Floating Lights and Fleeting Dreams

by Lance Carlo H. Angelo

Over the ringing bell, children sing the song of innocence. Their lights are filled with dreams and hope, waiting for their guardians by the gate. The dancing winds breathe against the faces of light scattering over the field. Their names are called one by one to bring them to a place they call home.

One tells a story of a dinosaur adventure, the other recites the poetry of translucent illusions of wizards and witches, yet one is muted with his head down. Unlike the joyful memories that sculpt life, he bows to his shadows as dark clouds loom over his head.

The plague continues to spread.

Light barely touches his feet as his friends slowly fade away from the far distance. Will he see them again? More importantly, will they even remember him? Those fond moments of cherished treasure only existed for a while, yet its everlasting tunes offer a lifetime one could ever wish for.

The sun had already traveled across the skies and introduced the stars to its youthful light of dreams when time passed. The sound of his name coming from his mother’s lips paints a smile that will forever embrace those treasures he found. Though his friends take

a different path, they wait for the next step in their lives filled with hope.

“Let’s go home?” She says to him, opening her arms to her son. He welcomes a new chapter of growth where the adventurous life remains to fill the time of dreams in the light that will forever shine.

Will life be able to wait once more for those moments that have already passed? F

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