentle, just like the way I remember. It's calling for me, asking me to lay down.
I'm sorry that I couldn't help you, Iyen-ah.
I tried.
But I failed.
At least we're together.
forever