Be sure to read The Match part 1 first. That way U’ll have context for this. 😉
Clouds of black smoke, where did the kid go? It’s time to shed some light into the purpleside. There is the sound of music and animals all around yet not a sign of human life. Why? In the darkness I see a light. It’s the kid! “Why are you here?” What? “How did you get here?” The kid asked. “Why do you choose to live here kid, no one else is here?’” Yet I can hear music for miles. “Sit, I will tell you a tale…”
Time upon a once there lived a kid. A very happy kid who had parents that cared. Something happened, what once was happy, now was in misery. A parent left, so now he only had one. For this I tell from rumor not memory. So I turned to others for the love I felt was missing. Each time it ended in pain, each time the kid grew a little colder. For all he wanted was someone to love and someone to love him. Nothing more. He got neither. It’s like giving bread to the hungry; they eat for a while then the pain returns. He never gave up though! Enter Elecktra.
The one promised, who promised to stay with him and love him for a lifetime. The only one he ever gave his heart to. For her he would have taken on the world; at times he did. Was there ever a love so true? No, I doubt it. But she is of your world like all the rest before her. When a decision had to be made she chose her world along with her friends. You see, some people wanna die so they can be free. My world is quite different from yours. Where I come from I don’t let society tell me how I’m supposed to be… My clothes, my hair it’s about being there. I came to my world because I cannot live in your world! The lying, cheating and backstabbing I will not do, for I am truly not of the devil, nor will I do his bidding. My kind is looked down upon in your world, I am truly different. So now I live alone, never to love one of your world again… Never to love again.
So now you have insight on how and why I chose this world. MY WORLD! All I need is God and my music. The want to love is gone away, there is nothing, nothing left to say. My animals will show you out. Never come here again for you are not welcome. No one is anymore.
“Sasha, come here girl and show this intruder out! Take this” he hands me a purple match. “Now go!” All of a sudden smoke surrounds the kid and he is gone. All that remains is Sasha, his Black Panther, who shows me back from which where I came. As I leave I look over my shoulder and watch as Sasha turns to stone. As if she is the eternal guardian of the kid. Once again the music begins…
Peace from the purpleside
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