Perched Somewhere

Bismillah Ehrehmaan Niraheem,

She sat humming –

perched against the side of the star 

she had been placed upon –

swinging her feet from side to side,

with the beat of the nightly,

mysterious croak.

It was cold –

she thought –

she inhaled slowly and then 

slowly exhaled warm air 

on to her bare arms.

One of her plaits had come undone –

she pulled out the white ribbon and–

attempted at redoing it.

She was failing miserably –

her hair had never come as lose as it had tonight –

she wondered how she had managed to do it the first time.

I don’t see why you’re trying –

it won’t hold anymore.

The voice had startled her –

making her hand tremble –

a gust of cold air lifted the white silk from her palm

and carried it to wherever it had been directed to go –

which was clearly away from her.

She sat up straight – quickly sorting out her hair and her posture –

it had been a while since Soul had spoken to anyone – let a lone a boy.

Who are you?

She asked, politely looking around in the dark surroundings for a familiar face.

Oh finally –

its about time you heard me.

Heard him?

What did he mean by that?

Well it means, just what I said –

I’ve been talking to you for so long –

it’s about time you took notice again.

About time to hear him?

Yes of course –

who else would I speak to –

someone else’s Soul?

Someone else’s soul?

what was he talking about?

who was he and?

how long has he been speaking to me for?

One question at a time – 

 you know –

I never grow tired of reminding you who I am –

you are after all mine.

Reminding me?

his?

Well, Soul –

in answer to your previous question –

# makes a royal horn sound #

# laughs #

I am Mate –

And I’ve been speaking to you –

for –

I don’t know how long –

from the point when you stopped hearing me.

I forgot him?

but that’s preposterous?

I think I would remember someone who was sharing a star with me.

How do you know I’m even on this star –

it’s because –

this is all familiar to you, Soul –

deep down you know I’ve been here all along.

He was right –

I knew he was here, with me –

on this star –

but how could I have forgotten he was here?

It’s the wait –

the wait drives everyone to forget –

even me.

He had forgotten me too?

but how?

I mean we’re right next to each other.

Being patient is not your strongest asset –

Soul –

I get impatient and forget too –  

but not as much as you –

soon you’ll stop hearing me.

How could anyone wait?

it had been so long –

even time could not place a time

she had been waiting, it seemed like forever.

I’ve been waiting too –

just as long as you –

when it is Willed –

then we will be together.

And how much longer would that be?

just a peek –

a slight glimpse of him –

surely then –

she would never forget again.

Don’t do that, Soul –

stay perched against the star –

look we’re leaning on the same side –

is that not enough –

you know I’m here, Soul –

I’ve always been here –

Soul I told you –

SOUL!

She –

of course did not listen –

and as she tried to peak on to the other side of the star –

she fell in to the night.

But Mate was no fool –

he had anticipated this –

long before the idea had sprung in to Soul’s mind –

he was after all her mate.

He peeled the star from –

beneath his feet –

like a cheese string –

and with this –

he created a rope –

which held Soul –

from her feet –

and stopped her falling in to the abyss.

Are you alright?

how many times are you going to do this, Soul –

you’re going to have to hang again –

until the star is Told to pull you back up again.

Look –

I’m as real as you are –

why do you have to see me –

you know I’m here –

in time –

the side of the star that separates us, will melt –

then you can see me –

but not until He wills it –

be patient.

You know what would have happened if you had fallen –

you would have landed on someone else’s star –

and been with someone who was not your Mate –

Soul, please, I beg you –

be patient –

we will be together, eternally.

Let us first prove our devotion to Him –

He will unite us –

He made me –

and then you from me –

remember Him –

and stop looking in to the night so much –

it makes you forget Him –

and with it –

me.

She hung from a star –

How she had gotten there –

She had no idea.

With only one half of her hair plaited –

And the other half remained untied and untidy –

She had been staring so deeply in to the night 

from the moment she had fallen- -

She could not recollect the events 

that had transpired before.

She must have dropped her ribbon –

and in trying to catch it –

must have fallen –

or something –