LOST Soul Chapter Two – Kaksi Written by: Sese Ramirez
“Why does it hurt so much?”
“Why am I in so much pain?”
“Am I being punished?”
She walks along the halls of the building. The smell of antibiotic and cleaning agent permits the air. To the living, it’s a smell they are not fond off. The smell of the sick and dying. For her, it’s the smell that attracts her.
A black feather lay on the palm of her hand as she walks. She closes her hand the feather disappears. So much black feathers. It seemed like less and less people are dying at peace. How she longed to see an orange or red feather. It’s been awhile.
“Lirika. You need to go now.”
“Where am I going today?” Lirika asks.
The tattoo on her hand, who she calls Chicol spoke, “Isn’t that, well you know?”
“Yes. It is.” She opens her plastic umbrella and away she goes.